Post by Cecile Morgan on Feb 14, 2015 16:41:55 GMT -5
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Witt Crescent in one hand, and her other slung over Cosima's shoulder Cecile limped into the ER with a pained grimace. Her ribs had been aching quite a lot through the whole trip, and her ankle's swelling had gotten even worse. As much as she loathed to be here, it was probably for the best. Knowing her luck she had managed to break something, again. The sterile smell that all hospitals seemed to carry invaded her nose, and she made a disgruntled sound. The white walls, fluorescent lights and the sick people around her grated on her. She really really hated hospitals.
Limping to the front desk, she requested the necessary paper work before asking Cosima to get her to one of the chairs. "Thanks." She muttered absentmindedly as she started filling out the paperwork. A lot of it was familiar to her, and she filled it out with a speed only known to those accustomed to filling out such forms.
As soon as she was done, she made a pained grimace at the thought fg limping back to the front desk to hand it in. She tried to put some weight on her ankle, but the pain shooting through her made her stop. Swallowing her pride she turned to Cosima with a resigned look. "Mind handing in the forms?" She asked Cosima while waving the forms towards her. "I don't think I can manage to go over there right now."
Cosima walked along side Cecile helping her into the hospital making sure she didn't fall or hurt herself even worse than she already was. Those boys who did this to her and the cat would get what's coming to them. She would make sure of it when judgement day came for them she would be there. She looked worriedly at Cecile fearing she had broken her ankle and possibly a rib or two. She was also worried for the cat. As soon as Cecile was getting taken care of she would take her to her Veterinary Hospital and get her fixed up herself. She wouldn't let anyone else touch her but herself.
When Cecile got her papers and headed to the waiting room to fill them out she took Crescent from her to make it easier to fill them out. She stroked the cat's fur slowly trying to keep it calm until she could get it some help. Once Cecile finished the papers and she asked her to take them to the front desk she smiled and nodded her head. "Of course I will," she took the papers and handed Crescent back to her before getting up and heading to the front desk. She handed her the papers and they said someone would be right out for her.
Heading back Cosima sat back down. "Someone should be out any minute for you," she said in a soft tone so as not to disturb the other patients waiting to be helped as well. It was always terrible when you had to go to the hospital. When your hurt or sick your scared and unsure what's wrong with your or what's going to happen to you. And many people die in the hospital never to leave it again.
Aviana had just walked into the emergency room and hung up her jacket with her jacket off you could see a slight swelling at the belly now that the jacket didn't hide it any more. Putting on the nurse robes hid it a little but if you knew what you where looking for you could still see the selling in the belly that gave the hint that she was pregnant. Three months pregnant to be exact and with twins. She would hopefully be finding out soon if they where boy boys, both girls or one of each. When one of the nurses walked in and told her there was an underage girl here that was hurt pretty badly and needed a room right away. She nodded her head and grabbed a wheel chair and her charts which she scanned real quickly. The papers suggested either a very bad sprain or possible a broken ankle as well as some bruised, fractured or broken ribs. She sighed poor girl sounded like someone beat her up almost. She quickly headed out to the waiting room and scanned the room spotting the girl she thought it was before calling her name. "Cecile Morgan, is that you?" She looked to the girl and pushed the wheel chair towards her and about ready to help her get in if she needed it. As she got closer she noticed the girl had a cat with her and it looked pretty beat up as well. "I'm sorry but pet's aren't aloud in the hospital unless their certified. Besides this one looks like she needs some medical care herself." She looked to the girls friend expecting her to take the cat. "You better get her to a vet hospital."
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Post by Cecile Morgan on Feb 20, 2015 10:52:20 GMT -5
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Cecile smiled in thanks and gently set Crescent down on her lap. The poor cat was probably stressed and scared out of its mind right now. "Alright, thanks for helping me get here I guess." Cecile thanked the girl awkwardly when she came back. She was trying to get better at remembering her manners, at least when it came to thanking people who were helping her.
Leaning back Cecile relaxed into the hard plastic chair, and waited for someone to cal her name. She carefully stroked Crescents back, mindful of her wounds, and scanned the room. It was filled with sick and hurt people, some coughing or moaning in pain, and she was sure a guy in the corner was clutching a bloodied rag. Hospitals really were miserable sights. When she heard her name being called her head swiveled towards a young nurse, and Cecile absently noted the slight swelling of her stomach.
