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Clinic Open Monday October 24th
Wilson had ended up at the Clinic most all of Sunday and then, not long after he’d fallen asleep next to House, he’d been called in for an emergency endoscopy for Parker.
He’d snatched a few hours of sleep on the couch rather then risking waking House up, gotten up around eight and grabbed a shower and a pot of coffee to help jar himself back awake.
Flipping the lights on, he made a quick sweep of the waiting area to make sure there wasn’t any lingering blood or files from the day before and then headed for the counter. A lean fingered hand lifted up to cover a yawn as Wilson sprawled bonelessly in a chair. He was going to have to do paperwork…and blood work…and check on Maia and check up on Parker.
Mentally listing out his day to himself, the oncologist lifted his hand and rubbed it across his face.
It was going to be a busy day.
Doctor on Duty. Come point and pester at will, it will help him stay awake.
[ooc: And if any assistants would like to come and save the idiot from himself... :D ]
He’d snatched a few hours of sleep on the couch rather then risking waking House up, gotten up around eight and grabbed a shower and a pot of coffee to help jar himself back awake.
Flipping the lights on, he made a quick sweep of the waiting area to make sure there wasn’t any lingering blood or files from the day before and then headed for the counter. A lean fingered hand lifted up to cover a yawn as Wilson sprawled bonelessly in a chair. He was going to have to do paperwork…and blood work…and check on Maia and check up on Parker.
Mentally listing out his day to himself, the oncologist lifted his hand and rubbed it across his face.
It was going to be a busy day.
Doctor on Duty. Come point and pester at will, it will help him stay awake.
[ooc: And if any assistants would like to come and save the idiot from himself... :D ]

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"The second was you had called last week about the results of my blood work and it go so crazy I couldn't break away until now to come talk to you about it."
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"Okay, I'll talk to House and probably one of us will stop by regardless."
He looked up with a blink...then Red could probably see him mentally digging through his visual memory of charts and tests before he blinked and smiled.
"Right, everything was normal, clean bill of health. It's marked so in your chart but I can write you up a note on letter head if you need it for any inspectors or the like?"
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"I'll get it in the mail today or tomorrow. Oh and I ordered up an extra box of masks, do you want me to keep it here with our storage in case you overflow and need it or would you just like me to send the masks and the copy of your tests over to your business together?"
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Snorting softly, he tossed the chart aside for the moment and rubbed is face...and then a person appeared.
Whoops!
Standing up the younger doctor smiled towards Grissom.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in. Can I help you, sir?"
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"All right, if you don't mind my asking, Sir. If you were aware you were ill, why did you not take steps to guard against this eventuality?"
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He gives Wilson a look that, while not threatening, indicates he does not wish to discuss the matter further, although that may not stop Wilson's line of inquiry.
"I initially thought I must have a stomach flu, and that it would pass on its own, but I have been ill since Wednesday of last week and have grown a bit weaker, even with rest."
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He did frown and moved to reach under Grissom's neck...gland check!
"That, does not sound like the stomach flu. Are we talking the good ole standbys? Vommitted, diarrhea, unable to keep food down? Combination of any of the above? How have you been trying to treat it, antacids?"
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"Good afternoon." Wilson smiled gently.
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"That's good to hear. I was worried yesterday when her stats spiked but this all sounds positive. What is your timeline at this point?"
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"I'll be here, Miss. Maclay."
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chewing on chocolate covered espresso beansgathering up some charts. Spying Cameron he smiled and called up towards the man."Good afternoon, do you need something?"
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Shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks, the younger doctor tilted his head to the side.
"Should I have?"
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[ooc: I realize this is uber late and none of the staff may still be on, my cable putzed out after I had D say in class that she'd stop by to check on Parker.]
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