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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 30, 2012 1:14:07 GMT -8
Dr. Bebe- "Haha, that E.R. bravado! I've only had to do resuscitation once and it was wretched. Had to pump that lady for ten minutes with no good news until they got defib on her. I saved her life and she didn't get any damage worse than cracked ribs, but her pulse just wouldn't get back to normal without that interruption. Also, the AEDs give directions that can help non-doctors do it right. What do you think of the no-breaths CPR they were starting to push? I have my doubts about it. Hm... I have to admit, I like the physicals. It's fun to see things no one else gets to see. Not fun enough to keep me from going into research, but pretty damn fun."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 30, 2012 18:54:33 GMT -8
Dr. Victor, had he less tact or respect for coffee, would have spit it out in a comical spray at Dr. Melange's ending statement. He shuddered and turned, choking down what was left of his lifeblood. "Well, I'm not sure if we should do any more than a verbal... I tried to get some of them to disrobe in front of me and they pretty much flipped out and called me a loon. Do they not disrobe for their own PMD? I think they need some sort of dressing gown or something. I'm sure there was a screen we could use around here. I didn't even ask them to get completely naked. Just remove tops and bottoms. You'd think they were Puritans or something." Dr. Bebe- "People feel much more comfortable with a woman, and also in a more formal clinical environment. Just a little more work around here and I bet they'd drop trou for either of us. Hehe."
He set his empty mug on the counter and started looking through what medications were there. He began scribbling notes down for medications in a pristine doctor's script. "Maybe a locked cabinet too. Not for lack of trust in so much as responsibility. Also a medication schedule... and we need to come up with some sort of wheelchair. Do you think we can manage one without resorting to Franco's tirade again?" Dr. Bebe- "I'm sure with you present, we might not even have to go upstairs. If the lobby is attended, knock and Lee will let you in."
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 3, 2012 14:39:49 GMT -8
Dr. Victor shrugged a bit more, leaning on the counter. "Oh, no-breath CPR is probably just going to be a short-lived phase when they realize how much oxygen is not being supplied to keep the brain of the patient alive. Or, when some poor group of doctors suddenly develop Carpal Tunnel Syndrome... well, I suppose if the 'Assembly' or whatever it was over there decides. If it is of any consolation, I seriously doubt anybody up there has any more medical depth than what they watched on Grey's Anatomy or House." Dr. Bebe- "My thoughts exactly." The good doctor wrapped up writing down quick levels of medications, including a short proposal note for a locked area of drugs, It listed the basic OTC medications, such as aspirin and acetaminophen. He knew it would be a shame if someone was to come down with a small cold and die of a fever or some other nefarious parasite that would have been quashed by the pharmaceutical equivalent of chicken soup. He knew his handwriting wasn't atrocious and marveled at the glorious script. He wondered if objects such as pens and paper would become something akin to food in the coming months. Dr. Victor doubted anyone would be willing to risk certain death to stop by a Kinkos or CopyKing. He cleared out the cabinet, finding a wine refrigerator and nodding slowly. Dr. Bebe- "In the kitchen here, it's probably as shielded from the ambient temp as it gets... But still too warm for my liking. Perishable meds are already going sour. Poor diabetics! A lot will be on Metformin, for as long as that lasts."
"Well, Dr. Melange, we can at least have an area to keep some of this, well, relatively safe. This chest here has a small glass door... and a padlock... or what's left of a padlock. I wonder if you have any expertise or I should say, experience in pharmacology or compounding?" Dr. Bebe- "The merest hint. Feingold has more knowledge, but even he'd need to figure out substitutes for chemicals we'll never be able to cultivate a replacement for, and some medieval techniques for things we used to do with technology, like freezing."
The doctor shrugged absently. "I don't have any skill in either, but I do know the small pocket pharmacist guide memorized so, at least, I can... jury rig the appropriate concentrations. I'll go ahead and start listing things like infant dose conversions and mls to mcgs... the formulas aren't that bad but... Oh! We'll need a calculator of some sort. Maybe we can teach math classes on the side or do you think that is just too demeaning of us on them?" Dr. Bebe- "I love that most calculators are solar powered. I know it better than 99% of Americans, but math still sucks."
Giving a stretch, Dr. Victor made sure his legs weren't going to lock solid in place. The dull, iron feeling was unpleasant, if not quite annoying. He rubbed his upper thigh. "Sorry if this is seemingly dull compared to last night. I think the rest of it is going to become rather muted and plastic for a while. Well, I'd hate to say it, but I hope it does. I certainly am not one for keeping up people's spirits; I didn't do well in doctor comedy class. I hardly can make a pun they'd understand... " Dr. Bebe- "I'm sure you have other charms, Victor. Still, humans are at our most resourceful when trying to have fun."
