My doctor

Cap 2

"Hello, my name is Cristian, can you please take a seat..." I watched carefully as he advanced and stood in the chair behind his desk.

"Yes," I hesitated for a moment, I passed my dark and silky hair behind my ear. "Thank you..." I just added to the very short phrase sitting where I should be." I'm Mary Hamilton.

He looked up at the leaves he was checking and looked at me.

"Yes, I know," she turned her eyes to the sheet, "I have your documents here," a turned smile appeared on her face and I felt like the stupidest student on the planet.

"Of course," I tried to lose my sight for the square meter.

It wasn't big at all, I must say. Just the desk next to the door and the stretcher in front.

"Then Mary," I ran her hands through her short dark hair, "if this is right, that's how it should be, you are here today because of a strong pain in the back... at the top and bottom of her... "I was reading with my frown.-- Am I right?

I nodded.

Have you used any pain-relieving medication?

— Yes

He took a pen from his white robe and started writing on the diary that was next to the table.

"Ok..." I raise her eyebrows while I was still writing. "I need you to take off the clothes you bring on the upper part of your body, please."

What?

My cheeks immediately took an intense heat as a result of the request. And I was pretty stupid, I should have thought this would happen, right? I was coming to solve the physical problem that tormented me and I would leave that ready today.

Now, if the one in front of me at the moment had about thirty years older on their back, it would be much easier. I looked at it covertly for a few seconds. To whom I cheated, if with the little I had seen from that doctor I could already bet a fortune that with the years named would still be just as handsome.

Thin face, well-marked jaw and an incipient beard on it, his slightly toasted skin contrasted with the white polish of his gown. I had never met a human being who would leave me with that lack of oxygen. His manly presence and professional attitude as a doctor were consuming me. My nervous system was definitely witnessing this. He then suddenly looked up as if he were intuiting the visual examination he was being subjected to. Maybe he was used to it, it would seem extremely difficult to me that behind that desk he had not felt such intense looks from his patients. Impossible. However, I felt uncovered. His eyes were green and I felt mine pierced. Wow. What's going on?

"You can sit on the stretcher," he invited me to walk making the technical gesture with his hand leaning to the side.

Of course...

I got up from the seat and in less than a minute I was sitting on the stretcher wearing only a bra. Cristian, the doctor, was still sitting signing some papers, when he suddenly noticed that she was ready.

He got up walking in my direction.

"Well, now I'll ask you to put the front of your body against the stretcher," I said.

I did what he asked me to delicately releasing more than a grunt, it was hard for me to be in that position but I was achieving it.

"Is that okay?" I articulated while my cheek touched the mattress.

Yes, it's perfect. Now I'll press key sectors and you'll tell me if it hurts, okay?

"Of course..." I replied.

His warm hands made the first contact with my cold skin right at the bottom of the sides. I didn't feel anything very serious, but then he slowly took his fingers to the center of that area and I swore to see stars around my head. I moaned.

"It hurts a lot there," I said with my voice in and my eyes tight.

His professional fingers were going up and I didn't feel that pain again until they pressed right in the center and in the middle. I growled again.

"There it also hurts," he said without having to wait for an answer, anyway I nodded, taking some air.

"Have you had any kind of powerful physical activity in the last few days? Sudden movements that could have affected the area?" he asked in a firm voice.

"I really don't know what the exercise is my forte, so I don't know how this happened to me, maybe I carried something too heavy, I don't remember," I sank my face on the defeated stretcher.

I stopped feeling his warm touch on my back, but I didn't raise my head.

"Well, in my opinion and based on my experience, what you present is a disease called muscle distinctions due to the sensitive and inflamed sectors that I could notice on the examination.

"Is that serious?" I turned my head scared to see it from my position.

"You can get up," he said kindly, turning around. "No, Mary, it's not a serious thing, but obviously you have to deal with it." A muscle distension is the partial or complete tearing of muscle fibers, which break, to a greater or lesser extent, depending on the violence and cause of the injury to the back, the symptoms can last from a few days to several weeks - he sat in his reclining chair.

I was about to finish fastening my white student blouse.

What would be the procedure then? Because the symptoms have clearly lasted for me for a few weeks. - I carefully lowered the stretcher and went to the chair.

