GUNNY'S PAIN
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Author's Note: This is going to be very different from what I have written in the past; as I will have several stories going at once. Sorry if it gets a bit confusing. I will be switching back and forth in the chapters between them. I have no idea where this is going, so just sit back and enjoy some mindless fun.
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Phelps Wildlife Area
Gunny was freezing. Why he agreed to go hunting with Tiner was beyond him. He would have much rather been at home, watching a football game. Tiner wanted to go hunting, so they went to Fauquier to the Phelps Wildlife Management Area.
"What the hell?" Gunny shouted and put his hand on his posterior.
"Gunny, I'm sorry." Tiner said running over.
"What was that?" Gunny asked as he rubbed his rear end and felt the dampness from blood.
"Umm, bee bee pellets." Tiner said.
"You shot me?" Gunny asked.
"Not on purpose. I was bringing the shotgun over here and I tripped." Tiner said.
"You tripped and I get hit in New Mexico again?" Gunny glared at him.
"Ah Gunny?" Tiner said confused. "We're in Virginia."
"Never mind Tiner, do you think you could get me a transport to the hospital?" Gunny snapped.
"Oh yes, right away." Tiner said running to the car.
"Excuse me," Gunny said to their guide, "I think I'll pass out now."
MARY WASHINGTON HOSPITAL
Gunny was wheeled into the emergency room 20 minutes later.
"What have we got?" Dr. Ashlyn Spaulding asked.
"Looks like buckshot in the posterior." The nurse replied.
"Let's take a look." Dr. Spaulding said. "Do we have a name?"
"Victor Galindez." The nurse said looking at the chart.
"Victor?" Ashlyn called out. "There you go. Wake up."
"Where am I?" Gunny asked as he came to.
"You're at Mary Washington Hospital. I'm Dr. Spaulding. I figured introductions were in order before I cut your pants off." Ashlyn smiled.
"Nice to meet you," Gunny grumbled. She cut Gunny's pants and placed a drape over everything but the side that had been shot.
"Hey Ash, they said I could find you here." Samantha Danaher said walking in. "Oops, sorry they didn't tell me you had a patient."
"Sam, next time knock first." Ashlyn admonished.
"Sorry, no one told me." Sam said. "What's that?"
"Sam, I have a patient here." Ashlyn said.
"I can see that." Sam said, admiring Gunny's rear. "Hey Ash, be careful. That's a nice one." She said with a wink as she left.
"Excuse me." Gunny interrupted. "Could I get some service here?"
"Sorry, I'll get right on it. I mean to it." Ashlyn laughed.
"How many people are going to see this?" Gunny mumbled.
"No one else, now relax, I am going to give you a local to dull the pain and you should be as good as new." Ashlyn told Gunny. "Would you prefer a general anesthetic?"
"A local is fine." Gunny said as he gritted his teeth.
About an hour later, Gunny was patched up. Ashlyn handed him a seating donut. "You may want to use this for a few days."
"Thanks." Gunny said walking to the door.
"Excuse me, Mr. Galindez," Ashlyn said. "You may not want to walk out of here like that."
"Tiner," Gunny called out. "Find me a pair of pants."
"You got it." Tiner said, he had no clue as to where he would find pants but he didn't want to say no to Gunny.
"So, Tiner is your…" Ashlyn asked but didn't know what to finish with.
"Co-worker," Gunny said. "We are in the service; I'm Gunnery Sergeant Victor Galindez. Call me Gunny."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Ashlyn Spaulding." Ashlyn replied.
"Knock, knock." Samantha said standing outside the door. "Ash, I need to get going. Come out here a sec."
Ashlyn went to talk to Sam, when she came back Gunny was standing there with the drape around him.
"Sorry about that." Ashlyn said.
"It's all rather casual here." Gunny said.
"Not really, it was quiet today. Thankfully, a busy ER's mean people are hurt." Ashlyn said.
"Oh, makes sense." Gunny said. "Where is Tiner?"
"Let me get you some scrubs." Ashlyn said, she returned a few minutes later, handed him the scrubs and waited outside. Once Gunny was dressed; Ashlyn came back in.
"Well, take care and try to use a bull's eye for target practice in the future." Ashlyn smiled.
"Thanks," Gunny replied and went to find Tiner, who was still wandering around looking for pants. "Tiner, let's go." Gunny said shaking his head.
"Oh you found pants." Tiner said. "I'll drive you home."
"Good idea Tiner, I really can't drive right now." Gunny said rolling his eyes.
GUNNY'S APARTMENT
Gunny made it inside his apartment unscathed. Tiner was doting on him like a mother hen. Gunny thought for sure one of them was going to end up dead. Luckily no body died.
"Tiner go home." Gunny said.
"Are you sure, I can stay and help you." Tiner replied.
"Tiner, GO HOME," Gunny ordered.
"Ok Gunny, I'll talk to you later." Tiner said. "Oh, I already advised the Admiral that you wouldn't be in tomorrow."
"What did you tell him? Gunny asked.
"That you sprained your ankle." Tiner replied sheepishly.
"Thanks, Tiner. See you later." Gunny said. "Much later," He added under his breath.
He put the donut on the couch and carefully eased into the seat. He then started to read the post care instructions Dr. Spaulding had provided.
1.No bathing for 24 hours
2.Change bandages as needed
3.Tylenol for pain
4. Consult primary care physician for follow up.
There was some other jargon typed and he casually glanced over it. It seemed easy enough. He then noticed some writing at the bottom of the page.
