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 Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 8:47 am
"Yes just like that, but you don't need to be so gentle with him. Apply more pressure like this." Lazarus put his hand over the muse's and pressed in harder to demonstrate. "You can rotate his limbs too at the joints." He said as he demonstrated again, folding Kyou's upper arm at the elbow. It was not a dainty task, it actually looked kind of rough, but this is how it was done. They worked on his arm, his fingers and his legs. Taking more care with the left arm since it is hooked to the machines.
Massaging Kyou's limbs like this is the only way they could help now. Whether he could wake up or not from his comatose state is still up to his willpower. The doctors weren't very optimistic in that aspect, and Lazarus does not have the heart to tell Melisande yet. It was difficult to take everything in, but at least menial tasks like massages would help keep him busy and distract him from negative thoughts. He got to stay positive, for his own and Kyou's well being.
There will be a nurse coming in tomorrow to teach him more on how to care for a comatose patient. Perhaps he could teach what he learned to Melisande after that as well. Or better, invite her over to learn from the nurse herself. Two person caring for him is always better than just one. Plus Lazarus wouldn't be as lonely then...
"Would you mind coming tomorrow around noon? There will be a nurse coming over tomorrow to teach me how to care for Kyou." Lazarus asked tentatively. "I mean, if you are interested."
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 6:51 pm
Pasha was so involved trying to use just the right amount of pressure that she almost didn't notice Laz lay his hand over hers. The lesson helped, and she shot the Incubus a grateful smile. "Thank you. I think I understand!" They worked in silence for a while, and despite the grim task, Melisande found herself smiling.
It felt good, being here with them, helping. It had been so difficult to come so close to Kyou and not be able to truly reach him. The Muse summoned all the positive energy she could as she massaged the Doctor's limbs. Vi told her once that you were always supposed to cook with love, because your love made its way into the food. It wasn't cooking, but everything Melisande did for Lazarus and Kyou, she did with love.
Pasha brightened up the room, if nothing else. Pink had settled into her cheeks with the exertion, and she had the sleeves of her shrug pushed up over her elbows neatly. The bouquet was a splash of color behind her. Pasha's blue eyes flicked up to the other Sigel's face at his invitation, her smile dimpling.
"I'll be here. Perhaps she could also teach me to do something nice for him, like wash his hair!" She didn't mention the way the Doctor's hair had changed. Instead, she gave his hand a squeeze, still smiling at Laz. "I can help with the Lab as well, if you'd like."
She released Kyou's hand and reached for Laz's, meeting his eyes shyly. "Whatever you need. We're family, after all."
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