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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 15:07:48 GMT -5
John stepped off the bus, his bag laced over his back. It was dry, but the summer rain hinted in the static air. It wasn't cold, but it wasn't burning either. The weather was lovley, and in the early morning rush of it all, John took a moment to take it all in. The warm air, the calm wisp of wind, and the cool stone sidewalk outside the hospital, where he sat down, after buying a cup of coffee from the vendor, watching the hustle and bustle of the city pass by.
His favorite place was right here, in the middle of it all, a ghost to those around him. Never seen, never heard. Invisble. The way he loved to be. He loved the secruity presented to him while he sat calmly, idly watching people rush to an fro. To work. to home. To hell. Didn't matter where they were going, as long as he got to see them on thier journey.
His pager began to beep, and he looked at it, after it startled him from his near trance. Work. He really did love his job, but some days, like today, he didn't want to leave his spot. Reluctantly, he stood, and walked into the hospital, flashing a badge to the women at the front desk. Here, he had fun too, but, not much ever went down.
He sighed loudly as he walked to his locker, awaiting the new group of student interns they were getting. He wasn't a good teacher, and wasn't thrilled about having to take these kids on. [/size] Status? done !Tagged?open !Credit? CRAZY TASIA CHICA ?! of caution, text banner to CRAZY TASIA CHICA ?! Notes? notes here![/size][/b
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 15:43:40 GMT -5
Callie sighed as she got out of the Taxi and looked up at the Hospital. "Great" she said, annoyed. Her wonderful idea was killing her, slowly. Working at a Hospital would help her in school and having a cover agianst cover, but she had to control herself, which was gettin good at it. She popped the collar on her trench coat and walked into the hospital. The Lobby was filled with empty coffee cups and sad people. Gag me she thought annoyed. She walked in conifident as she walked outside....right, Dr. Fuller's Office, waiting to get this day over with.
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 15:53:24 GMT -5
John nearly ran out of his office, his pager shaking violently, he nearly bumbed into Callie as he did so, never stopping. He was still moving as he spoke. "Oh, great, you must be on of the kids from The Parthenon. Great, take of your coat, come with me." He said, stopping for a second to talk to the lady at the desk across from him. "Agnes, please tell the rest of the students to wait for me outside my office, I'm taking this one with me. Alright kid, lets go." he motioned to Callie, and walked quickly in the same direction.
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 16:02:33 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes at him and threw her coat over her arm, revealling a tank top and jeans. Simple for a dead end job... She laughed aloud, loving the pun. She followed him, already annoyed. "Alright so what now, Doc?" she asked, crossing her arms.
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 16:10:18 GMT -5
"Now, we go to the ER. Your gonna help me with a new patient." he walked into the room, where a little girl lay in bed, obviously in pain. He took her chart, and looked it over quickly. "Alright student. Six year old girl. Symptoms, Stomach pain, Vomiting, Sweating, Drooling. Also, changes in behaviour and drowseness. I'm expecting a diagnosis, and make sure its the right one." he said, walking over the girl. He held a light to her eyes, checking them both. "Well, kid, still waiting."
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 16:17:37 GMT -5
Callie smiled and pushed him out of the way and met the girls eye level. "Let me see my patient first, Doc" She said, not looking at him. She smiled at the girl and held her wrist for a pulse. "Whats your name?" The little girl with tired eyes looked back. "Kayla" Callie nodded and stood. "Hi, Kayla. Do you take vitimens?" The girl shook her head and touch her stomach in pain. Cal looked at the Doc. "Its Calicum C Defincy"
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 16:24:38 GMT -5
John looked at her for a second. "Nice try. Want another swing at that?" he said, pushing her back out of her way. "Kayla, did you eat anything you weren't supposed to? or drink anything colorful, that smelled kinda funny?" The little girl shook her head sleepily, a yes. " Chemical Posioning, probobly due to a household chemical." He pulled a piece of paper out wrote something quickly and handed the paper to Callie. "Alright, take this to the nurses station, tell them we need a blood and urine test, and a body chem test, so we know what she actually swallowed."
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 16:31:32 GMT -5
Callie rolled her eyes taking the paper, hoping the girl died of cancer. She walked a few feet away and then flicked her wrist. The Hospital stood still as Callie turned around and punched the guys jaw. His chin moved a quarter of a inch. She smiled and skipped out of the ER to the desk and the Hospital moved agian. She handed the paper to the Nurse and waited for her to follow her back.
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 16:40:19 GMT -5
Everything went black for a second. When everything came back to him, his jaw was throbbing. His jaw hurt, but he brushed it off, as best he could. he would take medicince for it later if he needed to. He didn't know what had happened, but didn't want people to think he was crazy, either. He looked at the little girl as his pager rang again. "Alright, kid." he said, leaving the room. "We got another call." He walked to the cloth rack, and pulled out two yellow smocks, and tossed one to Callie. "Put this on. You'll need it."
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 16:52:59 GMT -5
"Yeah yeah yeah" she said annoyed as she put it on. She watched him walk out of the the room and she waited for the nurse to hurry up, but as she laid the girl on the table, but the girl let out a wail of pain. "Are you okay??" Callie asked as her first reaction. The girl put her hand to her stomach in pain. "It hurts!" she cried out. Callie was about to yell out for some medicine when she notcied something. "what a mintue" Callie gently raised her shirt up to see something a spot on her stomach raised. "Jesus, thats not right" Callie looked to see it was her spleen, and it was on the verge of busting. "SOMEONE GET IN HERE!
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 16:57:11 GMT -5
John turned around as Callie screamed, looking in the room. "Whats going on kid?" He asked, coming fully. He heard the little girl, and walked over to her, sitting on the bed, pushing on her stomach. "Dose it hurt here? How about here?" he found the spot, right over right abdomen. "Oh Shit." he mumbled under his breathe, and ran out to the nurses station. "Get me an OR doc quickly please. We have an emergency."
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 17:03:24 GMT -5
[font=Century Gothic) Callie ran her fingers through her hair as Doctors ran into the room and rolled out the kid to the OR. "So..... I have a feeling Chemical Posioning doesn't cause bursting organs" She said, walking over to the Doc. [/font]
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 17:41:55 GMT -5
"Alright, kid don't need your crap. C'mon. We have an emergency call." With that he ran to where they were called before. They intercepted an ambulence team as they ran by. "Alright, whats going on?" He asked, running next to the streacher. "abuse victim, stabbed by her husband." One paramedic said. "Bit the guys you know what off before he adminsitered about half of the wounds. We still have the..yeah." The other medic said, handing him the severed part. "Hey kid.." He turned to Callie, making sure she had gloves on. "Get this on ice."
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Post by Callisto Monmair on Jun 6, 2009 23:23:39 GMT -5
she rolled her eyes, knowing full well that being akward was what she would not do. She took it with one hand, and decided she was bored and he was a doctor, he could handle the situation. She faced him and pretended to take a step back and fell. It flew from her hand to his face.
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Post by Dr. JohnAdam Fuller on Jun 6, 2009 23:33:34 GMT -5
John rolled his eyes angrily, then, picked it up and handed it back to Callie, a fake smile crossing his face. "Alright, lets try this again, kid. Take it, grab a cooler from Hazards, and put it on ice. I have a feeling we'll be seeing this guy before long. And if you 'fall'" He put air quotes around fall. "There will be a problem. GO!" He handed it to her, and nearly ran after the strecher.
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