[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
Navaan has seen that some of the stores on the island were offering promotional deals and the like. Not to be outdone, she made up a few of her own. Right now she was handing out strips of notebook paper with neat writing that said, "Enjoy 2 Bloodlettings, Get the 3rd Free!"

That should help drum up business!
[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
A good doctor always made sure she had plenty of supplies in stock on the off chance that they would be needed. Navaan was an excellent doctor, so when she saw the dwindling number of leeches in her medicine jar, she decided that the only thing to do would be to rectify that appalling situation. And because she was a conscientious doctor, she was convinced that only free-range leeches would serve for her patients.

So there was a Gone Leechin' sign on the door of the clinic this morning. Because Navaan cared for you.
[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
As a doctor, Navaan had many duties. Some of them (sex, adventures, mysteries, drinking) were more fun than others (leech-fishing, dealing with jerks, getting tied up in the not-fun way). Today, because she was a responsible purveyor of healthcare, Navaan was going through the supplies that the clinic had on hand.

"This place needs more poison," she muttered. "And surgical tubing. Why does it need so many bandages? Reduce, reuse, recycle, people!"
[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
He held her close to his large, muscular, glistening, broad, gleaming, oiled, tanned, toned, and hairless chest. "Doctor," he whispered, his voice low and husky and deep and sensuous. "I need your help. I have a most painful swelling."

Navaan was so proud of herself. This story was coming along even better than she’d hoped. It was gripping and sexy and showcased being a doctor perfectly! Best part? She was getting it done early, so Carl Crankypants wouldn’t have to come up here and sigh at her and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk at her about stuff.

She always meant to listen to what he was saying, but then he’d keep talking and she’d get distracted. Their conversations would be so much easier if he’d just have sex instead of being boring. He should really fix that. It was a personality flaw.

Sure, there were probably doctor stuff to do, but Navaan was in the grip of a super-amazing story. There were plenty of leeches. If someone needed medical attention, surely they could help themselves!

Wait--no. Patients meant that she'd have someone besides the nurses to bounce ideas off of!
[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
There was a sign outside the clinic today. FLU SHOT CLINIC. NOT FOR SICKIES. Navaan was actually good with needles (okay, she was good at drawing blood, but that was just the opposite, right?), as she had demonstrated on one several some of the nurses when she caught them doubting her abilities.

Come on in, folks! Plenty of flu vaccines with a bunch of sore nurses handing out colorful band-aids!

FTEC (11/15)

Thursday, November 15th, 2012 04:29 pm
[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com
After everything was sorted out with the rude guy who'd kept interfering with her nap, Navaan got suited up to go find this 'clinic' he had mentioned. After all, it was important that she scout out the competition; she didn't want a rogue cadre of doctors on her tail. For all she knew, they could have an affiliation with a hospital! Or something even worse!

She packed up her medical kit, making sure it had all the the most important items a doctor might need (leeches, surgical tubing, straws, grappling hook, knives, some poison, a magnifying glass, a button or two, condoms...you know, important doctor stuff!), Navaan made her way over to the clinic which, fortunately for her 'sun allergy' wasn't that far from the newspaper shop. Inside, she posed and announced, "I--AM A DOCTOR!"

None of the nurses inside seemed to care. Some looked at her oddly, others kind of shrugged, and one pointed to a desk for her to sit if she wanted.

Pleased that they were recognizing her medical skills so readily, Navaan went and made herself comfortable--after closing all the shades, of course. She was prepared for either a medical emergency or another doctor to come and challenge her to a Doctor-Off, but until then, this chair was comfy and she wasn't going back outside.

Honestly, sometimes all she did was win.

[Open!]
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was happily ensconced behind the desk with a new book, ready to help anyone who might wander into the clinic.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and enjoying chatting with the nurses. It was probably going to be a pretty quiet week with most people in Africa.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie hadn't slept well last night, so when she got up far earlier than she'd planned, she made a stop at JGoB to get pastries and coffee for the nurses. At least she'd found a way to start the day off well.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, teaching the nurses how to play Spoons during their downtime. Of course, they were using tongue depressors instead of spoons, but the principle was the same. And tongue depressors were harder to pick up quickly, which made it more challenging.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here with copies of some of the newest books to share with the nurses. Oddly, not a single copy of 49+1 Hues of Ash-Color were included.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and happy to listen to the nurses gossip about their weekends and sex lives. Someday maybe she'd have a sex life to gossip about as well.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie hadn't slept well last night, so she was not feeling quite up to snuff tonight. She found a relatively comfy chair and mostly perched herself there while the nurses did their thing.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, sitting back and letting one of the nurses teach her how to crochet.

So far, so good!
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was going to spend the day cleaning and straightening things up. Which didn't make the nurses terribly happy, until she brought them coffee and pastries to get them going.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was busily organizing things in the clinic. Not that they particularly needed to be organized, but it was something to keep her busy. The nurses were making her a little crazy with their gossip today for some reason.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was a little disappointed that little Adi hadn't come to see her this year. Maybe quite a bit disappointed. She made a note to check with Max just to, well... see if he was sad as well.

