Hands On Doctors

Yes, the blood tests are in. And it's good news.

Your progesterone is normal.

So it's not an ovulation issue?

No. And we know that your fallopian tubes are fine.

Urine test and cervical screening were clear.

There's no sign of any hormone imbalances.

So it's not early menopause?

No.

But if everything is so normal...

It could just be a question of time.

It's been 18 months.

Luke has been so strong,

but I know this is hurting him, too.

You're both young, fit.

But something is wrong, and now there are no more tests to be done.

I've got five nephews. Three nieces.

Nobody in my family has ever had any trouble having children,

so why can't I?

Please, don't give up hope.

Can you feel it? The emptiness.

I'm sorry.

Thanks for trying.

So you upload a picture of your pet,

and then you use the app to dress them up.

What fun!

See, there's Geoffrey as a firefighter,

and here he is as a cowboy.

I think the ten gallon hat really suits him.

Do you think I should get him a lasso?

Sophie. How are you?

Good. Well, good doesn't really cover it.

That's why I'm here. To say thank you.

Thank you for what?

Oh... Come through.

I have a friend who has a bucket list,

and she is going through it day by day,

and it got me thinking.

What would I do to seize the day?

What relationship means the most to me that I would want to

celebrate with them?

Do you have thoughts like this, Sister Hanif?

Right. Yes, you are right.

Oh, I know. There is a story about an eagle and a mouse.

They formed an unlikely friendship.

Now, this friendship continued in secret for many, many years.

But there was something lacking in

the friendship and the mouse, who was

very brave, said to the eagle that they needed to be open with

their relationship, that they needed to celebrate it with all their kin.

And the eagle agreed

and the eagle was surprised at all the love

and acceptance all around them.

And their friendship is all the stronger for it.

Why am I the mouse?

What? You don't have to be the mouse...

We could use another... A meerkat.

Mrs Tembe. I appreciate you're trying to be subtle...

When the time comes, I will find the right words.

I will steer the conversation round to the subject of marriage.

Maybe this is not such a good idea.

Trust me.

At the end of my lunch with Sister Hanif, I will know what is in

her heart, and she will be none the wiser.

Luke swapped his briefs for boxers.

I got sick of eating grape seeds and maca roots to boost my

fertility. Nothing helped. Not until you laid your hand on me.

What?

Don't you remember? You touched me.

That night, I woke up and I knew something had changed.

I did the test three times to make sure it wasn't a mistake.

I was crying so much that I could hardly see those two red lines.

Positive!

How far along are you?

I had my 12 week scan yesterday.

The midwife said everything's going well.

Thanks to you and your gift.

It's good to see you so happy.

Would you mind? If it is a boy?

I'd be honoured.

"Daniel Deakin". I love it.

Thank you.

That is one satisfied customer.

Apparently I've got the touch.

All I have to do is lay on my "magic hands"

and before you can say "abracadabra",

my patient's pregnant.

Mr Davies, come through.

Mrs Tembe, something very strange has just happened.

I just thought you ought to know.

Conception can sometimes be seen as a mystery,

but this is going too far.

I think you're going to need to open a new clinic.

Dr Daniel's Magical Hands.

Left hand for a girl, right hand for a boy.

And both for twins.

This is all very amusing, but what is the CCG going to say,

when they think we are advertising "fertility magic"?

Not magic, no.

Daniel just gave her enough hope that it reduced her stress levels

and she conceived naturally.

I am gasping.

Are you all right?

No, the phone's ringing off the hook with women wanting

appointments with Daniel.

Oh, no.

I've offered them alternatives, but no, only Daniel will do.

How can we mere mortals compete with a demigod?

I'll demigod him when I see him next.

I better get over to the campus.

I will be back before our lunch.

Oh, we could always make it another day.

No, no! No, no, no. It has to be today.

I am very much looking forward to it.

Yeah, me too.

Hello.

Hey. I'm just making your marmalade and anchovy toasty.

I didn't bother making one for myself.

The marmalade might be down to me, but the anchovy craving,

that's all you.

I popped in to see Dr Granger.

There's nothing wrong?

No. I just wanted to thank him.

Yeah, but we agreed.

Not to mention the miracle, I know.

But if it hadn't been for him...

How did he take it?

He was just happy for us.

Forgive me?

This is about the three of us now.

So let's just forget about Dr Granger and his magic touch.

Now, where's this lunch?

Coming right up.

I am sure that Mrs Hollins is making a mountain out of

a mole hill.

You were saying?

Mrs Barbour, please, come back in.

