Dear Literotica: I Never Thought It Would Happen to Me

[bashfullyshameless]

So for several days last week and weekend, I had some mild stomach pain. At first I figured it was indigestion, but no, nothing like that... and then all through the day on Monday it got bad and just wouldn't go away.

By 6pm (Monday), I told my girlfriend -- lovely, tall, super smart redhead -- that I figured I should go to an urgent care center so we could figure out if this was something serious or no big deal. She drove me straight there. We were the only people there at that hour other than the staff, and our wait time lasted only as long as it took for us to fill out the paperwork. It took less time than that for the doctor to check me out and tell me I had all the classic symptoms of textbook appendicitis and that it was time for the ER.

That one involved a little more of a wait, but once I was admitted everyone took great care of me. The nurses were cool. The phlebotomist was cool. The CT scan guy was cool. The doc who told me, yup, no doubt about it, gotta pull your appendix in the morning? Cool.

But then SHE walked in. Tall. Slender. Wavy brown hair with blonde highlights, smooth skin on a young and oh so beautiful face. She walked in, looked down on me on my gurney like an angel and told me she was here to get some record-keeping done. My heart went pitter-patter.

She smiled. I smiled. Hell, even my girlfriend smiled.

And then I grabbed the vomit bag next to my gurney and puked into it right in front of her.

 

[glynndah]

Oh, you poor thing! I hope you're feeling better.

A from the good little witch.

I'll refrain from any snarky comments for a bit.

 

[Stella_Omega]

Aww baby, here's hoping your girlfriend forgives you for embarrassing the both of you in front of that angel.

But seriously, SO So SO glad you got in in time.

 

[bashfullyshameless]

I'll refrain from any snarky comments for a bit.

Why would you do that? I haven't.

(The thought's appreciated, though.)

 

[glynndah]

Why would you do that? I haven't.

(The thought's appreciated, though.)

I suppose we'll find out all about the threesome in your next thread.

 

[PennLady]

Glad you got help in time! And I'm sure you're not the first person to puke in front of her. She probably barely noticed. Feel better soon!

 

[lovecraft68]

They say timing is everything so for you that works twice.

The fortunate timing to get you there before it burst

And of course the timing of your little mishap.

Get some rest hope you feel better.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Appendix surgery was the easiest hospital trip I ever had (you don't want to break your jaw, is all I'm going to say about that ). And as painful as laughing out loud was, the English version of Who's Line Is It, Anyway? was a great stress releaver during my recovery.

Get better soon.

 

[NaokoSmith]

I really sympathise. When I was in hospital after the operation to replace knee ligaments I shredded playing rugby, one of the nurses kindly helped me wash my hair. She was really attractive and one of her buttons was coming undone, I shall leave you to imagine which one. As her bosom jiggled with her head-washing movements I did my best to avert my gaze.

I like to be here, queer, loud and proud but I really felt this was not the moment to come out.

 

[NekoParks]

So sorry to hear about your appendix... a friend of mine went in for appendix surgery and they wound up removing her gall bladder too. She was a lot more ill than she realized. I hope you are up and feeling better soon. Don't worry about your mishap in front of the young nurse. I used to volunteer at a hospital, and you wouldn't believe what I saw...trust me a little vomit is nothing...

 

[slyc_willie]

Appendix surgery was the easiest hospital trip I ever had (you don't want to break your jaw, is all I'm going to say about that ). And as painful as laughing out loud was, the English version of Who's Line Is It, Anyway? was a great stress releaver during my recovery.

Get better soon.

I really sympathise. When I was in hospital after the operation to replace knee ligaments I shredded playing rugby, one of the nurses kindly helped me wash my hair. She was really attractive and one of her buttons was coming undone, I shall leave you to imagine which one. As her bosom jiggled with her head-washing movements I did my best to avert my gaze.

I like to be here, queer, loud and proud but I really felt this was not the moment to come out.

When I suffered my first embolism, It was in Amsterdam and I was taken to a rather progressive hospital. My nurses and doctors all seemed to be of the opinion that I was going to die fairly soon, but they would do what they could to "fix" me. One of my nurses went so far as to suggest that I not put off any vacation plans if I could help it -- essentially telling me, "you're gonna die soon, so enjoy what little time you have left."

And then there was . . . Zoomer.

That's what her nametag read. She was a skinny little thing in her pale blue scrubs, with spiked-out brunette hair dyed a deep red. Alone among all the nurses, she had no doom-n-gloom remarks for me. She was so full of energy and optimism that I asked that no other nurse would tend to me. That didn't happen, of course.

At any rate, there was one point, after I had been bed-ridden for several days amid numerous surgeries to clear out the clots in my leg, in which I asked for a toothbrush and toothpaste. Zoomer was the one to bring it to me. Then she suggested I needed a bath.

Now, if this were a Lit story, it would have been much more erotic. As it happened, however, despite the fact that I lay completely naked in my bed while she sponged me all over -- yes, ALL over -- I never became aroused. But I was relaxed. Very relaxed. And anyone who knows about the male anatomy knows that when a man become relaxed . . . well, a certain part stands up.

Good for her, Zoomer just moved it aside and kept cleaning me. But I couldn't help but notice the little smile on her face.

When I left the hospital several days later, it was Zoomer who took me out to the waiting car. She gave me a kiss on the cheek.

 

[babylondementia]

get well soon,

and captin, glad to see your still on vacation

 

[THROBBS]

So for several days last week and weekend, I had some mild stomach pain. At first I figured it was indigestion, but no, nothing like that... and then all through the day on Monday it got bad and just wouldn't go away.

By 6pm (Monday), I told my girlfriend -- lovely, tall, super smart redhead -- that I figured I should go to an urgent care center so we could figure out if this was something serious or no big deal. She drove me straight there. We were the only people there at that hour other than the staff, and our wait time lasted only as long as it took for us to fill out the paperwork. It took less time than that for the doctor to check me out and tell me I had all the classic symptoms of textbook appendicitis and that it was time for the ER.

That one involved a little more of a wait, but once I was admitted everyone took great care of me. The nurses were cool. The phlebotomist was cool. The CT scan guy was cool. The doc who told me, yup, no doubt about it, gotta pull your appendix in the morning? Cool.

But then SHE walked in. Tall. Slender. Wavy brown hair with blonde highlights, smooth skin on a young and oh so beautiful face. She walked in, looked down on me on my gurney like an angel and told me she was here to get some record-keeping done. My heart went pitter-patter.

She smiled. I smiled. Hell, even my girlfriend smiled.

And then I grabbed the vomit bag next to my gurney and puked into it right in front of her.

A typical "never thought it would happen to me" BULLSHIT story!

"an urgent care center"..."We were the only people there at that hour other than the staff, and our wait time lasted only as long as it took for us to fill out the paperwork. It took less time than that for the doctor to check me out ..." "... a little more of a wait" pfft!

Cut with the preposterous fantasies!