Doctor, doctor, gimme the news

[thepull_mods]

Who: Sick people and their well-wishers
When: May 13th-June 4th
Where: Hospitals and clinics all over the Port
Summary: A catch-all log for hospitalized people and their visitors all over the Port during the sickness plot. Everyone feel free to centralize your hospital visit threads here for convenience!
Warning: Please mark your threads if you'll need any.

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[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas hasn't really registered yet that Ahiru is his roommate now—there are no single rooms during this crisis—but it'll make him feel slightly better when it does. Having his friend near helps, too, even if that doesn't make him feel better or fix what's wrong. It's better not to be alone.

After a while, he starts to emerge from the unnatural, illness-induced slumber as he does periodically, and cracks a small smile when he notices Joe there.]

Hey.

[madeinoblivion]

[He's relieved whenever Roxas wakes up for little bits of time, although the weakness in his friend's voice, and every fit of coughing or sneezing or shivering worries him]

Hey.

[Joe returns tiredly, reaching for the water bottle that one of the nurses left.] Not feelings any better yet? Even just a little?

[pullsheavendown]

[He shifts a little to better face his friend, but doesn't bother trying to sit up. That went bad enough the first time that he's not going to try again soon.]

Maybe a little bit. [He frowns, trying to figure out where the slight difference is coming from.] I still feel really lousy. But I felt really, really lousy before.

[madeinoblivion]

But you can.... breathe okay and everything? [he frowns hopefully, his own voice a little raw too, but not with sickness. Rubbing at his eyes the back of his hands, he scoots his chair a little closer]

The nurse says if you've gotta puke, to lean over the bed a little and do it in the basin, so you don't choke on it. I said I's stay and help you.

[He motions to the IV in his arm on the opposite side of the bed, and the saline drip bag]

They hooked you up to that thing with a needle, so you wouldn't dehydrate.

[pullsheavendown]

I can breathe. [But that sets off a small coughing fit.] Mostly.

[He glances down at the basin after the coughing subsides, and doesn't look real thrilled to see it.] I'll try not to.

[He can't pretend there's no chance he'll need it.]

Yeah, the nurse said about the stuff in the needle...I think. It's really fuzzy.

[madeinoblivion]

Here!

[A water bottle is ever so helpfully thrust into his hand, when Roxas breaks off into a coughing fit.] Here, try not to choke on anything, okay?

Promise me you're not going to die?

[pullsheavendown]

[Surprised, Roxas fumbles to hold and open the bottle without spilling on himself while trying to wind fend off more coughing.]

I don't— [There's a small wheeze in his voice, and he takes a careful sip of the water.] I'm not going to die.

[madeinoblivion]

You can't-

[He winces, although his voice is firm, more like an order than a plea. Joe is just barely holding it together.] You've got to hang on until they find something to fix it.

[pullsheavendown]

I will. Hey.

[He curls his fingers into a loose fists and half-bumps it into the air.] The Organization didn't take me out. This won't either.

[madeinoblivion]

Well the Organization's a bunch of lame jerks anyway. [He scoffed, ever the braggart.]

This thing...even the doctors don't know how to fight it, besides acting like it's all just some normal cold.

[pullsheavendown]

Yeah. [He chuckles, but winces like it hurts before sipping more water.]

It's like it came out of nowhere. I've never felt this bad. Don't usually get sick.

[madeinoblivion]

I wonder why it's me who isn't sick so bad- I mean, I'm no more healthy than any of you guys, most of the time....

And Riku's been feeling lousy.

[pullsheavendown]

[He frowns, distressed to hear that.]

Be careful. If Riku can get sick with it, so can you.

[madeinoblivion]

I haven't gotten sick yet.

[pullsheavendown]

Don't.

[His empathic statement/plea causes another coughing fit, but he waves off any attempt to help.]

I don't want you to get sick too. Enough of us already are.

[madeinoblivion]

It doesn't make me feel any better, knowing the rest of you feel lousy enough to end up in the hospital.

[pullsheavendown]

I know! I'm just—I'm scared, okay?

[He presses against his pillow, as if he can hide.]

I've never been sick like this. I don't know how to fight it. And if the rest of you get sick, there's nothing I can do about it.

[madeinoblivion]

Don't be scared. You're tough. Even if there's no way to take out a keyblade and fight it.

[pullsheavendown]

I wish there were. Then I could help all of us.

Thanks, though.