Dr. Lachlan Campbell (
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"Things can only get better."
Who: Lachlan Campbell, Billy Willis and Ajay Bellerose
What: You say curse, I say blessing
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: After THIS
It was a good few hours after Ajay's exploratory procedure that Lachlan included him in his rounds. The lad had a rough trot with the anesthetic, so it was best to let him sleep it off before bombarding him with medical information. He was Lachlan's last patient of the night, which meant he could spend a bit more time with him. He had heard of Ajay's case when he got shot, and Patrick gave Lachlan the head's up after the procedure (which he had been his anesthesiologist for) that Ajay was dating Billy, Jude's brother. So he was a special case by default, as far as Lachlan was concerned.
He had Ajay's medical record tucked under his arm and knocked softly on the door. Billy was lying on the bed with him watching him sleep and Lachlan gave him a smile, voice hushed when he spoke. "You dinnae have to move. I'm nay going to kick you out, buddie. Promise. My wife used to the the same with me when I was a patient and it made the whole thing easier. I do have to try and rouse him a wee bit, though. Just to give him a check over for pain levels and I need to chat with him about diagnosis."
What: You say curse, I say blessing
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: After THIS
It was a good few hours after Ajay's exploratory procedure that Lachlan included him in his rounds. The lad had a rough trot with the anesthetic, so it was best to let him sleep it off before bombarding him with medical information. He was Lachlan's last patient of the night, which meant he could spend a bit more time with him. He had heard of Ajay's case when he got shot, and Patrick gave Lachlan the head's up after the procedure (which he had been his anesthesiologist for) that Ajay was dating Billy, Jude's brother. So he was a special case by default, as far as Lachlan was concerned.
He had Ajay's medical record tucked under his arm and knocked softly on the door. Billy was lying on the bed with him watching him sleep and Lachlan gave him a smile, voice hushed when he spoke. "You dinnae have to move. I'm nay going to kick you out, buddie. Promise. My wife used to the the same with me when I was a patient and it made the whole thing easier. I do have to try and rouse him a wee bit, though. Just to give him a check over for pain levels and I need to chat with him about diagnosis."
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Once Ajay gave his authorisation for Billy to be involved, Lachlan handed him some patient leaflets and information sheets on Crohn's Disease. "I also want to commence you on a couple of other medications used to control the flare ups. They will still happen, there's no way to truly avoid them, but we can keep is as controlled as we can and treat the flare ups when they happen. It's important to recognise the signs of the flares so you know when to get further treatment, and that's where the difficulty will be for you because the discomfort has become your norm via the bulimia. You need to start being able to take a normal balanced diet with lots of fluids, fibre and iron. The thought of that scares the living shit out of you, I know, buddy, but this is serious, okay? Either way, if we dinnae address this here and now either the bulimia or this will eventually catch up to you and all your systems will begin to shut down on you. But you have Billy here to help you and take care of you now, and my colleagues here are some of the best in the country. You dinnae have to suffer anymore. We're going to get you well, but you have to work with us."
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He liked the sound of Ajay not having to suffer anymore, but he knew what Lachlan was saying wasn't an easy fix. It would still be hard for Ajay to work on this... if not harder being ill. He was getting a little panicky now because what if Ajay couldn't get better with the bulimia and his systems started shutting down? This was, again, one of those moments he wanted his big brother there. But Jude wasn't here, so the panic was staying. "It's okay, honey. I'm here, okay? I'll help you with this, I'll look after you. We all will. Travis will. I mean, if you want to tell him. He just might like to help, to show you that he does care about you. We'll help you..." he repeated, kissing Ajay's temple.
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He wiped the tears away with his fingers. Being told he didn't have to suffer anymore wasn't something he could believe. It was also a little scary to think he had to face the eating regime again because his life depended on it. He knew what he needed to do, but it was always hard to battle it when he was at his worst. "Whatever you need me to do, I'll do. I just need to take it in and I'm not feeling so good right now."
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"For now, get some rest, aye? I think we might get you on another bag of fluids and something for nausea so you can rest comfortably. I'm back on shift again tomorrow morning, so I'll come by and have another wee chat with you to see how you're going. But I willnae do anything without your authority, so if there's anything you dinnae want or dinnae understand, tell me, buddy, and we'll find other routes," he said and this time gave Billy a hospital print-out explaining what PEG feeding was and why it was vital for Ajay right now.
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He took some tissues from the box and wiped away Ajay's tears. "What can I do? I'll call Gen, see if she minds having some time off so I can help him through all this. I-I'll... shit, I didn't sign that contract with Caden for the play, but I'll just tell him Ajay's gotten sick and I can't commit to it anymore. Getting him better is way more important," he decided, thinking out loud and trying to take in as much of this as he can so Ajay didn't need to remember it. "So, this PEG thing, it's a tube in his stomach so he doesn't need to worry about eating? That makes sense. And he can have it at home? He doesn't need to stay in here for ages, right?"
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This showed how strong Ajay could be. He might seem weak, and he might seem vulnerable and broken, which he was, all of the above, but he had also fought this hard battle for years so he was weathered to it. "You... you need to understand that my head is a messed up place, and on top of everything else, I can't deal with the guilt of you quitting the play because I'm sick. It's hard enough hating on myself for everything else already. Okay? Give me something to look forward to, seeing your opening night." He looked back to Lachlan. "I think I should see Gabe, thank you. I'm sorry I'm such a mess. Everything's so hard right now, I can't make sense of it in my head."
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He rested his hand on Ajay's arm again. "I just want to take a set of obs so we can see where to start with the meds first, okay? But tell me, are you musical like your dad, buddy? When we had you in Recovery you got a wee bit sick on your gown, so we changed it for you and I noticed the tattoo on your arm. The sheet music to What a Wonderful World. It's usually musical folk who get ink like that," he noted with a small smile, relieving the weight of the conversation just a little so Ajay had something else to focus on for a bit.
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Wait... ink? "You have ink?" he asked in surprise. He hadn't ever seen Ajay uncovered, though. In fact, he had never seen him in anything but a hospital gown that didn't have long sleeves. Lachlan was extremely musically talented, and did a lot of music producing and mentoring in his spare time, but it was cool to hear him recognise the song just by reading the music within the tattoo. He hadn't ever thought to ask if Ajay was musical like his father. He knew his sister was, and that she said Ajay was talentless and useless. That didn't mean anything, the stupid bitch.
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He was surprised too, because he didn't know Lachlan's background. "That's my favourite song. It helps remembering things I seem to keep losing sight of. I'm a little musical, I guess. Just don't like to do it in front of anyone. Crowds make me nervous, I don't like being the centre of attention. It's more a personal thing," he mumbled with a self-conscious shrug. "Nothing like dad. Rock's not really my thing."