Clinic Hours - Friday January 13th 2006

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Taking his time coming up from town, Wilson let Cash off his leash to run around the courtyard the way the puppy was used to playing in the morning. Sipping his coffee, he gave the young dog a half an hour before whistling and calling to him. Unlocking the clinic doors, he set about getting the place open for the day.

Cash ran down to the end of the hall and whimpered a couple of times at the door that lead to the apartment but a pause in his activities and a cuddle from the oncologist, coaxed the puppy back up to the front of the clinic. Coffee was started and music was put on, playing quietly at the desk. Rather than picking up his usual crossword puzzle, Wilson tugged out a small rubber ball and sat in the waiting room, tossing it up against the wall for Cash to chase and try to catch.

Doctor and puppy are in! By all means stop by.

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The Waiting Room - Friday 1/13/06

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Come say hello, snitch coffee, pet the puppy.

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair wandered in, sniffling slightly, carrying the stick with a sock tied to it and a flyer (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/392475.html?#cutid1) about gremlin rights.

"Um...hi?" He had forgotten that Dr. House had left for the weekend, but maybe this doctor was just as nice. "Do you want a flyer?"

Re: The Waiting Room - Friday 1/13/06

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up from where he was playing with Cash and dark eyes softened sympathetically as he took in Blair's flu ridden apperance.

"A flyer? What is it about?" He asked curiously, holding a hand out for the sheet of paper. "And how long have you had the flu?"

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair handed over the flyer happily. "It's for the gremlins. The man is going to kill them off and it's not even right or anything.Do you want to sign the petition?" Blair shrugged and sniffed. "Dr. House told me yesterday but I was sick the night before that too. Do I look flu-y?" Blair bounced tiredly.

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Standing up, with the petition in one hand, Wilson gently pressed the back of his other hand against Blair's forehead.

"You look flu-y...and you feel flu-y. Are you taking anything?" Then with just a breath to break up the two ideas he nodded. "Yes, why not. Gremlins are living creatures too after all, even if they are a pain in my as...backside."

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair smiled and pulled out the petition (http://www.livejournal.com/users/chasingangela/31244.html) and a pen for the doctor to sign.

Blair blushed. "Well, I-uh-" Blair pulled the unopened medicine from his backpack and held it up. "Dr. House gave me these to take."

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Chiana was greeted first but a small puppy, second by a tall, dark haired doctor striding in behind the puppy.

"Good morning!" Wilson said with a welcoming smile. "How can I help you today?"

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Smiling, Wilson set his hands on his hips and watched Cash roll around, soaking up the affection.

"We certainly are. Come on back and I'll get some information from you and draw the blood."

Grabbing up a blank file, he started to walk back to one of the exam rooms.

"I'll just need you to fill out this form..."

Name:
Age:
Known Allergies:
Species:

Re: The Waiting Room - Friday 1/13/06

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige walks in first thing in the morning, "Doctor Wilson? I'm here for my first day Doctor House told you I'd be working here right?"

((I can open the clinics Friday mornings every week now if that helps you, I've just had a very bad day, but this is pretty unusual for me))

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up from where he was reading a journal and tossing the ball for Cash and he smiled.

"Good morning, Miss Matthews. Yes, he left me a note about your joining our little corner of insanity. How are you this morning?"

[ooc: Sure! That would be fantastic going forward. :D]

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[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige considers lying, but the fact he's a doctor and she's not been sleeping so much the last two nights it seems pointless.

"I've been worse," she replies, "just kinda trying to keep busy now."

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Eyeing her thoughtfully, Wilson nodded to her response but decided not to push it. She'd talk if she wanted to and in the meantime...

"Well, busy hmmm okay. Besides helping me keep track of Cash, how about you help me go through all these new files we've got from the blood draws and get them in order?"

Hearing his name the puppy jumped up from where he'd been chewing on his ball in the corner and came trotting over, making friendly little whimpers and yips at Paige.

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[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom enters the Waiting Room after classes are out for the day.

He actually looks a little nervous, because he knows Wilson is going to be displeased with Grissom not coming yesterday. With everything that has been going on, it slipped his mind to call Wilson and set a new appointment time for Fridays.

Not that he didn't have a history of blowing things off, especially when it came to his health, but he respected Wilson and hoped the young doctor would conclude Grissom was absent-minded perhaps, but not intentionally avoiding his treatments.

Not that he didn't want to avoid it today - with the week he's had, he's exhausted, and by the afternoon it probably looks like someone went at him with a two-by-four.

Taking a seat, Grissom cracks a smile when Cash wanders over looking for attention, and Grissom's softly talking to the dog while he waits for Wilson.

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson had been getting some water for another pot of tea and as he came back into the reception area, his face lit up with a genuine sort of pleasure as he spied Grissom playing with Cash.

"Dr. Grissom!" Setting down the water, he walked towards the man. "How was your break? I need to thank you for the gift you and Sara picked up. I was really honored by that."

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[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"We had a nice break, thank you for asking. Two families in two states, and everyone came out of it with all their limbs," he says with a bit of a smile.

"And you've done a lot for us," Grissom shrugs. "How was your holiday?"

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson stood thoughtfully for a moment then because it was Grissom he chuckled and gave a little shrug.

"It was a little rough. Personal matters but everything is now sorted out for the best and I'm ready for the new year."

Sitting down next to Grissom the way he usually did when the man came for treatment, Wilson tossed the ball for Cash to get a moment's peace.

"How are you feeling?"

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

After lunch, Alanna stepped into the clinic, Faithful in her bag and out of direct contact with any overzealous puppies.

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Awww but Cash looked so woebegone without House. The puppy could smell Faithful and he darted over to Alanna, dancing around her and looking hopefully up at the bag.

Playwithmeplaywithmepllleeeaaaaaassseeee???

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

The bag twitched and hissed and Alanna had to settle it with a hand. With the other, she scratched Cash behind the ears. "Hello Dr. Wilson."

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Coming out of the office with a handful of files he smiled to Alanna.

"Hello, Alanna! How are you doi..." He peered at the hissing bag and quickly whistled Cash over to his ankle, his tone bringing the puppy to him with a 'whipped puppy' sort of expression.

"As I was saying...how are you doing today?"

Phone Call From Michigan

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He called just after 10 am, just to check in and talk to Cash. His mother was doing well, and happy to see him, even though she gave him grief for taking time away from his life and his school.

He didn't have much time to talk, one of the reasons he'd flown out Tursday evening was to be there to go with his mother to her follow up appointment with the cardiologist Friday morning. He cut the call short, assured Cash he missed him already, and hung up.

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Wilson chuckled as he hung up the phone, looking down at the slight bewildered puppy.

How did Daddy get in that small box???

"I know, it doesn't make much sense does it, Cash? Don't think too much about it. Just remember he loves you and that's all that matters okay?"

As if agreeing with this sentiment, the puppy darted forward and licked vigerously at Wilson's hand, then scampered off to find where he'd left his bouncy ball.