In the meantime she just made herself smile and nod as the nurses talked about what had gone on with the children.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Mercy was here, listening with some bemusement to the nurses talking about problems they were having with their phones.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie and the nurses were having a hard time keeping enough condoms out on the counter for anyone who wanted them. Of course, a large number were going to the nurses themselves who were enjoying making Millie blush as they retold stories of their sexual encounters this week.

Which was NOT to say that Millie hadn't grabbed a number of condoms herself in case she might run into Max or one of those very nice men from the Three Minute Dates.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was reading up on St Brigid's Day and wondering if that was something she might do tomorrow.

Oh yes, and she was also available should anyone need her at the clinic.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, chatting with the nurses and telling tales of what life was like back where she grew up.

If you walked in at the right moment, you might see her with more than one set of arms.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie had been at the clinic all day, just doing that old clinc-y thing and not being late at all. Nope, not even a tiny bit.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and in quite a festive mood today. She'd brought little gifts for all the nurses as well as pastries and hot chocolate and coffee!
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was in the clinic today, blushing and NOT answering the nurses' questions about this weekend's radio.

She seemed quite happy, though.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was not her usual cheerful self today, which had the nurses even more worried. When Millie lost her cheer you knew things were bad.

She'd lost all contact with her world, with Christopher and Gabriel and everyone. And as if that wasn't badly enough, despite all her scrying, she couldn't find the slightest glimpse of any of the related worlds.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was at the clinic, listening to the nurses talk about the difficulties they were having getting in touch with loved ones over the causeway. She hadn't had any trouble contacting Christopher back home yet, but it still worried her.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, ready to help out anyone who might need clinic-ing.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, happy to hear tales of what the nurses did over break. And, of course, to help out should anyone need medical assistance.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and happy to assist anyone who might have a medical need.

The nurses were talking about some of the cute visitors to the island over the weekend.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, listening to all the nurses tell stories about the crazy weekend she had somehow missed out on entirely.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, listening to the nurses talk about their long weekend.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, working on a letter home and listening to the nurses tell stories about some of the crazy things they'd seen here.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie had been startled to come back from a trip home to see Christopher and find out about what had happened. The nurses were only too happy to fill her in and she felt horrible that she hadn't been around to assist.

Still, she was here today, busily restocking and organizing and was of course available to help anyone who might need her.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, mostly listening to the nurses speculate about what might be going on and how odd the people in this new place were. Mercy was mostly wondering what some of the odd items were on a strange list were.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
It may have been freeing cold outside, but Millie had her own little bubble of nicely warmed air that traveled with her. Definitely made the snow more pleasant. She'd also collected a variety of the knitted hats on her way in - just in case anyone needed an extra!

Anyone coming into the clinic would find it nice and toasty warm - and well supplied with hats.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Today was cleaning day, so things would be flying through the air - or hovering, depending on what Millie needed them to do - as everything got a good going over.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, chatting with the nurses and straightening things up here and there.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, chatting with the nurses, and enjoying the quiet.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here being entertained by the nurses' stories of their adventures across the causeway.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here at the clinic and very pleased that the island had moved and the weather was much nicer.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie found the island's new location to be a bit disturbing. And dark. And eerie.

Which would be why she'd magicked the clinic into looking bright and sunny and anyone looking out the window closest to her would see a scene of a bright cheerful meadow by a stream rather than what was really out there.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was very happy with the Island's new location. It was hot and dry and, honestly, made her a little homesick for the temple. So if you heard her singing odd little songs in a strange language, that would be why.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and feeling a bit low that she hadn't been able to help Triela. Which meant it was time for the whole clinic to have a good cleaning.

Anyone coming in might find things flying through the air and being scrubbed by various magical means.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here and ready to help anyone who might need it!
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
The nurses were all a-flutter over the picture Millie brought in of Christopher Chant. He was quite handsome, of course, and it all made Millie feel a little second-home sick.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here, entertaining the nurses with stories of the world where she was born.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was here bright and early with copies of some of the newest books for the nurses in the genres they preferred. The clinic will be very quiet today with only the sound of pages turning and the occasional passage read out loud.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie was rather pleased to have her clinic day switched to Tuesday. She spent the day organizing and cleaning out things that hadn't been gotten to in a while, so anyone coming in might see things flitting about in the air cleaning themselves.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie who had not spent all day and night at an out of town music rehearsal like her mun had arrived at work bright and early with gifts for the nurses of some of the new books that had come in. Why not? The clinic was usually very quiet on Saturdays.
[identity profile] livingasheth.livejournal.com
Millie had to admit her mind wasn't really on her work today. She kept thinking about the Three Minute Dates tonight. Which meant, of course, that the nurses were enjoying gently teasing her to watch her blush.

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