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Who: Just Blaine
What: The wait begins
Where: ICU, Mount Sinai Medical Center
When: After THIS
Blaine was pretty sure an experience like this should cement the notion in his head that med school had been the best choice for him, but all it was doing was rapidly turning him off the idea of being a doctor altogether. Ever since his attack, he hadn't been a fan of hospitals. On top of that, he always had a phobia of blood and needles. It was something he was working to overcome, but he was yet to find a connection with the medical environment he felt at ease with. He was doing fine with the theory behind studying medicine, and the practical had been okay so far, but all of a sudden he was thrown into this awful situation that had him doubting his own strength to be a doctor.
He was sitting in a recliner chair alone in a hospital room in the Intensive Care Unit. An isolation room that was sterile and that staff only entered with masks, gloves and plastic gowns. It was connected to another room by a floor to ceiling glass wall and through that wall, Kurt was lying unconscious in a hospital bed, connected to machines and IV lines feeding a high dosage cocktail of antibiotics into his system. An hour before, they had performed a spinal tap on him, which was basically a giant needle into his spine to secrete the fluids for testing to confirm the meningitis. It was routine, though. The doctor was already sure of the diagnosis, and Kurt had been put into isolation as soon as he was rushed to hospital in the ambulance. Blaine was isolated as precaution, having had the most intimate contact with Kurt and even direct contact with his bodily fluids. He was just waiting for the nurses to come and hook him up to prophylactic IV antibiotics too. He was terrified. None of their friends were allowed in to visit, and wouldn't be until they were cleared. Once they were, there might be a chance they could visit Kurt if they had the necessary medical protection, but until then, it was just waiting.
( The doctor had been frank with Blaine... )
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What: The wait begins
Where: ICU, Mount Sinai Medical Center
When: After THIS
Blaine was pretty sure an experience like this should cement the notion in his head that med school had been the best choice for him, but all it was doing was rapidly turning him off the idea of being a doctor altogether. Ever since his attack, he hadn't been a fan of hospitals. On top of that, he always had a phobia of blood and needles. It was something he was working to overcome, but he was yet to find a connection with the medical environment he felt at ease with. He was doing fine with the theory behind studying medicine, and the practical had been okay so far, but all of a sudden he was thrown into this awful situation that had him doubting his own strength to be a doctor.
He was sitting in a recliner chair alone in a hospital room in the Intensive Care Unit. An isolation room that was sterile and that staff only entered with masks, gloves and plastic gowns. It was connected to another room by a floor to ceiling glass wall and through that wall, Kurt was lying unconscious in a hospital bed, connected to machines and IV lines feeding a high dosage cocktail of antibiotics into his system. An hour before, they had performed a spinal tap on him, which was basically a giant needle into his spine to secrete the fluids for testing to confirm the meningitis. It was routine, though. The doctor was already sure of the diagnosis, and Kurt had been put into isolation as soon as he was rushed to hospital in the ambulance. Blaine was isolated as precaution, having had the most intimate contact with Kurt and even direct contact with his bodily fluids. He was just waiting for the nurses to come and hook him up to prophylactic IV antibiotics too. He was terrified. None of their friends were allowed in to visit, and wouldn't be until they were cleared. Once they were, there might be a chance they could visit Kurt if they had the necessary medical protection, but until then, it was just waiting.
( The doctor had been frank with Blaine... )
NARRATIVE, SCENE COMPLETE