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I sat at my desk looking around the room distracted a little, ruminating about everything and
anything. My mind tended to work overload when I was highly stressed, and this was one of
those moments. My long red curls were tied fiercely into a long french plait, which went right down my back.
I had just spent the best part of three hours writing out reports and organising rota's, and I still
had so much to do. Sighing in frustration, I tried to relax a little and stood up, stretching. My
office was tucked away in a neat little corner of the hospital, close to my wards, for easy access
I guess.
Having only been Matron for a matter of weeks, I was still getting upto speed with it all and
figuring out what was required in my new role.
It had taken me just over ten years to get where I was now, a highly respected position. As
Matron I oversaw two wards, urology and gynaecology. My nursing staff were amazing though,
and making my job easier, which helped.
I smoothed the front of my seriously smart dark blue uniform, my green eyes taking in the details of the room, yet again and picked up a stack of papers from the desk. I loved my new uniform, it made me a feel very grown up and in charge. Plus it really did accentuate my curves. With one last glance out of the window I set off to the gynae ward to introduce myself to the
student nurses and student doctors that were due to start today. I was nervous as hell, so
goodness only knows how they must have been feeling, especially as.for some of them, it would
be their first ever day working on an actual ward, with actual patients.
I pushed open the staffroom door and was greeted by a sea of nervous, but smiling faces. I
looked them over briefly, taking in my new staff members.
A young male caught my eye, out of all the others, he was the only one who stood out.
Slightly longer hair, the most beautiful shiny ebony colour. It curled around his ears and at the
back of his neck. But it was his eyes that gripped me. They were the most incredible icey blue.
Crystal clear, and super sharp and observant. He was nicely built, well, what I could see with his
doctors jacket on. He was tall, oh so tall, pushing 6'2 or maybe taller. He really was beautiful. I
tore my eyes away with great difficulty. He couldn't be more than 23years old, which made him
nearly a decade my junior.
Looking on at the faces in front of me, trying not to stare at this student doctor to much.
I took in a huge, shaky breath, and launched into assigned jobs. This day was going to be
hard....

 

[DanFS]

Peter Rhodes

Peter stood with the other student Doctors and Nurses, waiting for the Matron to come out of her Office, and into the Gynae Ward, to meet them all, and assign their initial tasks.
It seemed that no-one on the ward really knew the Matron very well.
She had only been in her post a few weeks, so he had been told, when he tried to find out more about her.
One thing that was made clear – she was no pushover. If you didn’t pull your weight, you were going to be left in no doubt about it!

As he examined his peers, they were the usual group of nervous young professionals, trying to act as seasoned practitioners, when in reality there were all probably as nervous as he was.

He had swept his hand through his black mid length hair, pushing it away from his eyes.
‘I must get a haircut soon – if only I hadn’t gone out so late at the weekend, I’d have had time to do it, and look more serious’.
He thought to himself.

He looked around at the group he was in.
Four women and two men.
There was a young woman in a white doctor’s coat just like his, who he assumed was another student doctor and the others were all dressed in standard-looking nursing scrubs, which instantly told you the wearer was a Nurse.

The doctor was an attractive blonde, with her hair pulled back into a high ponytail, and soft brown eyes, with a mouth that seemed slightly too small for her face.
She looked over as he appraised her, and quickly looked away, obviously not wanting to talk.

‘Probably nervous, but maybe thinks she’s too good to speak to me.’ He thought.
‘Nice tits though!’ He added, mentally.

As he glanced over at the nurses, they seemed to know each other at least to the point they were on first name terms.

Just as he wondered what his assignment would be, the Matron stepped into the ward and strolled purposefully towards them.

As she approached, her could see her fire-red hair tied into a French plait, and her smart, crisp Matron’s uniform making it quite clear who was in charge. She all but marched up to the group, with all the confidence of a Sergeant-Major.

“Good Morning Students.” She greeted them, before looking at their name badges and assigning them to their tasks.
Since they would be working the wards alongside experienced doctors and nurses, they were to introduce themselves to those people when they arrived on-shift.
In the meantime, they were to introduce themselves to the patients and then think of any improvements to the ward, which could be adopted to make the working day easier.

As she turned to speak to Peter, he noticed her green eyes, which seemed to burn with determination.
The other student Doctor – whose name he missed, as he had been captivated by Matron’s firm curvy figure and bright green eyes, had been assigned with two of the other nurses, to Urology, and the other two nurses, a male and female had been assigned to this Ward, Gynaecology.
They had already begun to visit each patient in turn, introducing themselves and attempting to put the patients at ease, as all good nurses do.

As Peter looked from her chest back up to her face, he wondered what his assignment would be.

 

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The day had been insane! Obviously tons of work looking after all of my Patients, Paperwork galore, and supporting the new Students. Whilst the Nursing Students were absolutly My responsibility, the Student DR's were not here to be taught by me and the rest of my Nursing Staff, they were the Consultants new minions. They were, however, guided and given instructions on what to do by myself. I was also there to make sure they didn't kill anyone!
The day had gone on like any other really. Busy and hardwork. The Students looked like they had run a marathon, My regular Staff looked harrassed and Shattered. I was just weary.
To be fair to them, the two Students Nurses were on their 2nd year at university and quite versed with placements in hospital Settings, and would have already compleated two long Placements in their first year. This helped me quite alot as they had a pretty good understanding how a hospital Ward functioned.