"And I actually think I overheard someone mention my bedside manner was on the equivalent level of a surgeon. Which is just ridiculous! Surgeons get more respect than that and the act of cutting into a body, while still living, is the ultimate sign of respect. They should have called me an Anesthesiologist or something. Those guys are all jerks and they are the ones that gas the patients or dope them up. If I wanted to be a jerk, I'd make sure they were still awake and... well, let's not get too carried away with the semantics of plebeian humor." Dr. Bebe- "Anesthesiologists... I sometimes fear that the medical professions have become too balkanized into specialist fields... I will have to bow to your knowledge of diverse methods, but even you may not be the most qualified man for some jobs. We didn't have to do it all before, you know?"
Dr. Victor let out a huge chuckle at the last statement. He piled the papers he finished on the ugly yellow legal paper, setting them aside. He tucked the pen into his shirt pocket, just in case, and moved around to the entrance of the new clinic. "What is taking them so long? The building isn't that big. Maybe I should go and teach them the importance of wasting precious time. It's not as if we can operate through the night... well, not the way they intend to do it." As if on cue, Patti, Hector, Volya, and Columbo came in. Patti retrieved her gun from the doctor and left Volya in his care. Hector stayed to hang out, and Columbo ostensibly to help with work he was totally unqualified for.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 4, 2012 0:14:18 GMT -8
Patti left. Dr. Bebe- "Oh welcome gentlemen. Nurse Columbo, would you care to get an extra seat for us?"
Columbo- "Sure thing, your highness!"
Volya- "Don't cut me to piece doctors, I think I'm, uh, I don't feels so good."
Hector- "He's just fucked up, you know? Take it easy on him, mang."
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 4, 2012 9:58:44 GMT -8
Dr. Victor shrugged, pulling on a pair of gloves. He meticulously made sure each finger was well outfitted with latex, tugging and sliding them over his hands. He did, however, think better of making fun of Volya's comment. The good doctor wondered if Dr. Melange had anything to do with that change of attitude in him. "Volya, we won't do anything to harm you, okay? We'll need you to take your shirt off so we can look at your arm. Now, tell me about what happened, so Dr. Melange can hear." Volya- "OK, so last night there was a bunch of drinks and I saw them and thought - you know, it's kinda tough rights now and I saw this fucked up shits, -
Oh, the zombie. Uh, this zombie bitch bit my arm, and it broke the skin."
"Hector, if you could, why don't you bring Volya some water. Over in the ice machine there is some, just press the button for ice and it'll come out. I'm sure he's pretty thirsty after the party." Volya- "Any clear liquids will do - make it vodka."
Hector- "You're crazy, ese."
Dr. Victor returned to the patient. He checked his vitals, using slow motions so Volya wouldn't flinch. (Temperature was slightly elevated, heart rate quick side of normal, perspiring yes but hard to tell if it was significant or just drunkenly going down the stairs, lookin' a little pale, wound still stitched and clean, but starting to misbehave - moderately swollen, reddish, and was that a trace of clear fluid?) He kept his words as simple as he could, trying not to over-reach Volya's grasp of the language. He knew he did speak a little louder than normal when doing so, but at the time, it was just force of habit. "Volya. Does your head hurt, or do you feel hot or cold?" "Da, it hurts bad. Uhh... warm." "Did you have a lot to drink last night?" "Oh yeah." "Any weird dreams?" "Don't remembers. Wait, maybe Patti was giving somebody a blowjobs... Uh, is that weird?"' "How about your muscles, do you feel stiff or sore?" "I am stiff as a zom- Uh, I'm stiffs a little." Dr. Victor made sure to check Volya's pupils, his ears and his throat. (Fine, fine, fine - but winey as hell.) The distinct lack of hygiene was only a mild cause of alarm, and almost non-existent if Volya choked down as much vodka as the good doctor imagined. He knew full well it would be better not to confer with Dr. Melange, not out of arrogance, but out of concern. Patients usually get worried with a doctor, Volya was no exception. If he kept asking Dr. Melange for her help, it would only lead to an acute over-reaction of the patient; fear wasn't something Dr. Victor managed in patients and the scarcity of medication meant he couldn't knock him out of after the verbal communication failed. The good doctor did offer up a comforting, if slightly deflated, smile. Dr. Bebe- How do you like him doctor? What do we need? Hector came back with the water.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 4, 2012 13:06:02 GMT -8
Looks like Volya needs that penicillin!
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 4, 2012 13:19:56 GMT -8
Dr. Victor nodded slowly. "Volya, I'm going to recommend you take a little rest. I have some medicine that will help you with your infection. It's called penicillin; unfortunately, it's going to probably taste pretty bad. And, also, lay off the alcohol for a week, all right?" Volya- "I bet they don't let anyone get in that stuff after last night anyways. Haha."