We can have a talk about this.

Shall we?

You must be loving this.

Hardly.

A room full of women begging for your attention.

How is that not Granger Heaven?

Having to tell them I'm not the answer to their fertility problems?

Yeah, that's great fun.

I hope you made it clear that you are a GP, and not a witch doctor.

I'm trying to treat each case medically,

but all they want me to do is touch their bellies.

Trust you to get yourself into this sort of a mess.

I am concerned about how this is affecting the other patients.

I don't even know why this is happening.

I might have the answer to that.

"Dr Miracle and his magic hands?"

"With one touch he gave me a precious gift, a baby."

There's been loads of hits on it,

and it's linked to various different infertility forums.

Sophie Deakin did this.

Why didn't you put her right?

-Because I thought she was joking.

-You need to shut this down.

I will. I'll go to her house and

I'll get her to take down the article.

But first I've got to clear the backlog of patients.

That's why I'm here.

Oh, they will be very disappointed if they don't see Dr Granger.

OK. They'll be more disappointed if they do.

At least I'm not going to get their hopes up.

Dr Carmichael is right.

We need to sort this out speedily and with sensitivity.

Leave it with me.

Dr Miracle is on the job.

And loads of people have been posting comments - look.

"He can lay his hands on me any time."

And look - "Dog Lady of Dudley" wants him to help get

her pedigree poodle pregnant.

I mean - not a vet.

What have I missed?

Daniel playing fertility god.

Now there's a man I'd like to have on my couch.

-SISTER HANIF WOLF-WHISTLES

-In a professional capacity!

SID CLEARS THROAT I'd better... I've got patients.

-Hello.

-Penny for your thoughts?

It's Marnie. They took her away last night.

What? Why?

They've found "a more suitable placement."

Oh. You have done such a good job.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, Karen.

Did they give you any notice?

It's part of the job.

You've got to get used to the comings and goings.

Yeah.

I have got a patient now, but what are you both doing for lunch?

Oh, uh...

-Yes?

-I'm looking for Sophie Deakin.

-And you are?

-I'm Dr Granger from the Mill.

Oh, the man with the magic touch.

I did absolutely nothing to encourage that.

In fact, that's why I'm here.

I'd like Sophie to take it down. The article.

What article?

I'll show you.

Oh, no.

Yeah, my feelings exactly.

We've been so excited.

Well, naturally.

I never knew she was going to broadcast it to the whole world.

So you'll say something?

Yeah, as soon as she's back from the shops.

OK. I'd appreciate that.

-You OK?

-It's nothing.

-You been to your GP?

-Sophie's registered me at the Mill,

but I've not been yet. It's just a twinge, honestly.

I'm from the Mill. I'm here now. Shall I come in?

I'll get my bag.

This table here.

Oh, but this is much quieter.

No, this is perfect for a little heart to heart.

Heart to heart?

Hiya. This one all right?

Yeah. Sorry, I should have said something.

No. No, no. It is fine. The more the merrier.

I am starving.

I'm hoping that roasted veg panini's on the menu.

So, what is the plan?

Plan?

For your birthday?

Heston might have something in mind.

A celebratory tea tasting maybe?

A visit to the bow tie museum?

Dr Carter is very romantic.

Whatever he has arranged, I'm sure it'll be lovely.

See, I like the card and the cake.

I just don't want to be reminded that I'm another year older.

Who does?

I don't mind. It's just a number. I know some women do not like

the idea of getting a bit closer to the big 5-0.

Age is just a state of mind.

Hear hear.

You know, my very dear friend Mrs Whitlock...

You know, on her 70th birthday she

finally married the love of her life.

Oh, that's lovely.

She has never been happier.

In fact, she wished she had done it earlier.

You always regret the opportunities that you didn't take.

Exactly. So is there anything that you regret not doing?

If you were to seize the day...?

Actually, there is something.

What about you, Karen?

There must be an itch you've always wanted to scratch.

Can't think of anything.

Where's that waiter got to?

They said there'd be some pain, but this has been too long.

I've done some stupid things in my time,

but how did you expect to get away with this?

I've got booties! Luke.

Dr Granger. What...

-It's OK.

-What's he doing here?

He's come to see you about the article on the website.

Yeah, I need you to take it down.

-What?

-Well, because the surgery is getting inundated.

-Isn't that good?

-No, it's not.

But why deny women the blessing that you have given us?

Sophie, I don't have healing powers.

We are living proof that you do.

Sophie, just do what he asks, please.

Is this what happened at 5-aside?

Yeah.

Is that all it is? A sports injury?

