FTEC - Saturday Evening Shift [3/3]

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The nurse had been a little concerned when 5pm came and went and Wilson didn't show up but since the clinic was quiet and she had his pager number, she didn't fret overly. A quiet night without a doctor to bother her was a blessing.

Too bad that in about an hour FHT the quiet night was going to be shattered and the clinic was going to find itself, very busy indeed.

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Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

Nat shook her head. "No. I'm afraid I live under a rock, at the best of times. Well, aside from catching the occasional radio broadcast."

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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Wilson nodded, truthfully he knew the feeling.

"It's a long story." He started, trying to think how to condense things. He toyed with the idea of bringing up the week he'd spent in a coma due to the actions of the Source but...brevity, going for brevity here.

"Was believed dead, wasn't. We went and retrieved his soul from where it was trapped."

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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At this, she blinked. This was the second time, in her relatively brief time in town thus far, where the idea of a soul being rescued was bandied about. Not so idly, she wondered how that might affect herself and Nick.

Aloud, she cleared her throat, saying, "I don't think I'll ever get used to this town."

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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"Probably? That's a good thing." Wilson said with an understanding quirk to his lips.

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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"All right, given that I know doctors are the worst patients, I'm going to tell you that you need to take two ibuprofen about every four hours; ice for fifteen minutes every two hours; and stay off it for at least a day." She paused, making a few notes on a chart. "You can, of course, completely ignore my advice, but I wouldn't recommend it."

She glanced up with a bit of an impish twinkle in her eyes.

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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"I'll try?" He said weakly, though they both knew he was shortly going to get up and do rounds to check on his remaining patient.

But he was genuinely thinking about Sunday and that he and Phale would probably opt for a quiet Sunday at the house, so that should be a day of rest for the ankle.

Grinning, Wilson reached for his shirt. "Thank you, Dr. Lambert."

Re: Exam 2 - Wilson

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"You're welcome." She shrugged, turning her back to pick an elastic bandage up off the counter. Turning, she then offered it to him. "Here. You'll need this. And, if it bothers you too much, you know where we keep the crutches and wheelchairs."