Catherine’s morning took an interesting turn when she checked her phone during her coffee break between patients. As usual, Ryan only texted her whenever he needed a favor.
Mom! Need help. Can I swing by the clinic? Swim team starts tomorrow. I want to join now. Coach said ok, but need medical form completed. Thx!!!
Reading the text immediately made Catherine cringe. Did Ryan expect her to rubber-stamp his form? Ethics are vitally important in the medical profession and over the course of her career as a physician, she had never bent rules.
And what was his deal wanting to join the swim team at the last minute? He was attending a religious university, following their Irish roots, and academics was supposed to be his top priority.
Sipping her coffee, Catherine texted a reply to her son.
I’ll squeeze you in at 11:45. We can have lunch after. Fair warning, you’re getting a FULL EXAM just like any other patient. x love, mom : )
Catherine giggled. If only she could have seen the look on her son’s face, knowing he’d be treated like everyone else. Frankly, she wouldn’t have been surprised if he canceled.
After all, what kind of son would want a physical examination from his own mother? She thought to herself, amused.
***
It was approximately 11:39 and Catherine finished seeing her last morning patient. Sure enough, when she went to the waiting room, still wearing her white coat, there he sat, like a perfect angel. In his hands were a packet of forms.
“You’re actually here,” she said, holding open the door to the clinical area. “I’m kind of impressed.”
“Of course I’m here,” he replied, confused by the assertion. “I need these forms filled out.”
“Then right this way, Mr. McMilton.”
Into the maze of hallways they went, towards Catherine’s exam room. She noticed that her son looked way too relaxed for something like this. Ryan hated doctor appointments. Obviously, he expected to get his medical forms signed without a thorough exam.
Sure enough, Ryan reached into his folder and produced a stack of papers held together with a metal clip.
“You’ll need to check the boxes, fill in some notes, then sign it.”
Catherine took the stack of medical forms and inspected them. “Why the sudden change of heart? I thought you decided not to join the team.”
“It’s a long story.”
“Well, we’re alone here,” she said, her eyes still scanning the pages.
“Okay, here it goes. Mom, I’m in love.”
Her eyes darted upward in surprise. “You’re what?”
“I’m in love with a girl from campus.”
“Wait, I didn’t know you were dating someone.”
“Well, we’re not officially dating yet, but we have a ‘thing’ going on,” he replied.
“A thing? What does that mean? Does she know you’re in love with her? Does she love you back?”
“It’s a long story,” he tried to explain. “She majors in sports science and is super busy. She works a lot with the sports teams.”
“And this is your way of spending more time with her?”
“When you say it like that, it sounds bad. But yeah, we’ll have more time together.”
Catherine sighed. “Ryan, the swim team is a huge commitment. What about your school work?”
“Don’t worry, mom. My grades are great and I love swimming. I workout all the time anyway, so I might as well do something that will look good on my grad school applications.”
“But still, joining for a woman you barely know? Are you turning into a stalker or something?”
“We know each other… um… really well…” he tried to explain delicately, while squinting and nodding his head. “This whole thing isn’t as crazy as it sounds. She wants to spend more time with me, too. We agreed that if I join the swim team, we’ll see each other more often.”