I'll give you medication. That will relieve the pain a lot and deflate the area. You will be able to sleep better and rest..." he crossed his fingers in front of his mouth, resting his elbows on the desk. In addition, you will have to have a routine check-up to rule out other diseases that could be affecting you and thus rule out another cause of the pain, finally you will have to visit me regularly, you need therapeutic massages to be able to relax the area and relax the affected muscles. Fortunately, the care is not serious, if we treat it on time.

"Yes, of course." I understood that I had to leave.

Standing up, I hung my backpack on my right shoulder.

"Have a nice day," his voice sneaked into my mind again.

"Alike," I blinked a couple of times and feeling stupid, I turned around at the door.

On the way home in the taxi, his face inevitably passed in front of my eyes like a slide. I still didn't understand what the hell was going on with me.

When I got home around seven o'clock, I found this empty one. I turned on some lights and went up to my room. I turn on the TV and let myself fall softly into bed. I'm in paradise. I thought.

Minutes later I felt how the melody of my cell phone sounded somewhere in my backpack, even with my eyes closed I allowed it to sound for a few moments until I deigned to answer.

"Jessica," he said.

"Are you at home?" he asked.

"I arrived a few minutes ago," I looked at the clock on the bedside table.

"How did it go?"

"I'll tell you details when you're here." But nothing serious, quiet, I just had to spend money on medicines.

"Okay, we'll talk better there, I'll be around ten o'clock, I'll have dinner with Rafa and...

"Yes, I'll cook something here too." Don't worry.

"Well, we'll talk later, bye," he got back.

I dropped the device next to me as I blinked looking at the white ceiling.

When I left the medical visit, I immediately did what I owed. I went through the medications and later made an appointment with Dr. Cristian Frezer who specializes in kinesiology.

I had to find it again. I felt a strange oppression in my chest as a result of that thought, bewildered I got up as fast as my back allowed. I needed a shower and calm my head a little.

~•~•~•

"You're strange today," I heard Renata say.

We were lying in the green and grassy sector of the school.

"Why do you say that?" I smiled and turned my eyes. "I'm the same as always and even better since the medicine has been noticed." The pain was much lighter.

"Yes, I know," his eyes said, looking suspiciously, "But you're more thoughtful...

I smiled again, knowing that maybe she was right, she had known me forever, so it might well be that she realized things that not even I myself had noticed before. And yes, I had to admit it, Thursday's appointment brought me something disturbing.

I looked at her willing to be honest, but before saying a word my cell phone was present.

"Hello, Thomas," Renata opened her big blue eyes next to me and smiled hitting my arm.

— Mary! How was everything? - it was heard on the mobile very lively.

-Everything is very good, even in class, but there is little left. How are you? Is something going on? - I frowned.

"Scratch!" It's true. I forget that you are still at school - there was a silence - it's okay, don't worry. I just wanted to ask you for a little help this afternoon, I have to buy a gift for my parents for their anniversary and I could use a help.

Oh, of course. Delighted—I let go of a laugh, I had a great time with him—

"Will I pick you up at your house around five?" he said excitedly.

"It would be perfect... see you there then."

"That's it, bye..." he quit.

I kept the pink cell phone in my backpack again.

"Did he invite you to a date?" Renata said, making idiotic gestures.

"Of course not, you know not," I said that.

"I suspect that he will never be able to get close to you, he is a coward because I know he likes you, but on the other hand you are also very silly, what's wrong with you insinuating a boy?" he hummed annoyed.

What do you lose? Nothing. What do you want? Maybe a lot. - I end up saying very serious.

She couldn't understand that I didn't have that kind of feelings for Thomas.

I just ignored his words and continued as if nothing happened. There was no point in discussing that point with her. So we better talk about other trivialities, until it was too late and the glorious departure time was finally present. Without further ado, we said goodbye affectionately taking each of our courses, one block from the establishment I was already taking the taxi that would leave me at home.

When I was inside, I quickly climbed the stairs until I reached my room, dropped my backpack on the bed and took off my uniform, left with only what was necessary and entered my closet looking for the right thing. It was already running a little wind, so obviously later it would get a little worse, the autumn season was quite complicated. However, there was not much time to decide, I achieved some dark jeans, a pair of brown boots, a t-shirt and finally the down jacket. I didn't need that on my shoulders anymore. But of course I wouldn't wear it until it was necessary... it wasn't so cold either.

Anyway, the point was to be ready, wasn't it?

