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 Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2017 3:35 pm
When Rhona had first arrived in the hospital, she had been told not to get too comfortable in her private room. It would have seemed that due to the current influx of flu victims (even though Rhona knew damn well that it wasn't the flu and it made her blood boil) rooms were a precious commodity. She was lucky, a very tired and therefore irritable nurse had warned, that she wasn't in the hallway. Rhona had not said a word to warrant that warning. In fact, Rhona hadn't said a word since she woke up, her throat too raw from screaming and shouting at the towering crystal ******** who had tried to destroy the planet. She had spent too much time mulling over who that familiar face who brought her to the hospital was. She knew that face. She knew those eyes. Her expression grew darker and darker as she sat, hooked up to tubes and monitors, bandaged from head to foot to treat wounds both small and large. Between the concussion that could very well become a brain bleed (she was told, but didn't really believe) and the sixteen (Sixteen, how in ********?!) gashes that all needed stitches, not to mention the internal bleeding that needed to be taken care of when they finally found her in the parking lot. Rhona was never getting out of this place. She was never going to get home. All of her plants were probably dead or dying and she would have to get new ones. And after this hospital bill, she wouldn't be able to afford them for god only knew how long.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2017 1:33 am
Rayna was subdued as her injuries were hashed out in a droning monotone from the doctor that had tended to her when she had collapsed downstairs. Besides hitting her head hard enough to cause concern when she blacked out she also had multiple contusions and the deep laceration in her shoulder. It hadn't cut deep enough to severe anything of vital importance but she'd woken up to find her arm wrapped in bandages and set in a sling. Apparently she wasn't to jostle the area if it could be helped.
Grinding her teeth in frustration the teen did not like the fact that she'd be stuck in the hospital for observation for at least one full day. Her parents had been notified and had expressed concern but she assured them she'd be okay, at least for the time being. Closing her eyes at the small lie and the bright lights as she was wheeled down a hallway Rayna took in the crowded hallways and hoped that she'd be lucky enough to have a room and not lay on a gurney in full view of all that were in the hospital. As she was thinking this she realized that she was being wheeled into a room (thank god) but she would not be alone.
Following the instructions of one of the nurses that had followed the procession into the room Rayna was helped into an empty bed as machines were turned on and a heart-rate monitor was clamped over her finger. Resigned to her fate for at least twenty-four hours Rayna carefully leaned back against the pillows and bit her lip to stop from voicing her frustrations.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2017 2:08 pm
Well, Stacey had been hit much worse than she had thought. Perhaps it was just adrenaline that had kept the pain away and hadn't felt it until now. But when she did... it was being stuck with a thousand tiny splinters that couldn't be taken out, along with all of the scratches and wounds that she had, including what was probably a broken shoulder blade, she made a trip to the hospital to see if it could get sorted out. She refused to tell them anything about the crystals of course, and just had her other wounds checked out. After waiting too freaking long to see a doctor and one who seemed like he couldn't be bothered to even be at the hospital that day, she was finally ordered some bed rest at least for one night, perhaps so that at 8AM they could immediately kick her out. Whatever. She thought to herself as she was taken into a room. It already seemed to have 2 other occupants in it and hooked up to a machine herself. Although the pain was annoying, she thought herself lucky that she didn't seem to be in as bad of a shape as the other two. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit. She wasn't sure if the other two would answer or respond, but she would have to endure any awkward silence after asking, "So... what are you guys in here for?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2017 1:53 pm
It wasn't her nature to be as silent as she was but in some instances asking a lot of questions in a hospital room could be seen as bad form. Instead Rayna tried to relax and ignore the pain from her shoulder as she shifted positions in the bed. The teen stifled the curses wanting to pass through her lips by clamping them shut. It would have been better to voice them but not here, not now. Glancing over at the other who occupied this room with her Rayna wondered what her story was, or if there was one. Apparently not only this hospital was brimming to near capacity but so where others. Reports ranged from flu-like symptoms to hallucinations. Biting her lip when she had heard that in passing had been hard but it wasn't like a seventeen year old would know the truth, but Rayna did.