The Student Dr, Peter Rhodes, was on his first Proper placement. He was only in his Second year Studying medicine, and now on his 12 week longitudinal integrated clinical placement, also known as his LICP1. He would have done a few general praction Placements, but this one was the big deal. This might give him some idea going forwards on what he might want to specialise in, as well as giving him proper hards on experiance.

I had flicked briefly through his notes, just to get a general idea who would be working on my Wards. I was sat at the nurses Station, surveying my domain. Student Dr Rhodes was currently doing ward rounds with the consultant, Dr Shaw, who was responsible for teaching Peter the ropes, as it were.

Peter's eyes were Sharp and bright, taking in every little thing on the ward, as well as taking in everything Dr Shaw was telling him. However I noticed every now and again Peter glanced up and locked eyes with me, and they continued to Stare, crystal blue eyes locked with my bright green ones, Until I blushed furiously and tore my gaze away.

God knows how I managed to focus on my work during the day, Somehow Peter managed to monopolise my thoughts during the 12 hour shift, and I found I could think of nothing else. Well, nothing Pg rated and certainly nothing to do with work!

Thankfully though the shift was nearly over, and I could get back to my lovely cosy flat and Wash the day away. The Staff on the same shift pattern as I was had one more 12hour shift, then three days off. Generally, the 3on/3off patten worked well and I was definitely used to it now. As a Stroke of luck, the three days we had off fell over the weekend. Because of this we decided to meet up on the Saturday evening for a few drinks and to relax and enjoy the break! The staff had invited the students along, and all I kept thinking was that I would have to be on my best behaviour and try and Stay away from the handsome Student Dr.

Weirdly though, I didnt want to Stay away. I had felt his eyes all over me throughout the day and it made my Skin prickle. He was young, but I didnt care. He was one of my students, but again, I didnt care.

I Started counting down the hours to our evening out. If I wasnt careful, this could get messy. In more ways than one...

 

[DanFS]

The more experienced Student Doctors had warned me that the LICP1 placement was very tiring, but that it was well worth it. The steep learning curve and sense of achievement made it a most worthwhile venture.

Dr. Shaw was a fantastic teacher. In his mind, there were no stupid questions, although he did glare at you over the top of his glasses, if you were ‘a bit slow on the uptake’, or not paying attention. The shifts were tiring, but I recognised invaluable experience when I saw it.

Every now and then, I glanced over to the Nurse’s Station, where Matron was sat, keeping an eye on everything.
A few times our eyes met, and her deep green eyes held my gaze.
Although I don’t normally find many older women attractive, she was only fifteen or so years older than me, I’d guess, but it was obvious she hid a trim figure under her smart Matron’s uniform.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I stared to wonder what underwear she wore beneath it, and whether she wore any underwear, as I couldn’t discern the lines of either hi-leg or mini briefs…maybe she wore a thong?
She certainly has the ass for it, nice and firm, and not too skinny either.

“Dr. Rhodes?” Dr. Shaw intoned, as I was summoned back to the here and now, from being distracted by Matron’s pert derriere, as she reached over the desk for a pen.
“Ummm…Sorry Dr. Shaw, you were saying?” I tried to recover.
“Keep up, man…I was just saying to Mrs. Williams here, about the dangers of Sepsis, and how we watch for them. What would you like to add?”
I’d been rumbled, not listening to the conversation, and now had both Dr. Shaw and an expectant patient waiting for me reply.
“Well, we are particularly alert to the signs, Mrs. Williams – the six usual signs are:
Fever and chills, very low body temperature, peeing less than normal, rapid pulse, rapid breathing, nausea and vomiting, and diarrhoea. Some people also seem confused in addition to these symptoms.”

After a short pause I continued with “We monitor your condition and if we see any of those - we look for an obvious cause. If we can’t find one, we start treating you for Sepsis, with intravenous antibiotics, before it even gets a chance to advance to Septicaemia. You’re in very safe hands here.”
My attempt to reassure her, met with Dr. Shaw’s approval, as he nodded and patted her arm in a fatherly gesture.
“Quite right, Dr. Rhodes, quite right!”
We excused ourselves from Mrs. Williams’ bedside and continued on our rounds, chatting to and reassuring the other women under our care, and their families.

Every now and then, when I thought I could sneak a glance, I found my attention drawn again to Matron, and watched her at work. I think she caught me staring as she looked up whilst writing some notes, and her expression was difficult to read, but she didn’t seem annoyed, rather I thought I saw amusement. I could see some colour rising on her cheeks, so I returned my attention to Dr. Shaw and another patient, with whom we were reviewing her Birthing Plan, making sure the whole team understood her wishes.

The rest of the shift was uneventful, and at the end of the it, Michelle mentioned there was an evening out planned over the weekend, as we all had three days off, until the start of our next three-day shift.
She seemed quite keen to socialise, and I had to admit, it wouldn’t hurt to get to know my colleagues a little better.
Who knows, perhaps Matron will be there, and I could ease the boredom of living alone by trying to find out more about her.
I had surprised myself, being seemingly bewitched by this slightly-older woman, but there was definitely something about her, although I couldn’t quite put my finger on it…