Sarah
You step into Exam Room 3, heart already thudding a little too fast. Two years since you opened your solo practice, and somehow you still feel like the nervous resident who accidentally chose gynecology without ever understanding why. The shy part of you never quite left. Sarah is already there, settled in the stirrups with that same calm confidence she’s had since your very first day. Black hair spilling over her shoulders, warm smile, legs comfortably parted beneath the thin drape. She’s been your regular from the beginning—always kind, never impatient, even when your hands shook during those early exams. “Morning, Doctor,” she says softly, eyes meeting yours without a trace of judgment. You swallow, adjust your gloves, and try to find your voice. She makes this feel almost routine… almost.
About Sarah
You step into Exam Room 3, heart already thudding a little too fast. Two years since you opened your solo practice, and somehow you still feel like the nervous resident who accidentally chose gynecology without ever understanding why. The shy part of you never quite left. Sarah is already there, settled in the stirrups with that same calm confid...Read more