Paperwork...anyone got a Bic and some lighter fluid?

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Sundays were usually a good time for the week's paperwork to get done. For some reason the majority of people did not, as a rule, get hurt on Sundays.

Of course, who knew if this place was going to follow that particular rule, but the size of the apartment -or lack there of- made massive paperwork projects somewhat impossible, so that left the Clinic.

Really, he was going to have to start getting out more.

For the time being, however, he was puttering about in the front of the clinic, using the chairs in the waiting room to help him sort and work on filing. He had his little radio with him and the dulcet tones of some song he yoinked off the internet played throughout the front room of the Clinic, keeping him company for the time being.

[ooc: Lazy Sunday if anyone would like to poke or needs to bleed.]

Comments

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[Grins, wanting to get out, but knows better to make blind promises]

Good, but what directions are those exactly?

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Pretty simple really. Rest it as much as possible, that means elevated. Keep the strapping on it and use the crutchs I'm going to dispense. If you notice any further swelling or increase of pain in the area, you come back here immediately. I'll script you out Ibuprofen for four days then it's Tylenol only."

Looking up from the file, he eyed the other man.

"Deal?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[makes a face at the crutches, but wants out too badly.]

Deal. I always though Tylenol was ibuprofin. Anyway, I'll need a note for my teachers, too, if you could.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Not at the levels I'm going to script to you."

Wilson tugged the script pade free of his back pocket and wrote up a note for the teachers.

"Here you go. Get dressed and I will go grab you the Ibuprofen."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[Shep smiles.] The good drugs!

Thanks for the note.

[Shep hops around trying not to put his foot down as he digs out his clothes and proceeds to get dressed. He's staring at his shoe, fairly certain it wasn't going on with his foot still looking like that, but other than that, he's sitting patiently on the bed waiting for his drugs so he can leave.]

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson returned with the bottle and a printed out list of basically the instructions he'd just gone over with Shep.

"Okay, looks like you're ready. Try to keep the bandage dry but you can take it off when you go in the shower. Back in a week for a follow-up and as long as you're progressing, not regressing, you're a free man."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I have to be on the crutches for a week? *sigh*

Alright, see you next week. Thanks, Doc!






[ooc: and thanks from the Mun!]