Finding My Soul

Today was the first time that I was seen by my doctor. Usually, I would be seen by his nurse practitioner Terry. I still didn't feel well so I had to set up my appointment for that afternoon after going to work. I still felt a bit sluggish this morning. I had pressure in my sinuses, a sore throat, and my voice kept going in and out this morning. It wasn't good. I did what I could at work to work through it. Anyway, I went over to the doctor and sat in the office. I overheard Benny talking to Terry and a male voice was in the other room. I wasn't sure but I figured it out. Benny was extremely juggling the phone, so I was never really able to pay for my co-pay. The door opened and standing there was this tall, gorgeous man who looked like he walked out of a modeling shoot for GQ Magazine. He reminds me of an actor, that I can't recall his name at the moment, but I see the guys face in my mind. He has dark brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He wore this white, blue and brown striped collared shirt that was slightly tucked. He wore what appeared to be brown leather pants. He sat down in his desk. At first I wasn't sure it was him, but as soon as he sat down at the desk, I realized it was him. You know when someone owns something and you see that they own. It's like he commanded it and it was definitely his. I don't know if I'm explaining it right, but if you know what I mean that's all that matters. Anyway, he asked me how I was and I told him how I was feeling. He had me go sit on the examination table so that he can further... well um... examine me. He checked my blood pressure and went to the computer on the side to check something out. He had his back turned towards to me. Of course, I looked down and checked out his rear end. He didn't have a noticeably nice ass, but then again the pants doesn't show it very well. Anyway, he saw that my bp was 130/91 in which he said was a little high. He asked me if I was taking a decongestant and I told him that I was taking Mucinex DM. That's when he said that decongestants tend to increase blood pressure. He also put a thermometer under my tongue while taking my blood pressure and said that I was not running a fever and that my temperature was normal. It was at this time that I was able to gaze into his gorgeous blue eyes. Oh God, do I love blue eyes. I drifted down his face from his eyes, nose, mouth, chin, scruffiness down to his neck as I settled on the black and gray hairs that nestled between the open space of his unbuttoned collar. I'm not so much into hairy chests but I can definitely adapt since Isaac also has a hairy chest, but that's a guy of a different story. Anyway, he took out his equipment to check my ears, throat and made me say "Ahh", and also checked my nostrils. He said that the antibiotics don't kill the virus and mentioned that I still had the virus. He said that the only thing that I can do is let the virus die out. He sat down at his desk and wrote me a note for the next two days off of rest. I thanked him as he handed me the note and left his office closing the door after. I went up to Benny to pay my copay and then proceeded on out to my car. My head still hurts, but I proceeded on home. I couldn't stop thinking about how hot my doctor is. I'm going to look for a picture of the actor with similar facial appearances.