Jon reluctantly stepped forward, and followed the doctor into one of the curtained areas.
“Please take a seat.” The doctor said, indicating the reclining chair of the ultrasound machine in the centre of the makeshift room. Jon climbed into the seat and the doctor produced a clipboard.
“Ok mr Gibson, I’m Dr Michaels, and I want to ask you a few questions if that’s ok?” Jon merely nodded, feeling a bit nervous about what was to come. Dr Michaels seemed to sense his unease.
“There’s nothing to worry about. I can imagine how uncomfortable this probably is for you. I won’t force you to do or answer anything you don’t want to. We’re merely just trying to find out more about this predicament. Is that ok?”
“Yes” Jon replied meekly, he felt a bit more at ease, but was still apprehensive about what was going to happen next.
The first few things were the standard name, date of birth, address questions, followed by a recounting of his morning discovery.
“Interesting, so not only do you have your mothers genitals, but it seems you also took her place in the bed as well” Dr Michaels mused as he jotted down some notes on his clipboard, “now tell me Jon, have you noticed anything else strange since this morning. One would assume that your hormones may have been affected by this change.”
“Not that I can tell” Jon replied with a shrug. Dr Michaels made some more notes.
“Ok, now if you’re comfortable with this, I’d like to take a look myself and see what we’re dealing with” He said.
Jon took a moment to think, on one hand he really didn’t want anybody to see him in his current state, but on the other, he knew his wish was responsible for this whole mess and he should probably do what he could to help sort it out. Finally he gave his answer…