I went into the bathroom, with my long hair, went through my eyelashes with a mask and to end up looking for a small bag in which to put my wallet and mobile phone. I made the transfer of my backpack, took my feather outfit out of bed and I was ready, I went down to the first floor. Apparently I hadn't arrived yet... I went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water in a relaxed manner. At that moment, the phone on the wall rang.

I took it and when I checked that it was Thomas, I set out. I took the keys to the entrance, being completely ready.

And there I was parked outside my house. A slightly small but cute and very clean gray p***y. Thomas was already out of him waiting for me. I was talking on my cell phone on my back and I dedicated myself to watching it for a few moments.

My friend is very handsome, no one can argue about that, his hair is dark brown and contrasts perfectly with his pale skin, he also has beautiful brown eyes and a very nice body. He turned around and smiled. A pretty beautiful smile too. Perhaps if I didn't know him so many years ago, I could appreciate all those physical qualities much more.

Don't worry about that, Dad. I'll be there for dinner, see you later, okay?

I raised my funny eyebrows while he looked at me. Apparently they were scolding him.

His deep green eyes bowed slightly and I felt that I could even read my thoughts. My body was the victim of a chill. I f****d hard.

"By the way," he smiled openly gracefully as he relaxed his body backwards, "don't worry about massages, here we have specialized machinery and I assure you he will relax your back much more than any pair of fingers." Obviously I will be corroborating that work to see how you progress in the treatment.

I swallowed hard again and smiled without showing my teeth. Nervous.

"I understand," I said the speech, he took a white leaf notebook with the logo of the establishment on one side.

"These are the medicines," he stretched out the paper, his handwriting was horrible, "you must take a capsule every 24 hours..." I felt looking at the sheet trying to understand something... "the time of your next appointment you must take it at the reception."

When he stopped talking and saved his cell phone, he came to kiss my cheek.

My father. He is preparing a surprise dinner for him. "He said standing in front of me.

"That's very tender of you, how old are they?" I stepped aside and went to the co-driver's door.

"I think about twenty years of marriage..." I took a few steps to get into the car.

When we were inside, we fasten our belts and leave.

Do you have anything in mind to give them?

Absolutely not. I'll need a lot of help today..." he smiled. I gladly answered him in the same way by denying with my head -- how did you fare to the doctor? - he asked focused on the road.

The first thought I crossed my head was: "How can he know about that?" Then I remembered that he has a lot of contact with Rafa and he has with my sister. Obviously.

"There's nothing to worry about, I have something I don't remember his name but it will be solved with medications and muscle massages," I put my open hands on my thighs.

The mere fact of talking about something related to the doctor made my stomach a nerve. That was very stupid of me, since I have only seen it once in my life, so I controlled myself and set out to relax again.

With Thomas, the next few minutes of the trip were really pleasant, in part we dedicated ourselves to thinking about his parents' gift something that was not easy at all and talking about everything related to his trip, very interesting by the way. This appointment between friends kept us busy until about 8:00 pm. Then he left me at home, continued to chat with Jess and then went back to bed. Life is sometimes very tedious, or rather repetitive.

The next day I was waking up with more courage, the capsules were really good and I was able to sleep better and better, I was sure that this would end soon. Even if I hadn't already made the appointment today at the medical center, I don't think it would be necessary.

When my feet slipped down the carpet I eagerly went to the shower, being there I could no longer go out, I thought it had been longer than necessary and apparently that's how it was, I knew it when Jessica's voice interrupted my warm bathroom. So I had to go out.

I went for my uniform and in record time I was already ready and perfect on my body, with the dryer I left my hair more tidy and dry, I slowly went down the stairs taking care not to do anything abrupt like running down as I did daily, although I already felt much better I didn't want to take any chances. I went straight to the kitchen, my sister was leaving there...

"In two minutes outside," he went by my side.

With my backpack hanging from my shoulder and a folder on my arm, I served a glass of milk and drank it with a single drink, I took a cereal bar from the pantry and finally the medicine that corresponded in the morning, I drank it and in two minutes I was getting on Jessica's car.

Already installed with my almost finished cereal bar, my sister spoke.

"Don't forget the doctor today, I know you feel like new but the massage must also be important, I researched on the internet and everything goes hand in hand, you should even be at rest." He tried to scold me.

"He didn't say anything about rest, so nothing about rest," he raised his eyebrows. "I put my hand over his shoulder. "Don't worry, okay?" "Everything is fine," I smiled amicably. "And I will definitely not forget."

Definitely not.