back at it again >:)
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Thread Topic: back at it again >:)
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Nick shrugged, checking Karl’s blood pressure and putting it back on the cart. “I mean, nothing we can do about it, right?”
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“I mean, it’s kind of my fault I’m here, isn’t it?” He spoke quietly, exhaling softly.
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“Yeah, but were here,” Nick said with a shrug, grabbing his stethescope and moving to check Karl’s heartbeat.
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Karl stared at his lap, exhaling softly. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, as it was his first instinct to say to anything does wrong.
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“You’re fine,” Nick said softly, gently moving to check Karl’s heartbeat and moving away once he did. He’s usually a more sentimental guy, but he’s in work mode right now and that’s basically all he hears.
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(gm! hru? :))
Karl brought his hands together, scratching at the back and knuckles of his right hand that was already a little red and scratched up. Nervous tic of his he got when he was little, and it never went away. -
(gm! i’m okay 🕺
hbu?)
“Is your hand okay?” Nick asked, grabbing a heart monitor to attach to Karl’s finger. -
(i’m good, just practicing for tonight
playin’ guitar again u^u)
“Hm? Oh, yeah, it’s- It’s fine,” Karl muttered, rubbing his hand over the scratches for a moment before reluctantly pulling them apart. He rested both hands at his sides, trying to calm down a little. -
(ooo nice nice okay u^u)
Nick waked over and gently picked Karl’s bad hand up, inspecting it. “I’m gonna bandage that up- just so you stop touching it.” -
Karl nodded, staring blankly at his lap. He exhaled softly as he leaned back a little, closing his eyes. “Sorry,” he muttered again.
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“You’re good,” Nick shrugged, moving back to the cart where there were ointments and bandages. “It’s just my job.”
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Karl nodded again, resisting the urge to apologize again. He lifted his head up a little, zoning out as he stared at the wall in front of him, trying to ignore a wave of nausea that hit him.
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“Okay, but are there any other concerns you have right now that I can help with?” Nick asked, starting to rub ointment onto the scratches. “I’ve gotten you on the list for an x-ray.”
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“I feel like I’m gonna vomit- Again,” Karl muttered, sitting up and covering his mouth with his free hand.
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Nick moved over to a closet, grabbing a small blue vomit bag and handing it to Karl. “It’s probably your body not being able to handle the feeding tube and all the IV’s. Just try and keep it down if you can, okay?”
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