From Mountains to Lone Stars

Matt and I had been doing well lately. Ever since I had switched halls, we were able to be open about our relationship and it felt amazing. The only complaint I had was that I hadn't met his best friends yet... well other than Johnny. But as it turned out, Johnny was my new hall director. He was freaking hilarious though. He was a short guy with a red mohawk but loved to talk shit and joke around, but he was also the nicest person I knew.

"Alexis, are you listening to my questions," the doctor asked as I finally zoned back in to my appointment. They were about to do an MRI and ultrasound on me to see if the cancer was gone.

"Sorry, I was distracted. Can you repeat that?"

The doctor chuckled. "We're going to the MRI right now. They're about to give you the dye that makes you feel very warm and that should take about an hour. After that, we'll do the ultrasound. Now, we should get your results from the MRI back today. I'll call you with the results."

I nodded as she handed me a gown to change into. I hated that dye. It didn't feel like it was warm; it made you feel like you were peeing yourself. And I knew this... I knew this, but every time, I thought I was peeing myself and felt compelled to tell the nurse. The nurse always said it was the dye, but then I had to frantically feel around my vagina area to make sure that a grown ass woman hadn't peed herself.

"Alexis, are you ready?" A nurse said just as I sat back down, having changed into the most revealing piece of clothing ever.

"Yeah." The nurse smiled and inserted an IV into me. Instantly, the peeing sensation rushed through my body as I laid down so they could wheel me to the MRI room. I looked at the nurse and cringed.

"It's just the dye, honey."

I nodded as she wheeled me to the room, sneakily checking that everything was still dry. Of course it was. And then we were at the MRI room. MRIs were my least favorite medical exam other than a pelvic exam. I didn't understand that in years and years of medicine, doctors hadn't found a better way to examine the vagina and ovaries other than sticking a cotton swab and a magical camera wand up your vagina.
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"How did the doctor go?" Matt asked as I walked into his apartment. We had gotten more comfortable with me going to his place then him coming to mine. It was still a little weird, but the Bruce staff was chill that we were dating.

"It was okay. The doctor is supposed to call me some time within the next hour to let me know what the results are." I sat down on his couch and pulled out my Media Law and Ethics textbook. We were learning about the ethics of photojournalism today.

"Are you nervous?" Matt handed me a glass of water and sat down next to me, pulling out sheet music.

"Yes and no. I definitely don't think it's back, but the technician didn't make a good face during the ultrasound. I'm probably being paranoid." I set the glass of water on his coffee table and turned to face him.

He looked so good today. His hair was covered my a backwards cap and his hazel eyes were blazing. He was wearing a cutoff tee shirt with Pantera on the front. I had to smile at that. It was weird to think that this jazz studies student was a total metal head.

"What are you smiling about, Mav?" Matt tilted my chin up to look him in the eyes.

"You're just good looking."

He smiled, his dimples popping as he brought his mouth down to mine. I smiled against his lips but pulled away as my phone started to ring. I sighed as I saw the doctor's name flash across my phone.

"Hello?"

"Alexis, I have good news and bad news, and I think it's best if I just dive in. The good news is that you have no signs of cancer. Everything looks good and is healing up nicely. The bad news is that there is major scar tissue where your right ovary used to be. This may cause pain and I would advise against sexual intercourse until we can work that out. I'm sending a prescription to your physical therapist to work on that."

"Okay, thank you," I said and hung up. I wasn't entirely sure how to respond to that. On the one hand, cool, I didn't have cancer. On the other hand, I had major scarring. Then again, I was a virgin, and Matt and I hadn't talked about sex yet, so I guess that wasn't really an issue either.

"You alright?" Matt asked, stroking my hair.

"Yep, everything looked good."

He smiled. "Glad to hear that."

Notes

Kind of a filler chapter, but I needed it because sexy times are approaching soon