Amelia entered the infirmary and saw a single nurse. It seems no one else was there.
The nurse looked up from her desk to look at Amelia
"How can I help you?"
"Uhm.. earlier I felt kind of dizzy and lost my balance. I don't know why..."
"Hmm, I see. Let's measure your temperature."
After a short while, it came out that Amelia's temperature was perfectly normal.
"Well, nothing seems out of the ordinary. Here, take this."
The nurse handed Amelia a regular bottle of water.
"We don't have a lot of equipment here, so I can't really give you anymore help. Drink some more water, dehydration can cause dizziness and in the worst case a full-blown blackout. If the problem persists you should go to a proper doctor."
"Th- thank you!"
Amelia left and went back home. Over the course she drank the whole water bottle, but the feeling of dizziness returned and developed to a light but permeating headache. Halfway along the way she decided to take a detour to the doctor, worry clouding her thoughts.
Now at the doctor, Amelia went to the entry desk and explained her current ailment.
The reception desk told her that they could take a blood sample and make some test for some of the complications that they can spot quickly. And just in case, they should take a test for the Dicksprout Virus first. The diagnosis for this can be returned to her the same day.
"We'll just need your phone number, we'll call you back. Any results will obviously stay secret for you and the doctors."
"Al- Alright..."
Amelia wrote down her phone number and signed a paper. After a short wait, she was let in a room where a doctor took a small blood sample with a syringe. The procedure was very quick and soon after she was let out.
--- a few hours later ---
Amelia had been at home for a while. She felt conflicted. She was very happy about the party with Mike, but at the same time was worried about the results of the test. What if she was confirmed to have active Dicksprout? The symptoms roughly aligned. Would Mike still like her? What if she was visibly affected? She felt very anxious. Then came the call. She frantically picked up the phone and answered.
"He- Hello? I'm Amelia Schmidt."
"Hello. I'm from the hospital. We are sorry to tell you that the Polypenis Syndrome has been confirmed to be active within you."
A look of shock came across Amelia. This could destroy the last bit of her self-consciousness at best and completely cripple her social interactions at worst. What was she gonna do? What is going to happen to her? The person at the phone brought her back out of her thoughts.
"At the time we cannot confirm which symptom groups will appear in you, we can only tell you once you'd already know yourself. We recommend you to stay home as much as possible and wait for the symptoms to develop, so you can adjust at peace. In any case, try to stay healthy, this could turn out to be a very tough time for you. Do you have any questions?"
"N-No... Thank you..."
"I see.... Then take care. Sorry."
The only sound in the room was the beeping of the phone. What was she gonna do? What's going to happen for the next week?