Clinic Hours - Tuesday January 10th 2006

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Though he was running a little late you try getting dried apple pie filling off the next morning but the Clinic was soon bright and inviting (as much as a Clinic could be) with the fresh scent of coffee wafting through the air and a certain oncologist kicked back with a crossword puzzle stack of paperwork.

Doctor is in!

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Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Looking up from his cross word puzzle, Wilson smiled at Shep.

"Good morning, Shep! How are you?"

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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"Good.... I hope. I'm signed up for the P.E. class with a fancy name I can never remember. Do I need to get my arm cleared before I report?"

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Wilson did the mental calculation back to when the arm was originally injured and he pulled a bit of a face.

"Well...how's the PT been going and general usage? Do you feel it's up for this class you enrolled in?"

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Shep pulls a face. "It's high school P.E. With a bunch of girls. How bad can it be? I've been through the Air Force basic training - long story - so I'm not too worried about the class. I just wondered if I'd have to present some kind of paper."

"But to answer your question, yeah, it's okay. Once in a while it twinges. And I've taken to wearing the sweatband over it since I ditched the brace, but that's more to avoid the 'what the hell happened to you' questions I kept getting."

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Reaching towards Shep, Wilson gave the unspoken command of 'let me see it' as he considered the young man's words.

"Let me take a look but my gut tells me if you use a brace for the next month of the class, just to make sure you don't undo all the good you've done to date, then actually the exercise will probably be the best thing for it."

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Shep pulls off the black sweatband and offers up his arm.

He makes a face about having to wear the brace, even if it does make sense, but it also meant explaining to all the freshman what happened to him. "Yeah, I suppose that makes sense."

"Oh, hey did I hear somewhere that you, like everyone else I've met in the past... several years... want samples of blood from those of us who aren't," - he mimed the quotes - "'quite normal' in the DNA Department?"

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Taking Shep's arm in his hands, he gently manipulated the injured wrist, letting his fingertips trace the flexibility of muscle and sinew.

Dark eyes flicked up towards Shep and he smiled gently. "It's voluntary but yes. Strictly confidential and only so House and I have a baseline of normal to compare against in case of...oh...well, just about anything here in Fandom."

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Shep jumps a little, "Sorry. Ticklish."

"Yeah, like anyone around here qualifies as 'normal' regardless of their DNA. But whatever. Do your worst."

After a pause he adds, "You realize that wasn't meant literally, right." He's always stoic about needles until right up to the point where he was faced with... the point.

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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Chuckling, Wilson stood up and lead John in towards the back of the Clinic.

"Come on Wonder Wuss. Don't think I forgot just how much fun you were that afternoon, bleeding everywhere and trying to rocket off the table when I gave you a local."

Re: The Waiting Room - Tuesday Morning - Wilson

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"Wonder Wuss? What are you trying to kick is some sort of manly response like 'go ahead drive a six inch steak knife through me, I'm totally cool with it?' 'Cause that ain't gonna happen. Besides, that day... I had enough holes in me without you making more, don'tcha think?"

Shep was smiling though. What scared him was the idea that this was the *nice* doctor in the clinic, according to all reports.