Strip and Wait for Janet to Come Back with the Doctor

Hmm… Janet’s coming back soon, and the doctor too. You have a bright idea, and take off your clothes, after which you sit down on the hospital bed, and begin scrolling through your phone. Nothing too interesting going on, just a funny thing on the college meme page.

“Yes, so we’re going to require an additional sample,” the wisened voice says, and then the door opens to reveal a frowning old man in a lab coat. “Mr. Knight, you do realise that you may put your clothes on after your temperature’s been taken, right?”

Startled, you drop your phone onto the bed. “Um.. yes, doctor, sorry about that,” you say, and you scramble to get dressed. You notice that Janet doesn’t look very impressed with you.

“And Janet. I thought we had discussed this. We don’t take anal temperatures,” the doctor says. “I’m sure Alex doesn’t mind -“ you freeze and shake your head - “but it’s not standard practice. We don’t want any unnecessary lawsuits on our hands.”

“Of course,” Janet says, dipping her head at the doctor.

With that the doctor nods, and takes the clipboard that Janet passes him. He runs through some basic diagnostic questions - how you’ve been feeling, any symptoms, any pain, the same questions that you’ve had to answer during your stay in the hospital.

“Well, everything sounds alright to me,” the doctor says. “We’re just going to need a stool sample from you to make absolutely sure that there’s nothing left of the parasite in your system. Can you get it to us sometime before Friday night? Janet will take care of the details.” He gives the hot nurse a hard look, and then leaves the room, waving you goodbye.

“Why’d you get undressed? The doc’s gonna have my ass now,” Janet says, sitting down on the bed next to you.

“I kind of… thought that it might be helpful? For an examination?” you say. You realise as the words come out of your mouth that it’s not entirely convincing, and Janet’s raised eyebrow tells you that she agrees.

“Alright then. On to the stool sample then. It sounds kinda gross, but just poop into this container and fill out the labelling - it’s pretty self-explanatory, time, name, that kind of thing,” Janet says, handing you a small plastic box with a sticker-form stuck on its side. “Oh, and try to come in on Thursday, ‘cause I’ve got classes Friday and won’t be around.”

“Oh, you’re a student at Stonewall!” you say, surprised.

“Hmm..? Oh yeah, you didn’t realize?” Janet says. “Anyways, I’ve got other patients to go see. Bye.”

With that, she leaves the room, leaving you with your little box and a chemistry class to get to.

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