Sizzling Sex Sells Out First Printing

Posted: September 3rd, 2010 | Author: Dr. Bill Stillwell | No Comments »

Last week, we had stacks of my Special Report on Sizzling Sex, along
with all the various mailing paraphernalia and this morning… they
were ALL GONE. I almost feel like I have a New York Times bestseller
on my hands. But don’t worry, I have already reordered and the
pallet will be full, before noon, on Saturday, so we won’t miss a
beat getting them out the door.

It’s a good thing I put away a copy for myself, in case I forget
what I’m doing. As one of my med school friends once said to me,
“It’s the readin’ that’s easy, but the rememberin’s hard.”

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One of the reasons I wrote this report is because I’m continuously
surprised by what people think they know, but don’t. That’s what
happens when you learn about sex from your older brother, who may
have been only one fumbling step ahead of you and possibly, even
behind.

There was a lot of bad information out there, when I was young, but
I happened to learn a few things in medical school. (I don’t think
it was actually a credit course…but it was was a byproduct of
someone who knew something, which was a lot more than I knew, at the
time.)

Then, there were actually courses in sex, which I took purely for
their medicinal value. That was followed by nurses in hospitals, who
knew more about everything than young doctors, though we did catch
up…eventually.

This brings me to story of when I was a resident and a patient, who
suffered from an “inflamed vagina.” I did an exam and then consulted
with my superior, who recommended a suppository for a few days, and
that would be that. I picked up the cure at the hospital pharmacy
and took it to the patient, telling her to take it for a few days,
and everything should be fine.

A few days later, I walked into room, and the same woman was back. I
asked her what was wrong and she told me I had made it worse. I
examined her again and she was telling the truth, her problem was
much worse. I again consulted with my superior, who also examined
her and both us were scratching our heads.

There was a nurse on the floor, who was a thirty year veteran, so we
took the problem to her. She went in and saw the woman and five
minutes later, came out of the room. She motioned us into another
room and closed the door. Then she burst out laughing hysterically.

“Which one of you gave her the suppository?” she said.

I raised my hand. “What did you tell her?” she said.

I said I told her to take one a day for five days.

“That’s just exactly what she did,” said the nurse, who went into
spasms of laughter again. Then she said, “Did you tell her to take
the wrapper off?”

Then it dawned on me. The woman had put in the suppository, package
and all. I think it was half an hour before any of us could leave
the room.

I learned something very important that day. A doctor has to give
very, very, clear instructions.

I hope that’s what I did with this Special Report and the feedback
has been good. So if you think you’re capable of readin’ and
rememberin’ a few tricks, get yourself a copy and things just might
pick up for you.

I’ll be back tomorrow with more.

With my best wishes for your optimum health,

Dr. Bill

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