Learning to Be Little Again(10)

By: Meredith O Reilly

I nodded and he picked me up and placed me back in my chair. Then he walked back behind his desk and skimmed over my results.

“Now, as we were talking about before, I would strongly encourage you to go and talk to a therapist, or at the very least talk to someone. A friend, a family member, anyone you trust. I know that you think it won’t help you, but I believe it will.”

He paused probably to let me think it over. I nodded my head when I wished for him to continue.

“Additionally, I have a pamphlet here for you of foods that are very high in iron. As long as you eat three meals a day and have an item or two from this list, that should help you gain weight and get more iron, vitamins, and minerals into your body.”

“Okay. I can do that,” I said, taking the pamphlet from him and looking over what foods were on there. There were a lot of things I used to like eating, so I was okay with that.

“Now, the last thing I wanted to talk to you about was your problem going to the bathroom.”

I felt my face turn so red from embarrassment as I nodded. This was not something I wanted to discuss with the man I was going to be going on a date with later that night.

“Okay. So, I believe that beginning to eat a healthy diet will help fix that problem. Though, I encourage you to go to the store and try to get some simple laxatives. You can put one in your drink in the morning and it will just help your digestive system along.”

“I can do that.” I was okay with that. I knew there could be worse things that he could have told me to do. That made me start to think about what would happen if taking the simple laxatives didn’t work. “What happens if that doesn’t work?”

“Well, you could try using a suppository and if that doesn’t work, then an enema would probably help the most.”

My whole body shook at the thought of getting an enema. I heard that they hurt a lot and that they’re messy. I shivered at the mental image that came into my head. I did not want one of those.

My thoughts must have shown on my face because Robert said, “Don’t worry, Juliana. The enema will be a last option.”

“Good,” I said, running my hands over my legs, trying to calm my nerves once again.

“That’s all that I have to say to you. Unless you have any questions?”

“No. I’m good, thank you,” I said, standing. I left the teddy bear on my seat, thinking that Robert would want it back, and started to leave his office.

“Wait, Juliana. Don’t forget your teddy bear,” he said.

“Oh. I thought it was just an office bear,” I said, stopping and turning towards him.

“Nope. I bought it just for you,” he said, grabbing the bear and walking over and handing it to me.

“Oh. Thank you,” I said, grabbing it and snuggling it to my chest. I again didn’t want to think about the warm feeling it gave me to know that he bought me something as simple as a teddy bear.

“I’ll just walk you out and say goodbye to Mark.”

Together we walked out of his office and headed towards Mark, who was standing by the fish tank. As Mark and Robert said their goodbyes, I began to watch the fish again. The one fish who must have been Nemo kept swimming towards me and I put my hand to the glass. Nemo was so cute!

“Juliana, it’s time to go,” Mark said.

“One minute,” I said, not taking my eyes off Nemo as he kept swimming near the glass by my hand.

“Juliana, you can come back and look at the fish again, okay?” Robert said.

“Fine,” I said, turning to face both men.

“Thanks again, Robert,” Mark said, shaking his hand.

“No problem. Juliana, I’ll see you tonight.”

“Okay. Bye,” I said, giving him a small wave as Mark and I walked out the office door.

Chapter Five

After closing up the office, I headed right to the grocery store and bought all of the ingredients I’d need to cook Juliana a delicious, healthy dinner tonight.

Now I was just waiting to go over to her house. Looking up at the clock in my house, I saw that it was only five. I wished I could go over to her apartment now, but I didn’t want to startle her by being so early. Nervously, I rubbed my hands together, thinking about what she said earlier to me in my office, about not wanting another daddy because of what her last one had done to her.

That crushed me. I knew that she and I would be perfect for one another. She would be such a happy little girl if she would trust me. I would praise her for being a good little girl and discipline her when she broke the rules. I would teach her to trust people again, and most importantly, I’d get her back to being healthy.

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