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Aug. 7th, 2017 12:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
headingforsomethingWho: Reecy Chester and Justin Campbell
What: Big Sister Duties
Where: Mount Sinai, NYC
When: After this
Reecy was close to leaving after she sat with Justin a little while while he slept when soon began to rouse. It was clear he was disoriented and maybe in a little pain or feeling sick, showing a little distress. She didn’t fully take his hand or touch him because you had to be careful with that when he wasn’t well. She just put her fingers softly over his to show him she was there and she pressed the nurse call button so they could come see if he was okay.
They didn’t ask her to leave, but they tended to him a little. Checked him all over, documented everything he was reporting. He did have pain and was feeling sick, even breathing seemed too taxing, but they gave him some medication and she could see it start to kick in. Now she finally sat forward, rubbing his leg softly through the hospital blanket. “Good to see those eyes open, Smooshie. How are you holding up, cutie? You and your man look like you’ve been through the wars.”
( Whenever he was awake right now, Justin was exhausted. Body and brain. It took effort to be awake and functioning, but they told him it was because his body was recovering from the equivalent of running a week-long marathon and was still working extra hard to rid the toxin from his system... )
LOG, COMPLETE
What: Big Sister Duties
Where: Mount Sinai, NYC
When: After this
Reecy was close to leaving after she sat with Justin a little while while he slept when soon began to rouse. It was clear he was disoriented and maybe in a little pain or feeling sick, showing a little distress. She didn’t fully take his hand or touch him because you had to be careful with that when he wasn’t well. She just put her fingers softly over his to show him she was there and she pressed the nurse call button so they could come see if he was okay.
They didn’t ask her to leave, but they tended to him a little. Checked him all over, documented everything he was reporting. He did have pain and was feeling sick, even breathing seemed too taxing, but they gave him some medication and she could see it start to kick in. Now she finally sat forward, rubbing his leg softly through the hospital blanket. “Good to see those eyes open, Smooshie. How are you holding up, cutie? You and your man look like you’ve been through the wars.”
( Whenever he was awake right now, Justin was exhausted. Body and brain. It took effort to be awake and functioning, but they told him it was because his body was recovering from the equivalent of running a week-long marathon and was still working extra hard to rid the toxin from his system... )
LOG, COMPLETE
