Doctor, doctor, gimme the news

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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.

Comments

[motioned]

[She smiles a little wider, her eyes starting to water, when she sees that slightly cheerier face, before she promptly plants her face in her hands and starts to cry. She's... out of it, okay.]

I'm really glad...

[retraced]

[Oh. Oh man. He didn't mean to make her cry!

Frantically, he reaches up and grabs hold of her shoulder as tightly as he can, a questioning look on his face as he mouths the words: Are you okay?!]

[motioned]

[She looks towards him, her hand shaking as she reaches to wipe her eyes dry.]

I'm happy.

[retraced]

[Ah, thank goodness. That's much better than being upset because he's too useless to even say simple words of comfort well enough.

He reaches up to wipe her cheek with his sleeve, hoping that that will be a good enough answer until he can speak again.]

[motioned]

[And then, in a moment of total thoughtlessness brought on by fever, she blows her nose on that very same sleeve.

:')]

[retraced]

[..................Today is a really weird day.

So he'll allow it.

:|]

[motioned]

[She'll apologize later. Maybe.]

I'm glad you came.

[retraced]

[He'll just clean it...somehow. Sob. Ugh.

He does his best to hum his agreement, but he settles instead for simply nodding. At least he can do that now without feeling like it'll make him pass out. For now.]

[motioned]

[She pauses, frowning before reaching for the pen. Everything that was important to speak out loud has been said.]

you dont sem so good. mayb you shuld go home

[retraced]

[After a short hesitation, he writes back:]

Are you sure?

[motioned]

well if you want to sty you can. but maye you shold slep.

[retraced]

[At first he looks unsure, but after glancing back over at the boy in the next bed and the nurse that's walked in to check on things, he nods. He won't be of use to anyone, not her or Oz, unless he actually tries to get some rest.

Plus Oz will probably hit him later if he's gone for too long.]

[motioned]

[She smiles, nodding in turn, and moves back to the paper.]

im sure well be fine but dont foget what i said

[retraced]

[He rubs at his eyes with the clean sleeve and shakes his head. No, he won't forget. He then reaches for her hand to squeeze it reassuringly and bows his head once more.]

[motioned]

[She squeezes his hand in return.]

youl be okay too. and oz and evryon. im sure ill be out in a few days

[retraced]

I'll pick you up when you're better and take you home no matter wha

[He drops the pen so that he can cover his mouth to cough.]

[motioned]

[She leans forward, concerned, but winces at the pain that simple motion causes, taking a deep breath as her head swims.]

[retraced]

[When he finally recovers, he scribbles a quick:]

Get some sleep. I'll see you soon.

[And then attempts to stand up without falling right back down.]

[motioned]

[She nods with a smile, clearing her throat.]

I'll definitely come home no matter what. I wouldn't let something like a flu stop me!

[retraced]

[He smiles weakly and gives her an even weaker nod. If only he could feel that same sort of happy optimism. His stubbornness will just have to suffice.]

[motioned]

[She tries to lift a hand to wave, but it only stays a few seconds before she moves it back down to the bed.]

Bye, Dad.

[retraced]

[He picks up his paper and pen and tries to wave in return before starting for the door. He's still a little unsteady on his feet, but he refuses to pass out in front of her. He'll wait until he's in the cab for that.]