Fandom Town Emergency Clinic

Having heard that there was a patient in the clinic, Doogie came in early to check on him and shoo away any flirtatious nurses who might be bothering the poor guy.

Doogie who was not going to forget this again this week omg kept himself occupied during his shift by watching the television, flipping through the various news stations to compare their coverage of the convention. It was kind of amusing to see how they all differed.

Doogie was hoping for a quiet shift in the clinic since he had a stack of journals to get through. Luckily, things seemed to be peaceful, and the nurses didn't try to distract him much. They couldn't help but bug him just a little, for fun.

Doogie got to the clinic a little early for his shift, but the nurse didn't seem to mind, muttering something about drinking with the flies as she left. He wasn't about to ask, and focused on doing an inventory of the exam rooms instead.

When Doogie came in for his shift, he was surprised to find a pyramid of limes on the main desk, but didn't give it much thought. But as he went through the exam rooms for a regular inventory check and found more and more limes tucked away in every corner, he realized the NPC nurse on before him might have had more time on her hands than she'd known what to do with. Gathering the extra limes up, Doogie went back to the desk to see if he could make an even bigger pyramid with his time.

Doogie busied himself with an inventory check for the clinic, before turning the television on to see what was on the news.

An empty clinic was exactly what Doogie wanted to see when he came in, and he felt much more comfortable about settling in and watching the television as he finished the inventory list tonight.

When Doogie heard Hades' announcement, he'd thought about leaving, just for a minute. Then he thought about what the people on the island liked to do when they were threatened, and realized that he might be needed here. He was disappointed to find that the clinic already had one patient, but was relieved too, to see that there weren't more.

Doogie had the news on as he did the inventory check for the clinic. He figured it might be useful to know who won last night's basketball game.

Doogie spent most of the day doing an inventory check for the clinic, and watching the news. For once, he was actually enjoying hearing about what was going on.

Doogie's plan for his shift today was to do an inventory check and then watch the news, but he kept finding himself getting sucked into the more mindless forms of daytime television. They were entertaining, if nothing else.

Doogie still had a stack of medical journals to get through, but he was taking the time to check the inventory in all of the exam rooms first.

Doogie just barely made it to the clinic at the precise start of his shift, having gotten caught up in conversation with his mother when he called her to wish her a happy Mother's Day.

Doogie was at the desk, watching the news, and trying not to get too disgusted with humanity. He wondered if maybe watching Animal Planet instead would be better for his mood.

Doogie had listened to the radio last night, and was less than pleased about the advice Barney had apparently given his daughter. He certainly wasn't afraid of a small knife-wielding child now, but that didn't mean he wasn't keeping a eye on the door during his shift.

Doogie may have looked a little more tired than usual as he went about his usual clinic duties. Stupid coffee not doing what it was supposed to do.

Doogie had planted himself at the front desk, and was working on an e-mail to Vinnie, trying to talk him out of the latest crazy money-making scheme he'd come up with.

Doogie was very glad that shows were finally starting to come back from after the writers' strike, if only because it gave him new things to watch during the slow parts of his shift.

Doogie was very thankful for coffee this morning as he came in early for his shift.

Doogie had quite a bit of personal reading to get through today, so he was thankful that things seemed to be quiet. If nothing else, it wasn't raining food anymore, and that was enough of an improvement for him.

Doogie had noticed the sudden overabundance of small children in the town, but he wasn't doing anything about it just yet, aside from making sure the clinic was well-stocked with bandaids.

Doogie was working on the clinic's inventory this morning, and making a note to himself so he'd remember to call his parents and wish them a happy Easter, and doing just about anything he could think of to keep himself distracted enough that he wouldn't have to notice the little marshmallow treats wandering outside the door. He could only take so much of the town's insanity in one month.

Doogie was more than ready for a quiet shift involving nothing scary outside that wanted to eat the people in the town. There needed to be more Wednesdays like that, really.

Okay, it was pretty difficult to freak Doogie out. As much as the plague had gotten him worked up and worried, it hadn't made him lose his mind as much as the current statue situation. He'd had to resist the urge to turn in circles as he made his way to the clinic, knowing he'd be too dizzy to function when he got there. In the end, he just booked it, collapsing into a chair once he got inside.

Doogie was having a quiet morning in the clinic, and was armed with enough coffee and reading material to get himself through the day.