Perhaps it was being lost in her own thoughts that caused her to miss the commotion as yet another patient was wheeled into the room and Rayna took in the newcomer with interest. It was she wasn't afraid to ask questions. Scooting backwards in order to prop herself up further Rayna sighed. If someone was willing to chat she wasn't going to deny herself the conversation, "gash in my shoulder, possibly concussion. Multiple bruises and I think that's it," she paused before adding, "I kinda blocked out the doctor's voice after awhile."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2017 10:15 pm
Rhona forced her eyes to open ever so slightly when the other girl spoke. Couldn't she see what someone else was trying to get some shut eye? Rhona was exhausted, battered, bruised, and just wanted to go the ******** home but was stuck here with two Chatty Kathies who seemed hell bent on not letting her sleep. She huffed a but petulantly, not bothering to hide her irritation as she scrubbed at her eyes before muttering a short "car wreck," because why not? It wasn't like she could say that she was a parallel magical girl who could pass through mirrors and used that to end up in a parallel dimension where she spent the last week and a <******** half if she was reading the calendar on the wall correctly and fought a mad queen who just so happened to also be two stories ******** tall. "Busted a** ribs. Concussion. Various broken bones. Internal bleeding. I spent last night in surgery they tell me but... I don't remember." She shrugged, causing pain to spider web through her chest which preceded an impressive train of cussing that Rhona herself wasn't aware that she was capable of. She wanted to punch the nurses for filling her with needles. She wanted to punch the doctors for cutting her open. She wanted to punch Altea some more because if she hadn't happened then Rhona would be home right now or at Lavender's place snuggling up to her and apologizing for being a s**t ********, Lavender. Rhona hadn't told her that she was going to the ER... she hadn't told anyone. At the time it had been a good idea -- a wounded animal always went off alone to die... except... she wasn't an animal. And people depended on her. And they didn't know where she was. Another long train of curses before Rhona called out, "Nurse!!! Nurse, where is my <******** phone." as she punched the call button again and again.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2017 3:40 pm
Stacey considered herself lucky, at least compared to these two, and surprisingly she probably should have had it worse considering that her power was punching and she had to do quite a bit against Altea. "Well... I'm sorry you two seem to have it a lot worse than me, so I hope you get better quickly. I'm in here more for observation than anything. A gash, probably a broken shoulder, didn't know about that one until I tried punching a punching bag. By the way, that really is not a good idea with a bad shoulder. Otherwise maybe just some cuts." She said, trying not to give in to the urge to move her shoulder a bit. Somehow, it was always when you didn't want to use whatever was hurt that you suddenly felt the need to move it all the time. She heard one of the other patients panicking, or at least cursing for a nurse to get their phone. Stacey felt herself get a bit sad. She... didn't have anyone to actually call for anyone like this. Well... there was that one guy that she had met earlier that she had gone on a few dates with, but considering how long she had been gone and hadn't contact him, she doubted he had even waited for her at this point. "Well, it seems like we're all stuck here for now. After... uh, whichever one of you has your phone conversation, want to see if there's anything on tv to watch? I bet there's a Law & Order marathon going on."
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2019 6:42 pm
Law and Order? Rayna could hardly contain the urge to roll her eyes. Put on an episode of Ghost Hunters or Most Haunted and she'd have been more interested in the idea of a marathon. However she could not fault the choices of one of the others in her room. Her gaze instead travelled to the woman that had been suddenly frantic to get her hands on a cellphone. Rayna's parents already knew she had been admitted so the only thing she had to worry about was getting better. She rolled onto her good side before propping herself up on her uninjured shoulder.
Her gaze took in her roommate that had suggested Law and Order before travelling across to the other occupant of the room before she sighed. The teen was sure that all she really wanted to do was rest. Although it wasn't very social it was what her body was apparently needing.
"I'm not sure I'm up for any type of marathon tv show watching at the moment but don't let that stop you from enjoying your show."
Rayna sighed before turning her attention back to the other room occupant. She wasn't one to point out that cursing probably wouldn't have helped in the demands that were needed to be met but she was going to bite her tongue this time. Instead she lowered herself to rest against the pillows and breath through the pain from accidentally jostling her shoulder in the process. The expletive escaped her before she could silence it but she kept it as quiet as possible. "s**t! That hurts."
Still she couldn't help but feel for the occupant who'd answered that she'd been in a car wreck. That was gonna be hell to get over.
Without much preamble Rayna shut her eyes and just wished for this nightmare of hospital stay to be over. She had never been fond of hospitals before this and overcrowding in a room wasn't going to make it any better.xxSSBrosB sorry for holding this up (( also using this as a close on this rp since it's been so long ))
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