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 Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 6:10 pm
((Meh, I dunno either. xd
And I'm SO BSing the whole issue and making it some rare angel-only thing....))
"Let's see.....normal pulse is a good thing." Maria sighed in a small relief, and wrote it on paper. Hearing the boy's two inquires, she grinned. "Heh, you'd be surprise on the stuff I've had to give to people; had a rainbow-colored medication once. It's quite pretty to look at, and supposetly tastes like peppermint."
"As for her sweating, I think I know what's wrong with her now..." she got up and left the room for a moment, returning with a large book titled: 'Angelic Diseases and What to Know, 101'.
"Ah, here we go; it's actually quite a simple book, despite it's size." she cleared her throat before starting:
"Red Flare
A rare disease in the making, it's known for doing the most damage to the lungs. When one is stressed, or has simply pushed themselves passed a certain limit WHILE ON EARTH (for this is not in heaven, nor is any other sickness), it causes the lungs to become exaperated and seem to shrink in both size and performance, occasionally filling with either salavia or blood. Usually the most common in children and teens, it's quite a damper on fun if not treated with medication. While uncurable, it can be easily treated with the correct medicine.
Effects to watch for include: redness in face, trouble breathing, constant sweating, loss of voice, fatigue, lack of sleeping, sudden fainting, and if not caught early, possibly death."
"SO that's the run of it for ya; now that it's been noticed, it should be very easy to treat from here on out. Take a look yourself if you'd like." she said, handing the book to him. "Best if someone here gets it other than me..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 6:15 pm
"Hm.." He took the book like it weight nothign and skimmed threw everypage. He had it memoried by the second time he had read it. He was an excilent reader. He could read an adult book at the age of five.
"Well you seem to be correct, all of her symptomes are a match." He took the cloth from the nurse and dabbed at her face.
"She's actully looking better if you ask me."
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 1:31 pm
"Exactly; it wasn't til now that I'm seeing it in a worse state that it makes sense. There aren't any sicknesses in heaven, so usually the first day or two off is so the student doesn't get behind if they find sicknesses they have such as this." Maria agreed as she took down some final notes.
"I agree; she's looking better already. This is the medicine she needs. This and some TLC should be good for today."
Indeed, Michelle was already going back to a more steady, less-sweaty self. She still slept, rest she was needing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 3:20 pm
"TLC? I'm not very fermillar with the term." He looked at her, is she crazy? what does TLC mean.. COuld it be Torment Like Cannibals? Nah it can't be that why would she need that! If she did she'd lock her ina cage with a demon... Or a blood sucker...
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 4:05 pm
"TLC? Oh, it's just short for 'tender loving care'. Pretty much just means she'll need some looking-after for a bit." Maria said simply, then the phone rang back in her office. "Oh dear, I'll be back shortly. Hopefully it's not Bobby and his recklessness getting him into another accident..." she murmured as she left momentarly, leaving just Michelle and Matt in the room, the little girl sleeping softly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 4:59 pm
"Oh, that makes sense..." I wonder who Bobby is? He glanced over at Michelle who seemed to have almost stoped sweating. He pulled up a chair and started to dab at her head once more. A few moments later he checked again, she wasn't sweating. He reached back over to the thermometer and stuck it in her mouth.. "Her tempatures normaly and her breathing seems to be back to normaly." I wonder if I should take the air mask of her face..
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:17 pm
Perily followed him silently. It was a bit unfair. They seemed to lock each other out for what they were.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 7:05 pm
Maria was on the phone outside, trying to keep her voice level and calm as the boy on the phone was giving her a major headache. Her full attention was on not screaming.
"-you don't even have your wings, and you're jumping off roofs?! Look young man; recklessness doesn't pay off! You're lucky it's just a broken arm! Why back in my day-"
Michelle could feel herself growing conscious again. In truth, before even opening her eyes, she still felt very weak, and thankful for the bed or whatever soft surface she was lying upon. Her body was nice and still, and she was cuddling something. It felt like Mr. Stuffy. Smiling, she held it closer to her as she turned her head, her eyes still closed. This wasn't so bad; chances were taht she was in her room, or-
Wait a minute....something was different, she could feel it at the head turn. Something was pulling her face, restricing her: her worst fear is not moving when she wanted to (Ok, needles were her SECOND worst fear, then). To be trapped like a rat. Closterphobia in a different sense. Something was wrong and uncomfortable in many different areas, including her nose and mouth. She could hear herself breathing loudly, more loudly than she should. She was suddenly not fully asleep, but only half, while still witnessing a scary dream.
The girl began to panic, her eyes not opened yet and her mind still swirling in subcosciousness, as she could feel something digging her in her arm as well as as on her face and other areas of her body. Still not fully consious and therefore out of it, she began to whimper, starting slowly, as she was feeling something that was on her face. What is it?! Get it off! GET IT OFF!, she was screaming in her mind loudly, trying to ignore what looked like a demon in her dreams, mocking her weaknesses.
She started whimpering loudly and in a higher pitch, tears falling down her cheeks as her entire body began to squirm, still halfly in an uncomforable dream that made hell seem plesant. The combo of them both was too much, and she felt so vunerable. Her body was sweating, not out of sickness, but out of a sudden fear that she could not fully explain. She was not aware she was in an intense care room, nor that she wasn't alone in the room. She continued to whimper and squrim, still crying as Mr. Stuffy fell off the bed and somehow rolled underneath, her caring shield now missing as she also kept grabbing about looking for it in her panicked half-sleep.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:04 pm
Julian breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the Angelic school. "First, let's check out the damage to our room, see how much is still left," back in the safety zone, the angel's aloof nature returned and he suddenly wondered if his Wii would still work.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:09 pm
Perily nodded and went up to the room. As she walked the thoughts of what she had done descended upon her. What had happened? Why'd she let him do that? She closed her eyes. Why did it feel so bad now?
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:16 pm
As quickly as it had left, Julian's attention once again returned to his charge. It was quite clear to him that she was confused or possibly even scared,' What did they do to her?'
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:17 pm
Perily wiped her eyes on her sleeve and walked in the room.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:29 pm
Julian's eyes widened as they entered the room., what lay before them was not the burnt down, damp mess they had left behind. Instead, it would appear as though nothing had ever happened, it was obvious now that 'accidents' like this must happen often at the Academy, and they were well prepared.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:31 pm
Perily looked at the room, leaning against the doorway. "Huh."
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 8:41 pm
"They must have fixed it somehow," Julian smirked then stared into the corner of the room, "Even my Wii! I thought I'd never get the chance to finish Twilight Princess."
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