5.If you need anything page me. Ashlyn 540-555-8723.
Wow, Gunny thought. Isn't she a bold one? He suddenly had a mental picture of this woman in his head. She couldn't have been more than 35 and cute. Gunny reached for the phone. He dialed the pager number, waited for the beeps and entered in his number. She did say to page, Gunny thought with a smile. Ten minutes later, his phone rang.
"Galindez," He answered.
"This is Dr. Spaulding returning a page." Ashlyn said.
"Dr. Spaulding, this is Gunnery Sergeant Galindez, you umm, well I was a patient of yours earlier." Gunny said, he couldn't exactly say you picked my rear clean.
"Oh Gunny, hi how are you feeling?" Ashlyn asked.
"Fine ma'am; thanks for asking." Gunny said thinking of what to say next.
"Gunny was there something I could do for you?" Ashlyn asked.
"No, I just wanted to thank you for what you did." Gunny said.
"Oh, just doing my job. But it's always an honor to help a man in uniform." Ashlyn laughed.
"Well thanks again." Gunny said, unsure of where to take this call.
"Gunny, do you have someone there to change your bandages?" Ashlyn asked biting her tongue.
"I live alone." Gunny said.
"I'm almost done here; I could stop by on my way home." Ashlyn offered.
"I could be out of your way." Gunny replied.
"Not really, I live in Arlington and you live in Fairfax." Ashlyn replied.
"Yes, I do. How did you know that?" Gunny asked.
"Oh, it was on your chart." Ashlyn said quickly.
"Right, my chart," Gunny said.
"Well Gunny, I'll see you in about an hour." Ashlyn said and hung up.
Gunny hung up and looked around his apartment. He needed to clean up before she got there. It wasn't a mess but it had that lived in look. It took him about 30 minutes to straighten up. When he was done, he was exhausted. He sunk down into the chair, only to jump back up again. He forgot about his injury. He hobbled over to the couch and laid down on his stomach. He started to doze off, when he heard a knock.
"Coming," Gunny called out wearily as he opened the door.
"Hi, were you sleeping?" Ashlyn asked.
"Not really. This is very nice of you ma'am." Gunny said, inviting her in and offering her a seat.
"Not a problem, I believe patients should always follow up." Ashlyn said with a wink. "Now let me check that bandage."
"Ah, ma'am, I think it's ok." Gunny said.
"I'm the doctor here. I'll be the judge of that. If we were talking artillery, you could be the expert." Ashlyn teased.
"Ma'am it's just that…" Gunny began.
"Would you stop calling me ma'am? My name is Ashlyn." Ashlyn laughed.
"If I call you Ashlyn, I don't know if I can let you check." Gunny said turning red.
"Then call me Dr. Spaulding or Doc or anything else, but please stop calling me ma'am." Ashlyn said.
"Ok, Doc. I really think the bandages are ok. You don't need to check." Gunny was visibly red.
"Gunnery Sergeant, turn around and drop those pants." Ashlyn ordered tongue in cheek.
"You're rather no nonsense." Gunny laughed.
"I'm a doctor; I've seen hundreds of bottoms." Ashlyn replied. "Now seriously, let me check that for you."
"You're the Doc." Gunny said. He turned and lowered the scrubs he was still wearing.
"Looks good," Ashlyn said, although Gunny wasn't sure what she was referring to. "Gunny why don't you lie down on the couch, it would be easier."
Ashlyn got fresh bandages from her bag and changed Gunny's dressing.
"There all better." Ashlyn said.
"Thanks." Gunny replied, but he hadn't moved.
"Gunny, you can pull your pants up now, if you like." Ashlyn joked.
"Right," Gunny said. "Can I offer you something?"
"Sure, but how about you direct me. You should relax." Ashlyn said
"Glasses are above the stove and there are cold drinks in the fridge." Gunny replied as she walked into his kitchen. She returned with two sodas.
"Thanks," Gunny said. "So do you always make house calls?"
"Just for the special patients," Ashlyn replied as her pager rang. "Would you excuse me for a moment?" Ashlyn took out her cell phone and placed a call.
"Hey Sam, what's up?" Ashlyn asked.
"Where are you?" Sam asked.
"Tending to a patient; what do you need?" Ashlyn asked.
"I just wanted to let you know I just got an interview and I won't be home until tomorrow night." Sam replied.
"Where are you going?" Ashlyn asked.
"To meet a Navy man," Sam laughed. "Talk to you later."
"Ok, bye." Ashlyn said and hung up.
"Sam?" Gunny asked.
"Yes, Sam Danaher, my friend from the hospital." Ashlyn replied and Gunny looked relieved that Sam was a woman. "She wanted to let me to know she's going out of town."
"Do you need to go?" Gunny asked. "See her before she leaves?"
"Oh please, if I saw her off every time she left town, I would be doing nothing else." Ashlyn laughed. "So what were we talking about?"
"I don't remember." Gunny said.
"Neither to I." Ashlyn laughed.
"Would you be interested in dinner?" Gunny asked.
"Sure, that would be really nice. How about next week? When you can sit comfortably?" Ashlyn said.
"Sounds good," Gunny said.
"Ok, I'll call you." Ashlyn said.
Gunny didn't know how to respond. This woman took him totally by storm. They spent another hour chatting and then Ashlyn said she needed to go home. She promised to call Gunny the next day and check up on him. Gunny walked her to the door, thanked her again and said good night. Before she left, Ashlyn reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, leaving Gunny in a trance.