FTEC - Saturday Night 10/14

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Whistleing cheerfully, Wilson headed into the clinic for the Saturday night shift. He carried a maple latte in one hand and over his good shoulder rested his satchel. He was still grading papers from Thursday's test and also had a few crossword puzzles to entertain himself with if the evening was slow.

Setting everything down at the front desk, he started a pot of Kona coffee for the night, then unpacked his laptop and papers. A small radio also made an apperance quickly plugged in and dialed to a station that played classical, insturmental jazz and big band on Saturday nights.

Thus, he was settled in for a long, hopefully quiet, evening at the clinic.

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Re: Exam Room 1

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Bel, none of us are perfect. We make mistakes and sometimes, we spend our whole lives trying to atone for them." Wilson said with a rueful little smile that might have hinted at some atoning of his own.

"Okay, clean...twice a day, call me if you get a fever or notice redness, swelling, tenderness or pain around the slashmarks."

Re: Exam Room 1

[demonbelthazor]

Bel chuckled. "I'm sure Phoebe will be checking on me every day," he said. "She'll make sure I heal up okay."