"Yeah, that's me" She called out, and tiredly waved her hand in greeting towards the woman. The wheelchair she was pushing on the other hand got a sour look, oh how she hated those. At the nurse's words Cecile cast a glance down at Crescent, and sighed. She had been expecting this, but she really didn't want to let Crescent out of sight. The cat had been having a calming effect on her, but she handed her over to Cosima without fuss. "I guess this is where we part ways" She joked and smiled at Cosima, before suddenly digging into her pocket and retrieving a pen. "Ah wait, here's my number. Send me a text about how Crescent's doing, okay?" She said and went to grab Cosima's hand so she could write down her number.
With that done Cecile turned towards the nurse and the wheelchair again. She knew the smartest thing to do would be to get in the wheelchair, but at least she would get into it herself. Trying to ignore the pain shooting through her, she heaved herself up, and made it to the wheelchair and sat down. Not a sound escaped her as she stubbornly kept her teeth clenched, refusing to show any more weakness than what she had already shown.
Cosima tried to smile at Cecile when she came back from delivering the forms but it didn't quit reach her eyes. She just wished there was something more she could do to help her and Crescent out. "Not a problem glad I was here to help." Yea with her real job you never know where she might end up. She could be in her vet office one minute than get the call to head out to collect and have to leave one of the other vet's in charge. She hated it but that's what happens when your a reaper of souls.
Finally a nurse came out and she let out a sigh of relief Cecile would finally be getting some help. But when she said cat had to leave the hospital she frowned, though she had been waiting for this very thing she had noticed that Cecile had been remaining calm and helping the cat remain calm as well. "Don't worry I'll take great care of her and keep you updated," she held her hand still while Cecile wrote her number on it. She would put it in her phone as soon as she could. Cosima waited for Cecile to get in the wheel chair before getting up herself and heading out calling out a quick "good luck," before heading out.
Aviana watched as the injured girl quickly jotted down her number on who she had thought was hr friend but obviously wasn't if they didn't have each other's numbers. As soon as the other girl had the cat and the number she left calling a quick good luck behind her. She watched as Cecile got up to get into the wheel chair and rushed forward to help but before she could she was already in the chair. "You really should have let me help you. If that ankle is broken you'll only make it worse by using it. And if it's not broken you could break it by over using an injured ankle it happened to a guy he came in with a very badly sprained ankle and refused the wheel chair. Just before he got to the room there was a snap and he crumpled to the floor like a rag. I don't think you want that to happen to you do you?" Her look of worry never left her face even as she got behind the wheel chair and began pushing her away. She pressed in the code to unlock the door that separated the waiting room from the hall behind the nurses station and continued walking down the hall until they reached room six. She stopped the wheel next to the bed and stepped in front of her to block her from getting up. "Just stay in this chair as soon as the doctor comes in I know he's going to send you for multiple x-rays and tests to find out what's going on inside of you."
Post by Cecile Morgan on Feb 20, 2015 15:04:24 GMT -5
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Cecile waved goodbye to Cosima, before returning her attention to the nurse only to get an earful of scolding. Stunned Cecile sat there listening to the woman rant at her, and she could feel irritation building. "What the hell? I've done this before, no need get so riled up about it." She muttered sourly, and scrunched up her nose. She shouldn't have said that last bit, but it didn't really matter anyways. They'd probably see her medical history anyways, so they'd know sooner or later how often she ended up hurt. "I'm much stronger than that anyways." She declared in a confident, if slightly arrogant voice.
She gazed around her as the nurse started pushing her down the hall, humming slightly at some random pop song. She wasn't that big of a fan of the genre, but those songs had an annoying habit of getting into her head. They finally reached the examination room, and she gave an annoyed huff when the nurse blocked her way and told her to wait.
Finally the doctor came in, and Cecile managed to keep silent (kinda) only making a few snarky remarks throughout the whole thing. She was itching to leave this place, and she was really hoping they would hurry up. Finally they were done with the x-rays, and the prodding of her ribs. Soon she was wheeled back to the examination room, where she was left in the nurse's care again. "So how bad is it? Did I bust up my ribs again?" She asked in a resigned voice.
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