The doctor went behind the counter and came back with six pills. "Look, I'm going to bend the rules for you, since you're all right. Take one pill every day. If you feel worse, you come find me, okay? I won't lock you up or anything as long as you promise me you'll take one pill every day, okay?" Volya- "I'll put a reminder on my digital planner. Oh waits..."
"Volya, I'm serious. Thank you Hector, for the water. Now, comrade, can I trust you?" Volya- "Da, da. I'll take these pills. Don't wanna be a zombie, yeah?"
Hector- "Great! That stuff is freaky."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 4, 2012 13:38:20 GMT -8
Bebe- "Good work. So, how should we divide our efforts for now?"
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 4, 2012 15:00:17 GMT -8
Dr. Victor shrugged a little but was great up for the verbal compliance. He turned quickly to Dr. Melange and spoke in a soft tone. "I believe we need to gather some information about everyone here. Seth had spoken to some people and mentioned counselors. If we see them first, we can apply a stamp of approval on their fitness. Some of these things are devious; but not impatient. I witnessed it playing sympathies off some people for assistance. Needless to say, her physical body was quite deceased." Dr. Bebe- "The possessed I heard of... Yes, checking for vitals shouldn't be too difficult."
"In any event, what I'm getting at is doing a full screening on everyone in the building. Between shifts and even with the pair of us doing general histories, it might take a day. Information is vital and doing a mass triage is important. I heard there was an infant as well. I dislike doing those exams... In any event, yes. We should gather information on these people." Dr. Bebe- "Of course..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 4, 2012 16:12:02 GMT -8
Dr. Bebe- "... Nurse Columbo?"
Columbo- "You're mighty weird, lady."
Dr. Bebe- "We need to go upstairs again, and see Marie about a few issues - medicine control and arranging physical examinations, preferably to begin today."
Columbo- "Please tell me one of you is coming. My miseries need company!"
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 4, 2012 17:06:07 GMT -8
Dr. Victor nodded absently. His voice was still calm and he offered a parting smile to Dr. Melange. "I would love to accompany you, Mr. Columbo. I am sure you would do well to tell me of the things you have witnessed these past few days. If not we can always complain about bad movies." Columbo- "Thank you!"
"Dr. Melange, I will see about getting you something more appropriate for traversing. We will return shortly. Is there anything else I can gather for you? Something else to drink, or some magazines, maybe a clip board?" Dr. Bebe- "I've got a planner, a pen, and raw materials for a bit of re-design... It's enough to stay busy with."
Dr. Victor nodded absently. His voice was still calm and he Dr. Victor gently clapped Columbo on the back. "Right, then. Let us go and discuss things with Marie. I believe I will make a few notes on her mental chart for progress. I think I still have some antiseptic ointment for her. She is really my second patient; Volya was the first. Well after Micah, but let us not dawdle about. Daylight is burning." They went up stairs fast enough to catch up to Hector and slowpoking Volya. Volya looked at Doc like Charles was a dracula of some kind. What a goose.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 4, 2012 20:47:29 GMT -8
Melange kicked up her heels and rubbed her face. Dr. Bebe- "What are you getting yourself into, girl?"
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Post by DKender on Nov 5, 2012 22:46:32 GMT -8
Some time later, an idle Alex cautiously ventured into the clinic. "Hello? Doctor, are you here?" No Doctor Victor. But he did see Dr. Bebe. "Sorry, Ma'am!" Dr. Bebe- "Am I not doctor enough for you, young man?"
Why did he feel so nervous? "Is Dr. Victor working today?" He glanced over his shoulder, half-expecting his intended target to stroll into the room. Dr. Bebe- "Ask and ye shall receive, Alex."
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 5, 2012 22:50:35 GMT -8
Dr. Victor leaned in the stairwell, eyes half-closed. He stepped in, being caught in Alex's glimpse. "Yes, Alex... I've been looking for you as well. Have you- Well, let me see what you're here for first. It could very well be very important." He crossed his arms over his chest and moved into the room. He motioned towards one of the plusher seats. "Have a seat, Alex." He gave Dr. Melange a small smile and turned his attention to the young kid.
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Post by DKender on Nov 5, 2012 22:56:55 GMT -8
Alex didn't wait to sit down before he started talking. "I found you TWO personal trainers! Well, sort of. Patti and Ashley are pretty much workout geniuses, so they're going to help us. Did you see the post-it note on the job board? We're meeting before supper to exercise, apparently. Well, if they get back from burning bodies in time. I probably should have joined, but que sera sera and all that. But what did you say to Ash? He had a bone to pick with you this morning. Whooo. He's an okay guy, I think ... but be careful around him, anyway. And OH MAN, my wisdom teeth are killing me today." Alex had to stop rambling to take a breath.
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