I Have a Crush on My Doctor

Is it because they're working to save my life, or because they've seen me naked?

Or, is it just me?

I've spent the better part of an hour searching the web for anything remotely close to what I've experienced. Failing to find anything, I've concluded that either (1) I'm suffering from an extremely severe emotional problem; or, (2) people aren't forthcoming about their feelings. Actually, I did find ONE -- God bless you, sister!

I truly debated whether or not to publish this post. Against my better judgement, I'm going to do it. But, I must first explain that I'm not a stalker nor a sexual deviant. So, here's my confession:

My good friend, Doug, knows that I usually end up getting a crush on one of my doctors. I'm not talking about my general practitioner, she's great! And, I've never had crushes on my dentist or ophthalmologist...but give me someone who cares for my heart or my breasts, and I'm melted butter!

Several years ago I was diagnosed with mitral valve prolapse which required a couple of cardiac catheterization procedures. I loved my cardiologist...he cared for my heart. Yes, I realize I'm talking about the blood pumping one and not the "feeling heart," like the little red ones with the frilly borders...but, to me, there is no difference. I loved going to see him, but he was too successful, and through the use of medications my condition improved and I no longer have a need to see him.

Along comes my breast cancer diagnosis. Once again, I'm in the midst of a full-blown infatuation for my surgeon! As I went on and on about his compassion and caring to Doug, he simply rolled his eyes and said, "Well, get over yourself, honey, that's his job!"

But he is a wonderful man who takes time to explain things to me, answer my questions thoroughly, and gives advice and recommendations to help me understand my DCIS and it's implications! And, he has very soft hands.

Perhaps it's simply that both of these doctors were interacting with me during very difficult times in my life about potentially life-threatening conditions. Or, perhaps I'm just a horny ole gal who has been married too long and just likes to flirt with them!

I'm in awe of doctors and their ability to heal, nurture and maintain professional integrity. I'd never do anything to compromise my care, as that is my main concern (and, I trust, that of my doctors). It's simply that I'm trying to get a grip on the reality of my breast cancer diagnosis and, at the same time, trying to overcome the emotions associated with the disease. It's possibly a diversion tactic to keep me from thinking about what may happen.

Whatever the reason, I just know that I owe my life to both of these men --- so how can I not feel a special bond with them?

Namaste,
Chele

P.S. I want to share my " Notes from the Universe," that I received today:

"There is no choice you've ever made, nor any you will ever make, that will limit you as much as you may fear. Nor even limit you at all. The Universe"

How cool is that? Thoughts become things... choose the good ones!