That's not really for me to say.

Luke?

It's serious?

No, you need to focus on the baby.

-Cancer?

-What?

-Is it terminal?

-No.

-You don't have to be brave.

Just tell me the truth. I can take it.

OK.

You need some privacy.

What? You can't abandon me now.

I've done all I can.

But she's not going to understand.

Understand what? Luke?

Your skills must make it easier to find a partner.

Well, you'd think so, but I've kissed a few frogs.

Haven't we all?

No, no, no. Sergeant Hollins is no frog.

No, he's a proper Prince.

You know, he really sort of wobbled

at the start of this whole fostering thing,

but you should see him now, you know, in the middle of the night,

nursing a baby, singing lullabies.

Lullabies? Rob?

Yeah. I mean, he's no Sinatra, but he gives it a go.

Yes, you have found a good man.

He's struggled a bit lately, but, you know, it's no wonder, is it?

He's been up all hours.

Yeah, there aren't many men that would volunteer

to do nappy changing again.

Some of it's been a nightmare,

but some of it has been very lovely.

And your marriage is as strong as ever.

You are a good example to us all.

You must admit, that marriage can be life-affirming?

When it works, it's wonderful, but when it doesn't...

It's like an emotional car crash. Bang!

'It all started with Nicole.'

Your ex? She gave you something?

An STI?

No. It's what I wouldn't give her.

We'd only been dating for a few months, and she stopped taking

-the pill. She said she'd forgotten.

-That can happen.

But then I caught her using a pin to poke holes in condoms.

What?

I couldn't trust her, so that's why I had to do it.

Do what?

Luke's condition is called post-vasectomy pain syndrome.

-Vasectomy?

-Babe...

-What?

Look, I had the vasectomy six years ago, before I'd even met you.

The pain is from the operation to reverse it.

What are you talking about?

I know this is a shock.

When we got together, we told each other everything.

But you were focused on your career.

Why didn't you tell me that you couldn't have children?

When you started getting broody, I thought it was just a phase,

and then your friends started having babies,

and I saw the way you looked at them,

and I realised that I was ready too.

You put your hand on my belly.

-Yes, but...

-You let me think it was a miracle.

That was my mistake.

But everything has turned out fine. The reversal's clearly worked.

The only problem is this pain.

-It can be agony.

-My heart bleeds.

Sorry, but now that we know that your pregnancy is not down to my

"magical intervention"... The article?

Could you...?

Take it down? Yeah.

That's top of my list.

OK. I should go.

But if you do need to talk to someone...

It won't be you.

Thank you.

Here we go.

Did you clock the barman?

Yes, he can shake my cocktail any day of the week.

Talking of the importance of marriage.

Were we?

He's fit, but I didn't say I wanted to marry him.

But if you did find Mr Right,

you would want to cement the relationship legally.

What does that even mean in this day and age?

Isn't it just a bit of paper?

Not to me.

Heston and I, we know that we are committed to each other.

Nobody doubts that.

But a wedding ceremony, that would allow your family,

your friends, to celebrate your devotion.

And buy a hat.

Have a party.

And once you exchange rings and

start your life as husband and wife...

I've done vows before, and it did not go well.

Yes, well, just because it did not turn out well the first time,

that does not mean you cannot try again.

True. True. Never say never.

-But if you're happy as you are...

-Why rock the boat?

Heston, he's a bit of a catch.

Indeed. Indeed he is.

And he would look great in top hat and tails.

How did you do it?

What?

You took a test. A sperm count.

It proved that you weren't the problem.

-Were the results wrong?

-No.

Then how?

It was a home test kit.

So?

Simon.

Simon from work?

What's he's got to...

It was his sample?

So you'd ask an IT technician to supply substitute sperm

rather than tell me the truth?

I'm sorry.

Sorry?! You were there.

For the tests, and the smears,

and the devastation every time I got my period.

I wanted to say something. I was just scared of losing you.

So you let me blame myself?

No, but I've had the vasectomy reversed.

Clearly that shows how much I love you.

Can't we just forget about this? Look, a fresh start?

Leave us alone.

What?

Your mother's got a spare bed or you can go and stay at

sperm donor Simon's. I just don't care.

Just get out of my sight.

-But Soph...

-Get out!

How's the week been? Um, good. I think. Yeah. Good.

-And your homework?

-Yeah, I've been filling out my book.

-Trying to counteract all the negative thoughts.

-Good.

And I had a really good shift with the Rapid Response.

There was this "drunk versus pavement".

So much blood... And then I had to deal with all the "ooh aahs".

