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Post by David on Feb 3, 2012 16:47:47 GMT -5
The doctor sighed. "We'll have to just do our best, dear. You've already had contact with him, so there's no sense in you leaving." He took a surgical mask out of his bag. "But put this on, in case."
Trixie got some things for Eli, then moved to wait in the hall until he got home.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 3, 2012 16:58:44 GMT -5
Erin held the mask, giving it a disgusted look. "what can I do to help him?"
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Post by David on Feb 5, 2012 15:40:04 GMT -5
The doctor sighed. "We need to reduce his fever." He pulled back the blankets from over David's feet -- they were ice cold. "Rub his legs and feet, bring the fever down from his head."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 5, 2012 19:44:58 GMT -5
Erin nodded, immediately beginning to rub his feet and legs, crying silently to herself.
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Post by David on Feb 5, 2012 20:31:01 GMT -5
The doctor set to work, tying a tourniquet around David's arm. He took a sanitized razor from his bag, pulling his arm over the edge of the bed and resting it over a metal bowl he put on the nightstand.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 5, 2012 21:12:11 GMT -5
Erin watched him, wondering what the hell he was doing.
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Post by David on Feb 6, 2012 15:03:28 GMT -5
The doctor tapped at a spot on David's forearm, then carefully sliced into it with the razor, making him begin to bleed into the bowl.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 6, 2012 15:28:30 GMT -5
((hah oh the 1800s))
"What the hell are you doing!" Erin exclaimed, giving the doctor a panicked look. "you are hurting him!"
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Post by David on Feb 6, 2012 15:30:27 GMT -5
The doctor gave her a pointed look. "I'm helping him. We have to get the toxins out, and bleeding is the best way."
David whimpered, barely registering the pain through the fever.
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Post by Zippy on Feb 6, 2012 15:38:26 GMT -5
She blinked at him. That didnt make any sense.
"Dave. Oh God David." she continued rubbing his feet but she knew that whatever was wrong with him was out of their hands.
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Post by David on Feb 6, 2012 15:40:45 GMT -5
The doctor wrapped David's arm then moved to the other side of the bed, repeating the procedure on his other arm. David was grey, and his breathing a little shallow.
When the doctor was done, he gave Erin a bottle of powdered medicine. "Mix this in with tea and give it to him every hour."
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Post by Zippy on Feb 6, 2012 15:51:58 GMT -5
She nodded. "thank you doctor." even though David seemed to look worse than before.
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Post by David on Feb 6, 2012 15:57:07 GMT -5
The doctor nodded, left his bill on the nightstand, and left with an instruction to contact him if they needed anything.
David took a shuddering breath, his lips dry, his face grey and clammy.
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Post by piper on Feb 6, 2012 16:03:17 GMT -5
"Jesus Davey, what happened to you?" Erin sighed, lifting up water to his mouth.
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Post by David on Feb 6, 2012 16:06:46 GMT -5
He drank it weakly, not even able to open his eyes. He slid his hand along the bed, searching for hers.
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