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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Apr 11, 2009 7:57:17 GMT -7
"Hey, welcome back." Angel smiled as she watched Des' eyes open. She checked his forehead again, and it still felt warm to the touch. "Hm, fever could indicate an infection of some form." Angel said to herself. She was puzzled by the poor boy's symptoms. "Unfortunately I don't know where that infection is." Sighing, she knew there was really only one thing to do. Get House and get House soon. Grabbing the nurse that was still in the room, she debated whether she should get House herself. "I want you to start this child on Amoxicilin, hopefully that will bring down the fever. I'm going to see if Dr. House is available for a consult."
She glanced down at Des, and knew that the intubation tube was probably over kill, but with the way this young boy was, she wasn't about to take any chances on his breathing either.
(OOC: Intubation tubes are tubes put down the throat to make sure the person can breath. I know I really didn't need to do it, but at the time I thought it would work.)
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Post by Des Brink on Apr 11, 2009 16:48:56 GMT -7
Des just looked at his mother. Mrs. Brink looked back at her son. Des wanted to speak about what happened, but therefore he couldn't because he didn't remember what happened. His mother looked a little and this made Des worry. He was worried that she'd go into some sort of depression again. This had already happened to her once when she found out her middle child had lung cancer. A tear came down Mrs. Brink's face. Des saw, a tear came down one of his cheeks. Des was trying to tell his mother not to cry, but couldn't talk because of the tube down his throat.
There was a moment of silence. Des just wanted to find out what was wrong with him and get out of the hospital as soon as possible. Even Mrs. Brink was puzzled by her son's symptoms. She had never seen such symptoms all to the same person. Mrs. Brink nodded. She did not want any of this. She wished that this would just be a bad dream, but it wasn't.
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Apr 11, 2009 17:08:50 GMT -7
Angel bit her lower lip, contemplating what to do next. She really wasn't the best for diagnosing something, and it certainly didn't seem to have anything to do with his heart. It definitely called for House and his team. Turning to the nurse, she nodded her head. "Ok, continue the Amoxicilin." She then turned to both Des and his mother. "Alright, I have to admit, this is rather puzzling. I'm going to go get Dr. House and his team, they are the best diagnostics team around." She looked down at Des and ran her hand over his forehead. "I'll get the nurse to remove the tube in a couple of minutes, just to make sure ok?" She looked up at Mrs. Brink. "Take care of him." She said, then turned and left the room, determined to find House and make sure that Des was taken care of.
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