ALLY:
Dr. Moon was looking sexy- as always. Admittedly, he was only wearing his lab coat with his badge, his stethoscope with a black flexible tube around his neck, the biannural piece and eartips on one shoulder, and the bell and chestpiece on the other shoulder, a blue dress shirt, a pair of black slacks and black dress shoes. His hair looked good. And on his lab coat, I was staring at his badge, a green one with the South Miami Baptist Hospital logo, and on the bottom, it said, Austin Moon, Family practioner. And the picture on his badge though- holy shit.
It was as hot as a dragon with a fever, even higher than mine when I first came in. He was staring into my eyes and I was looking into his brown puppy-like eyes. He was, without a doubt, the hottest doctor I'd ever seen. He was the most flawless guy I'd ever seen- he was attractive, I happened to like men in uniforms, he was successful and obviously smart. I had always seen myself as asexual until I met him. In my dream, I was saying in a prostitute kind of way,
"Doctor, I feel kind of sick. (I let out a very sultry cough). Can you maybe, (I let out another very sultry cough) take care of me, in bed?"
He was saying seductively,
"Well, if you're sick, you should go to bed. I'll be up to take care of you."
He clapped his hands saying,
"Allison?"
I snapped back to reality.
"Mm-hmm?"
"Is everything OK?"
"Yeah. I just kind of got lost in my thoughts. Forgive me for staring, doctor, but you're very attractive."
He smiled and chortled.
"Oh, well, Thank you."
He asked me,
"Would you like to go on a date with me? Ally Dawson, I've had a crush on you since I was in high school, I love your music, I respect you a lot and I want to get to know you as a person instead of just a patient."
I smiled.
"Of course, Doctor. I deeply and generally appreciate you helping me."
He said,
"Nothing but the best for my patients. If you have recovered, it means I've done my job properly."
I stared at the attractive doctor in front of me.
"I also admire you. You're young and you're smart, successful and you generally care about patients."
He laughed.
"I care more about patients than my salary."
I asked,
"What kind of date did you have in mind?"
He said,
"Well, I was kind of thinking we could get dinner and some wine at the Masso Estate Winery."
I said,
"That sounds amazing! I love that place! I haven't had wine since before I had my tonsillitis."
He said,
"Well, I certainly hope you didn't drink alcohol when you were sick. Alcohol can leave sick people feeling dehydrated."
I laughed.
"Of course. I just stuck to water and tea with honey and lemon."
"I'm also glad you got the flu injection as I urged you to. By the way, how did you come down with tonsillitis?"
I said,
"I was at my job at Tiffany and there was a woman who brought her sick toddler-aged son and he accidentally coughed on me, and then coincidentally it started raining and I ran home in the rain. And a day after that, I had throat pain and was starting to lose my voice, then after that, it was followed by a wet cough, loss of appetite and trouble swallowing, bouts of discomfort, I couldn't breathe through my nose, especially at night, and I was snoring and it was hard to breathe at night, spells of fatigue and dizziness and I was throwing up- and occasionally my vomit would have blood in it."
He said,
"That's not good. At least you're all better now."
I said,
"On another note, what time do you want me to meet you?"
"Well, I typically work from seven to four everyday, so I thought we could meet at six at the Masso Estate Winery tomorrow."
I said,
"Sounds great."
I was so excited for my date with my hot doctor. I hopped on a bus and came home, and I could hear Trish saying,
"Ally tenía que tener sus amígdalas, pero lo está haciendo mucho mejor ahora."
"Pobre cosita. Si ella estaba enferma, ¿por qué no acaba de llamar a su mami? Ella es una enfermera."
"Mami trabaja con niños sólo, a través de."
"Bien punto."
and Trish was just sitting on the couch wearing a bluish-purple tank top with Aladdin and Jasmine staring romantically at each other and Jasmine in on a balcony, bluish-violet sweatpants, and using her laptop.
"Hablar del demonio. Ally acaba de entrar. Hey, Ally."
"Hey, Trish. Who are you video chatting with?"
"My abuela."
Trish turned her laptop over, where she was on skype with her maternal grandma, Guadalupe Garcia, who lived with her parents and her younger brother, JJ. She had been living with them for fourteen years after being hospitalized for cardiac arrest, and she had a huge debt after her surgery (I didn't understand it, she worked as a housekeeper,) so she moved here in Miami from Mexico City and worked as a stay-at-home grandma. She literally understood nothing in english, she only spoke spanish. Sometimes it was hard to carry on a conversation with her, and I always needed Trish to help translate, but I loved her.
"Hola, Ally."
"Hola, Sra. Garcia."
"¿Cómo fue tu cita con el médico? Trish dijo que estabas muy enferma con amigdalitis y tuvo que se los quiten. Debe haber sido una experiencia atemorizante para tu."
I asked Trish,
"Trish, what's she saying?"
Trish said,
"She asked how your doctor's appointment went, and she said that I told her you were really sick with tonsillitis and had to have your tonsils out. She also commented that she thought it might be scary for you."
I was at least somewhat fluent in spanish, because I said,
"Fue un poco de miedo por mí, pero ya se sabe, doctor sabe mejor. Pero para responder a su primera pregunta, mi cita con mi nuevo médico fue muy bien. Él es joven, pero sabe lo que está haciendo."
Trish was looking at me with slightly tantalizing eyes.
"Ella está enamorada de él, también."
"Yes, thank you, Trish. Which reminds me, he asked me out."
"Ooh, I think Ally has a boyfriend on her hands."
I said,
"I generally like Dr. Moon. Not just because he cured me, but because he's a young doctor, which means he's smart, he's successful and he actually said himself that he cares more about patients than his salary."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Happy New Year 2016 everyone! I hope this year, for once, slows down. 2015 went by in a blink, am I right?
