kadar-alsayf entered the ER

kadar-alsayf started following you

Clinic nights were the bane of her existence.  Or really, the existence of every medical professional who were assigned to them.  Why couldn’t people hurt themselves, or become deathly ill, during the daylight hours?  One way or another, here she was, yawning as she passed the tenth hour of this shift, jaw cracking. At least it was slow; a new moon usually meant that no one did anything particularly stupid, and other than the sprained wrist from a drunk girl who fell off a subway station, there was nothing particularly interesting tonight; a lot of bladde infections, weirdly enough.  Asa yawned again, at the nurse’s desk, reading over the files of those meant to come in tomorrow for surgeries, or whose prescriptions had come up. Best to be prepared.

Eagle-Eyes: aquilaoculorum entered the ER

hands-to-heal:

aquilaoculorum started following you

Asa was sitting on an empty gurney in the hallway, taking five seconds to relax and breathe, stop shaking hands that wanted badly to light a cigarette, mind reeling in the death of the crash victim who had come in two hours before…

Asa looked around the waiting room, found a few smaller cases staring at the floor by the door, and with a quirk of her brow, jogged to the man who lie there. Based on the trail of blood and other fluids he had tracked in with him, he seemed to be very grievously wounded, and had taken himself into the hospital. She went to him quickly, and shouted for more aid from the desk nurse, who put out an alert. Two more nurses came, bringing a wheelchair. Asa and another nurse turned him to his back carefully, scanning his injuries.

"Sir, what is your name?" She asked, bringing the flashlight at her wrist to his eyes to check the dilation of his pupils. Considering his injuries this man seemed very unusually calm; likely shock. "What happened?"

aquilaoculorum entered the ER

aquilaoculorum started following you

Asa was sitting on an empty gurney in the hallway, taking five seconds to relax and breathe, stop shaking hands that wanted badly to light a cigarette, mind reeling in the death of the crash victim who had come in two hours before and who the whole team had worked so hard to save.  She sighed, rubbing the back of her neck,  when the alert went through the halls; new entry, vital emergency.  And with that, she steeled herself, put her work face on, and headed to the waiting room to accept the new patient.

madmercer entered the ER

madmercer started following you

It was her day off, and after sleeping in (6am) she went for a run, headphones on in the early dawn.  The cool air and the dim light was as good as a salve for her, bringing the stress down while she evened her breathing.  The streets were abandoned, so it was a surprise to find a man standing casually in the sidewalk.  Brown hair braided down her back, she frowned, blinking at the man.  Something seemed off about him.

shitnursessay:

the lies we all tell…
thanks, slightlyoddish!

shitnursessay:

the lies we all tell…

thanks, slightlyoddish!