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Jul. 3rd, 2016 03:01 ammultipleloveI don't know what's worse... tripping out of an elevator and falling flat on my face on the first day of my placement, or tripping out of an elevator and falling flat on my face in front of a hot dude.
"I want to hold your hand."
Jul. 3rd, 2016 12:49 pmwordsofwisdomWho: Shannon Webster and Finlay Bennett
What: Relief
Where: Pediatric Surgical Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Evening, later after THIS
It had seemed like forever before Reecy was calling Shannon up and telling him Fin was going to be coming back to the ward soon, and had been asking for him in Recovery. That settled the hurt and turmoil Shannon had been feeling inside. He hated that he felt shellshocked for feeling like he was just in the way with his wheelchair. Especially considering how much Fin had helped him when he hadn't been feeling well; like that night he had a pain flare up and he had an accident in the bed. It had been absolutely fucking awful, but Fin hadn't bothered by it at all. He had been incredible. That was all Shannon wanted to be able to return.
Shannon didn't know what went down with everyone else before he got to the ward Fin was admitted to. He couldn't even look Walker or Sawyer in the eye. He just wheeled himself into the room Reecy directed him to as Fin's. She told him that Fin had a terrible time coming out of the anesthetic, which made him really sick. It was why it had taken longer to come out of Recovery. The actual procedure itself was tricky and time-consuming, the appendix had been gangrenous and just because Fin was a special kind of guy, they discovered he had actually been born with his appendix attached to his bowel, which was why it ended up gangrenous once the appendicitis kicked in. Needless to say, it was a tricky procedure all around.
It was a lot to hear and take in. Shannon understood even more why there was such a frenzy of urgency with Fin in the ER, but it still didn't make him feel less like a hopeless lump just getting in the way. He was going to have shove all that down and deal with it. Later, though. Now, he just wanted to see Fin. Fin was wrapped up in hospital blankets, looking to be sleeping. He had an oxygen mask on, and was attached to a couple of monitors and IV lines. That was all pretty standard for an emergency surgery. They had to watch him for awhile, make sure there were no post-operative complications.
Shannon wheeled himself right up to Fin's side and softly, carefully, took one of his hands to hold between both of his own. He leaned over and kissed Fin's finger, letting the connection just engulf him. At least he could be sure Fin was okay now.
What: Relief
Where: Pediatric Surgical Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Evening, later after THIS
It had seemed like forever before Reecy was calling Shannon up and telling him Fin was going to be coming back to the ward soon, and had been asking for him in Recovery. That settled the hurt and turmoil Shannon had been feeling inside. He hated that he felt shellshocked for feeling like he was just in the way with his wheelchair. Especially considering how much Fin had helped him when he hadn't been feeling well; like that night he had a pain flare up and he had an accident in the bed. It had been absolutely fucking awful, but Fin hadn't bothered by it at all. He had been incredible. That was all Shannon wanted to be able to return.
Shannon didn't know what went down with everyone else before he got to the ward Fin was admitted to. He couldn't even look Walker or Sawyer in the eye. He just wheeled himself into the room Reecy directed him to as Fin's. She told him that Fin had a terrible time coming out of the anesthetic, which made him really sick. It was why it had taken longer to come out of Recovery. The actual procedure itself was tricky and time-consuming, the appendix had been gangrenous and just because Fin was a special kind of guy, they discovered he had actually been born with his appendix attached to his bowel, which was why it ended up gangrenous once the appendicitis kicked in. Needless to say, it was a tricky procedure all around.
It was a lot to hear and take in. Shannon understood even more why there was such a frenzy of urgency with Fin in the ER, but it still didn't make him feel less like a hopeless lump just getting in the way. He was going to have shove all that down and deal with it. Later, though. Now, he just wanted to see Fin. Fin was wrapped up in hospital blankets, looking to be sleeping. He had an oxygen mask on, and was attached to a couple of monitors and IV lines. That was all pretty standard for an emergency surgery. They had to watch him for awhile, make sure there were no post-operative complications.
Shannon wheeled himself right up to Fin's side and softly, carefully, took one of his hands to hold between both of his own. He leaned over and kissed Fin's finger, letting the connection just engulf him. At least he could be sure Fin was okay now.
niceguysfinishlastWho: Kip Pryor and Garrett Holt
What: That awkward moment
Where: Waiting Room, Pediatric Unit
When: After all Fin's emergency surgery is said and done
Kip didn't know why he was still at the hospital, but he was. It had been ages since he wheeled Shannon up there to where the pretty lady was waiting for him. He went in to be with Fin, and Kip sort of lingered back in the hall like a fart in an elevator. He didn't want to accidentally run into Fin's dad at all, but at the same time, he didn't want to go just yet in case Shannon needed support again. Something inside him had just felt right when he had been able to step in for his best friend like that. He was left wondering now why he shoved all that away for so long. He was tired, his emotions were frazzled. Nothing was making much sense in his mind right now.
He had taken a seat in the waiting room attached to the unit Fin was admitted to, and he must have fallen asleep with his head propped up on his hand without realising it. He jolted himself awake when his elbow slipped off the armrest and his head dropped, banging lightly on the plastic arm rest. Talk about a rude awakening. He was now sporting a red patch on his cheek and he sat up, rubbing at it.
He checked the time. It was getting late, but he still didn't want to leave. Coffee. He needed coffee. He wasn't braving the hospital tea again because they stuff they had been served in the cafeteria was shit. He was checking his pockets as he exited the waiting room, realising then he probably didn't have enough cash for even a coffee. That was where his mind was when he walked out into the corridor and promptly bumped into someone.
That someone was Garrett. Cue the awkward.
What: That awkward moment
Where: Waiting Room, Pediatric Unit
When: After all Fin's emergency surgery is said and done
Kip didn't know why he was still at the hospital, but he was. It had been ages since he wheeled Shannon up there to where the pretty lady was waiting for him. He went in to be with Fin, and Kip sort of lingered back in the hall like a fart in an elevator. He didn't want to accidentally run into Fin's dad at all, but at the same time, he didn't want to go just yet in case Shannon needed support again. Something inside him had just felt right when he had been able to step in for his best friend like that. He was left wondering now why he shoved all that away for so long. He was tired, his emotions were frazzled. Nothing was making much sense in his mind right now.
He had taken a seat in the waiting room attached to the unit Fin was admitted to, and he must have fallen asleep with his head propped up on his hand without realising it. He jolted himself awake when his elbow slipped off the armrest and his head dropped, banging lightly on the plastic arm rest. Talk about a rude awakening. He was now sporting a red patch on his cheek and he sat up, rubbing at it.
He checked the time. It was getting late, but he still didn't want to leave. Coffee. He needed coffee. He wasn't braving the hospital tea again because they stuff they had been served in the cafeteria was shit. He was checking his pockets as he exited the waiting room, realising then he probably didn't have enough cash for even a coffee. That was where his mind was when he walked out into the corridor and promptly bumped into someone.
That someone was Garrett. Cue the awkward.