HELPING HANDS

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The next months were uneventful and things gradually returned to normal. Danny made the track team and was excelling. Cindy began working a part-time job as a counter clerk at the college library. Nothing more was said about the physical.

One afternoon, Danny had an accident while running hurdles. His foot got caught on the top bar, throwing him off balance and sending him flying through the air. He instinctively put his hands out in front of himself to protect his head and face, and tore up his hands upon landing. Several teammates rushed to his aid, and the track coach personally took him to the clinic in town, concerned about broken bones. Coach had wrapped Danny's hands up with a couple towels as best he could, but Danny was in a lot of pain, and there was no question in his mind that he had, at the very least, skinned them up pretty bad.

Danny waited at the clinic for what seemed like an hour, but was finally called back to be triaged. As he entered the room, he immediately recognized Kat, and began to blush profusely.

"Hi Mr. Chapman, come on in and have a seat. I'm Kat. I'll be triaging you today," she advised, clearly not recognizing him.

Danny was a little surprised that she didn't remember him. Almost miffed really, but also somewhat relieved. So, he said nothing to refresh her memory. Kat unwrapped his hands and knew immediately he would require x-rays, right away.

"Well, that's quite a mess you've got there. What happened?" She queried.

Danny explained as Kat took notes. Kat completed her triage, wrapped Danny's hands back up, and advised he would need to go to the hospital for x-rays as the clinic was small and ill-equipped for serious injuries. She advised Danny that she would see about arranging transportation over to the hospital and guided him to a waiting area.

"Is there a bathroom I can use?" Danny asked just as Kat had almost completely exited the room.

"Hmmmmm, yes, but let me check with someone first. I'm not sure you want to get anything on your hands. They're pretty scbangd up. I'd be concerned about you getting an infection. I'll be right back," Kat advised.

Kat returned about five minutes later. "I probably should have asked before I left, but I assumed you needed to pee. Is that right? She questioned.

"Yes," Danny responded, a little red faced.

"OK, good. The doctor doesn't want you to get anything on your hands right now. So, I'll help you with that. You can follow me," she instructed.

Danny hesitantly followed her into the bathroom where Kat positioned him in front of the commode.

"The doctor wants a urine sample, so I'm just going to pull your shorts down and hold the cup for you," she explained as she hooked her thumbs on either side of the waistband of his shorts and briefs, pulling them down to the floor, completely exposing his genitals. "Keep your hands up, please," she instructed. Without any hesitation, Kat grabbed his penis and aimed it into the cup.

"Whenever you're ready," she advised patiently, as though this was something she did every day.

"I... I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous," Danny stuttered, noting that she hadn't closed the door behind them.

"No worries," Kat answered soothingly. "Take your time. Would you like me to run some water for you?"

Just then, Danny's stream began to flow. He wasn't sure what he should be doing or where he should be looking, but he did quickly glance at Kat's face and noticed she was just looking down at his penis, watching him pee, waiting for him to finish. After he had filled the specimen cup, Kat gently pinched the tip of his penis to stop the flow of urine, removed the cup, sitting it on the counter, and then released the flow, aiming his stream into the commode. After Danny had emptied his bladder, he shyly said, "That's good."

"OK, great," Kat replied, taking a tissue from the dispenser and dabbing the end of his penis with it. She pulled up his shorts, washed her hands, and guided Danny back to the waiting area. It wasn't until she washed her hands that Danny realized she hadn't been wearing any gloves while handling his penis. He thought the sensation of her touch seemed different from when Dr. Rosen had handled him, but he couldn't figure out why, and just chalked it up to wishful thinking.

"She really has no idea who I am," Danny said under his breath. "I guess Cindy was right. It was just another day at work for her," he reasoned.

Danny was transported to the hospital where x-rays were taken. The clinic had reached Cindy at the college library and advised her what had happened. She left work immediately and rushed to the hospital where she learned Danny's x-rays had come back positive. In addition to the severe abrasions, he had sprained his right, dominant, hand and had a hairline fracture in his left. He was sent home with a prescription for antibiotics for the abrasions, a pain reliever for the sprain, and was advised to keep his hands as dry, and immobilized as possible for the next several weeks.

Danny was puzzled by the news.

"How am I supposed to.... you know.... Shower, and pee?" He asked the doctor.

"Well, do you have anyone at home that can help you? Your mom or dad? A girlfriend? The doctor asked.

"No...," Danny started.

"I'm his sister," Cindy interjected. "I'll take care of him," she advised.

"Well, there you go Danny," the doctor exclaimed happily. "End of problem," he added smiling, and then wished Danny well, advising him there would be follow-up visits and that he would receive calls from scheduling.

Cindy got Danny into the car and they began their journey home.

"I don't know Cin, this is a really big ask. I don't want to impose on you like that," Danny explained. "Besides, you've got a full load of classes."

"Don't be silly Danny. Who else is going to do it?" Cindy replied sternly.

"Maybe we can hire a caretaker or something, for a couple weeks," Danny suggested.

"Nonsense. It'll be fine. If I decide it's too much for me, we'll look into hiring a caretaker. How does that sound?" She negotiated.

"OK, I guess. But I don't want you wiping my butt and stuff! This is going to be really weird," Danny bemoaned.