“Dr., I have pin worms,” said Jim.
Dr. Reid looked up from his clip board and cocked his head to one side. “Again? Are you sure?”
“Yeah. The itching starts at night. My anus. My anus is bleeding.”
Dr. Reid grew Jim a comforting smile, leaned over and merrily slapped the paper covered bed. “Get up here, tiger! Let’s have a look.”
Dr. Reid pulled on his latex gloves. He gently massaged Jim’s chiseled bum while slowly spreading his cheeks. He brought his nose dangerously close to Jim’s raw pucker. “Well, Jim..” Dr. Reid inhaled deeply. He closed his eyes and sniffed again. His quiver was barely noticeable. He slid his index finger just inside the anus, and Jim’s body tensed.
“Jim, you definitely have pin worms again. You have repeats for the Hydrocortisone I gave you? Use it.”
One day Jim would find out that he was merely applying moisturizing cream to his anus, thought Dr. Reid to himself, as he smelled his fingers.