Amanda, Please Help Me?Part Two

Amanda told me that I would be going with her to see a gynecologist next Saturday morning. She then told me what to expect as he did a pelvic exam. It sounded stupid to me, and she went on to explain how we were going to cover it as a shopping trip. She also explained that Art’s father’s rubbers were probably way too old to be reliable and that she would get us a fresh supply.

Art wanted me to park in his sister’s car again that night and I told him “No way.” He just shrugged his shoulders and went on.

The wait was hard on me, and I mostly stayed in my room when I was home. I did my homework and almost nothing else. I even decided to pray for a period. But that didn't work either.

Friday night Amanda came home and reminded me about the exam. As if I could forget about it. She also told me to catch a specimen of my first urine of the day. She gave me a little plastic cup with a lid. She told me to be ready at nine because her parents would be there to sit with the girls.

The next morning it was a real trick to pee in the cup. Over at her house she gave me a pill to take. She said it would help make the exam easier for me.

We drove to Brockton and stopped at a little brown building right beside the hospital. It looked like somebody's house except that there was blacktop where the lawn should have been. I was feeling really relaxed and started to get out. Amanda told me that we had to wait for the doctor. She held me close and told me not to worry, that she would be there for me every step of the way, no matter what the outcome was.

The big black Cadillac pulled up beside us and we all went inside. The sign on the door read “Dr. Forest, Obstetrics and Gynecology.” Amanda got a hug and kiss in the waiting room. The doctor took my specimen and told Amanda to get me ready in room #1.

Everywhere I looked; there were baby pictures and models of pregnant bellies and stuff. I remember thinking to myself that if that doctor hadn't taken Amanda out, I would probably not need to be here right now. She made me empty my bladder again and told me to strip and put on one of those stupid gowns with the opening in the back. She told me to hop up onto the examining table and then she held my hand. She asked if I was nervous, and I said not really.

Dr. Forest came in and introduced himself. The first thing he did was to tell me that it was not uncommon for a girl my age to miss a period but that he might as well check it out anyway. Then he asked me many personal questions like when I had my first period and when was my last one, when the condom failure occurred, etc.? Amanda had warned me that he was going to ask those questions, and so they came as no shock. I was prepared for them.

Then he told me to lay back and scoot my bottom way down to the edge of the table. He and Amanda put my feet in the stirrups, and I felt as if I was spread wide open, for the world to see. He lifted my gown, squeezed my breasts, and asked if they were tender. This I didn’t expect. Next, he disappeared between my splayed legs, and I heard a rubber glove snap on. He asked me if Amanda had explained how the exam went and I said yes. Then he asked Amanda to hand him a speculum from the warmer. She got this big silver thing out of a drawer and handed it to him.

I remember seeing his hand covered in a brown rubber glove reaching for it. Then I felt fingers opening my labia further and suddenly, something warm filed me. He told me there would be a little pressure and I gasped as I felt it. He said he was done and just had to feel my uterus. He stood up and Amanda had a big blue and white tube of K-Y jelly and squeezed some on his fingers. He rubbed them together and I think he put two of them in me. Then he pressed my stomach hard. I felt as if I had to pee again and then the fingers inside touched something new to me. My eyes got wide, and Amanda told me that he was touching my cervix.

Suddenly, he said he was done and was snapping the gloves off. He told Amanda that I was a cool customer, especially for the first time. She told him the Librium probably had a lot to do with it. They both chuckled about that. That name was familiar. That was the stuff that they were giving mom to calm her nerves.

Amanda told me to get dressed and wait in the waiting room. I must have waited forty minutes, but I didn't care. Finally, they came out and I remember the doctor saying something about this little mess in Boston with Bill Baird. Amanda said she understood. She pecked him on the cheek, and we all left.

When we got to the car, I realized that there was no secretary or other patients around. Then I realized that it was Saturday. Then I asked Amanda, “Well, am I?”

“We won’t know ‘til the Monday after next.” She replied.

We went to the mall and Amanda made me drink coffee. Two cups and I don't like coffee. Then we walked from Gilchrest’s all the way to Bradlees and back. Then she made me do it again. My head was not as fuzzy anymore and she took me home.

On the way home, she stopped at the pharmacy and told me to wait in the car. She said she had a bone to pick with Mr. Polinski, the pharmacist. She came out with a large white bag. I still didn't care except to know if I was going to have a baby. Surely, my mother will kill me if I am. I know she will.

I told Mom that I couldn't find anything that I liked and that I didn't feel good, so I was going to lie down. I drifted off to sleep thinking how good it felt when Dr. Forest put his fingers in me with his gloves on.

Dad woke me up at 6:30 and asked if I wanted supper. I felt as though my mother was staring at me all the time and asked to be excused from the table. Dad started to say it was ok when Mom held up her hand and put it in his face. “Young lady, where did you go today?”

I told her to the mall.

“You will go to hell for lying to me. Now go to your room and don't show your face until you’re ready for church in the morning.”

I tried to explain but it was no use.

The next week was hell on me. Why did it have to take so long? I was a nervous wreck.

 Monday I was dreading the results, but Amanda's big smile said it all. I was not pregnant.

Amanda told me that she had to make some other arrangements due to the Comstock laws, but that shortly, I wouldn't have to worry about ever getting pregnant anymore. Until then I could use all the Trojans in her nightstand. And, as if to celebrate, I started my period that night.