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Chapter 17 by Crayman Crayman

THE NEXT DAY...

Emily feels sick.

You awoke early in the morning when you heard Emily getting out of bed. You laid awake for some time and eventually decided to follow her to make sure she was okay. You found her sitting in front of the toilet. She looked up at you with a dead gaze. One glance at the toilet and you knew she'd been sick.

You spent the next few hours nursing Emily back to health... Or so you thought. Even as the **** passed through her system, Emily insisted that she still felt sick, but not from the ****. Worried, you arranged a doctors appointment for the afternoon. You arrived half an hour early and sat patiently with Emily in the waiting room, listening to the sick elder coughing and crying children. You eventually were asked to proceed through to the doctors office.

You walked into the room with Emily and sat down. Doctor Maxwell had been your doctor for several years now. He was a tall, thin man and quite young for a doctor.

"How can I help?" He asked with a warm smile.

"Emily has been sick all morning. We were out last night and she got pretty drunk, so I thought she was just hungover, but she's not getting better. It doesn't usually last this long either." You explained.

He gave you a dubious look then shrugged.

"Okay, sure. Let me take a look." He said. You heard the doubt in his voice.

Doctor Maxwell took Emily's temperature and asked her a few standard questions while tapping on his keyboard. During his questioning, he made Emily go to the bathroom for a urine sample which he labelled and stored.

"Yes it looks like you do have a temperature too. And you have pains in the stomach, as if you were on your cycle?" He nodded slowly as he continued to type.

"Have you had sex recently?" He asked. Emily looked at you then back at the doctor before nodding. You rubbed your neck awkwardly.

"Okay. You've been taking the pill for a few years now, correct?" He asked. Emily gave him the affirmative.

"Okay. From these symptoms, it looks like you may be allergic to the pill. It's not unheard of for an allergy to become known after such a long time... Although it's not certain, I'm going to ask that you stop taking the pill immediately. The risks of using them if you are allergic are too high and may result in you being unable to bare children." He explained sternly. You nodded slowly as you listened to your doctor. You gazed carefully at Emily who also seemed to be on the same page.

"As an alternative solution to the pill, have you thought about getting the bar?" He asked.

She shook her head slowly. "I haven't given it much thought." She admitted.

"It's a pretty safe solution. I'd give it some thought. You need to stop taking the pill. Keep in mind that this can result in mood swings and an increased libido. Anyway, that's all I can help with right now, I will call when we have the test results back. It could take up to a month unfortunately. Bed rest for now." He said with a smile as he stood up. The two of you stood with him and left the room. Emily looked at you, concerned.

"Should I make an appointment to get the bar?" She asked you. You could either make the appointment now, or wait until the doctor knows more information.

Do you make the appointment now or wait?

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