Boom. The notion of possibly contracting an STD felt like a grenade exploding in my face, and it brought me to my knees with a mixture of fear and disgust.
“Doc, you alright?”
“AHHH!! Why didn’t I think of that sooner? Oh. My. God! I slept with that man while he was f*****g your ex. What if he contracted something and then gave it to me!? Oh my god, I need to get tested! I was so preoccupied with getting my revenge that I didn’t realize I might have a f*****g STD because of them!” I sprang to my feet and grabbed my purse, intent on running out.
“Whoa! Doc, calm down. Freaking out isn’t going to solve your problems. In any case, if you go to some random clinic to get tested, I highly doubt your results would come back fast enough. Come with me, I have a friend who works as a disease spec