The what?

You know, all the people that stand around going, "Ooh, aah."

Then I was called to a suspected stroke, a baby with colic,

and an old lady who'd fallen out of bed.

They're all recovering really well now.

Sorry, am I'm boring you?

Why would you think that?

Don't know. You seem disappointed.

Why disappointed?

I don't know. You just, um...

Maybe we should examine how you think I see you?

Really?

Yeah, it can be useful to see what you project onto other

relationships in your life.

Yeah.

Mrs Tembe!

Any news?

As we discussed, I did not broach the subject head-on.

There was a little bit of beating around the bush.

-Yes.

-But I got the distinct impression that if

a proposal were forthcoming, that Sister Hanif would say yes.

-Yes?

-Yes.

Dr Carter!

What exactly did she say?

Well, she said that you would look very good in top hat and tails.

Top hat and tails!

Did she give any indication of the sort of proposal she might like?

Well, we did not go into so much detail.

No, of course.

There is plenty of time.

Well. "If it were done when 'tis done,

-"then 'twere well it were done quickly."

-Indeed.

I am planning a birthday lunch for her at Maison De Fous,

but a proposal... What could be more perfect?

We see each other a lot outside the room.

Does it make you feel uncomfortable?

No, no.

It would be perfectly natural.

Would it?

Of course. And as long as everything's out in the open...

OK. Well, there has been some transference, but...

I mean, we don't need to talk about it or anything.

What kind of transference?

You know, the, um...

The sexual kind.

-OK.

-There it is.

It's all out in the open now, so there. I've said it,

so, um... I should probably go.

Sid, sit. Please.

So I'll see you and your husband next week. OK, bye-bye.

Did she take the article down?

-No.

-But she did rewrite it.

-Oh?

"Dr Average doesn't have magic hands."

"Dr Average?"

Bit harsh.

Admit it. You enjoyed having godlike powers.

I wouldn't be this exhausted if I had impregnated

a dozen women in one day.

You'll get over it.

After all, we both know who really does have magic hands.

You've done nothing to be ashamed of.

But you're a colleague.

The relationship between a therapist and a client is a close one.

The whole purpose of these sessions is to explore your inner thoughts.

You can't do that without trust.

Yeah, but I'm supposed to know about professional boundaries.

The experience of therapy can be overwhelming.

You're made to feel exclusively noticed and understood.

But it still doesn't excuse my inappropriate thoughts.

Well, human beings are sexual creatures. It's normal.

It does feel a bit better now that I've said it.

But maybe it's a good idea to explore this more.

Really?

Yeah, I think it's a useful window into old feelings about past

lovers or the way you interact with others.

Part of the process is to uncover the roots of any issues,

and make the unconscious conscious.

We've definitely done that.

Finished packing already?

I was saving this for later.

I started it the day you told me the news.

"It seemed like any normal day. The car passed its MOT.

"Letherbridge United were bottom of the league.

"The weather was average.

"But it was the best day of our lives,

"when we found out we were having you.

"Your mummy had never looked more beautiful.

"Your daddy had never been happier."

12 weeks. The first look at our future.

SOPHIE LAUGHS

One thoughtful act doesn't make up for years of lies.

I won't let this ruin what we've got.

We'll see.

I could almost feel sorry for him,

watching his ego deflate like a bad souffle.

Well, he's certainly not going to forget it.

Ruhma?

Something wrong?

Far from it. I...

This is for your ears only.

I do not want the whole world to know about this, OK?

Not yet, anyway.

Girl Guide promise.

I thought you were chucked out.

On a technicality. Ruhma?

I'm thinking of proposing.

To Heston?

Yeah, of course Heston.

That's fantastic.

There is no way you would find me going down on one knee.

Not even for Daniel.

OK, so that is the question.

How do I go about doing it?

It's not exactly like it's the first time for either of us.

That doesn't mean it can't be special.

I agree.

-If you're going to do it, do it in style.

-Yeah.

-So when are you going to pop the question?

-Um...

I'd strike while the iron is hot.

Before you come to your senses.

What about Friday?

Friday's my birthday.

Perfect.

Don't tell me you're really going to do this?

Why not?

It's about time I made an honest man out of him.

Good for you.

I've spent the whole night rejecting ideas.

It shouldn't be this difficult.

I just want to do something big. Demonstrative.

Adonis.

-Sorry?

-I... Uh...

I think she'd probably want something quite modest.

So we're not talking about just some coy suggestion across

a restaurant table?

"We're not getting any younger, so how about it, darling?"