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Helena blinked before chuckling a bit as she looked over the list. "That was quite kind of you. I hope you didn't send any of them home though. Some of these aren't my patients." she said, giggling a bit more. "There are other doctors here Dianna. I meant to introduce you to them during the lunch break, but you're a bit more . . . proactive than I expected you to be." she said, smiling as she handed the list back to Dianna. "Still, what can you tell me about this one?" she asked, pointing to her next patient on the list, a little inu boy whose owners had noticed that he kept sicking up after meals. The inu child in particular was not one of those who joined in the swarm that went to play with Helios.
Helios's eyes widened as he was suddenly swarmed with neko and inu children, some of which were demanding 'pony rides'. He wasn't a damned horse! He hissed at them, but it didn't do anything to deter the hair-pulling demands for 'pony rides'. Again, Helios had slumped limp to the floor, allowing the kids to just crawl over him, pulling/playing with his hair, and a couple of them had picked up his hands and were making them fight each other. This seemed to amuse the kids the most out of everything, seeing his limp arms being manipulated by some of the bigger kids in that way. He hoped his wrists weren't going to be sore after this . . . Maybe he should just give in and give them the damn pony rides . . .
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 1:34 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 8:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 12:28 am
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The inu boy frowned. "But she'll yell at me . . ." he whispered, his ears drooping.
Helena sighed. "I will not yell at you. Dianna is right, I just want to help you, and I can't do that if you're not letting me do my job." she said in a soft tone. "Now, please, will you help me help you feel better?" she asked.
The inu bit his lip. "I . . . I ate a bouncy ball . . ." he muttered, eliciting gasps from his owners. "It looked yummy . . . Like a gumball . . ." he whined, his voice rather raspy.
Helena sighed and sat back. "Well . . . I suppose we'll need to get the bouncy ball out of you then." she said, before looking quizically at the inu. "And where exactly did you find this bouncy ball?" she asked.
"Under the sofa . . ." he mumbled, looking rather ashamed of himself.
"And was it covered with dust and such?" The inu nodded. "Well no wonder you're sick." she said with fond exasperation. And really, the boy was only around four or five. She couldn't put too much blame on him, she supposed.
The inu boy was looking rather green around the gills. "I dun feel good . . ." he muttered.
Helena's eyes widened and she quickly guided the boy to the garbage can, holding it open as he sicked up into it. "See that? Your body's trying to get rid of the foreign object." she murmured softly, rubbing his back in a soothing fashion. She then looked to his owners. "I have a feeling the ball might be stuck somewhere, but I'll have to get an x-ray to know it's location. As for the other symptoms, he likely got a bug from all the germs that were on the ball when he ate it." she said, frowning.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 12:36 am
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The boy just whimpered, his ears nearly flat against his head now. "Am I gonna die?" he asked, looking up at Dianna with big, wide eyes that were brimming with unshed tears. He really felt quite horrible.
Helena, who had heard the question, smiled a bit sadly. "We'll make sure you get better, okay?" she said softly before heading to the computer to let the x-ray team know that she was sending them a patient. "Take him up to the second floor, suite 240. I'll also let an associate of mine, a gastroenterologist know about Rusty and she'll be able to help you more than I can." she said, typing up an email as she spoke. "Get an appointment with her as soon as you can. I don't want this going untreated for much longer." she said, all business.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2014 1:39 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2014 2:33 am
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Helena blinked. "Ah, Dianna, I'm sure his owners can take care of him well enough to find their way to Imaging." she said kindly. The female owner came and took the boy from Dianna's arms, and with an odd glance back at the neko, the couple left with the inu boy in tow.
Helena sighed, rubbing her head, fighting off a headache. "Dianna, I know you're trying to be helpful, but while a neko in the position of doctor's assistant is a thing most people can understand, most will not trust you to take their slave away. Please, don't ever suggest something like that again." she said, trying to be kind in her tone, but knowing that the rules had to be set down. For Dianna's own safety if nothing else. She sighed again. "Please, could you fetch the next patient? I believe it was a complaint of an ear ache, but I'm fairly certain I saw them joining the crowd that jumped on Helios. Still, since they're here, I must check up on them." she said, knowing it would probably be a quick case. Something she was rather thankful for at this point. It was shaping up to be a long day, and it wasn't even ten o'clock yet.
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