006. Patient - Allison Cameron
Title: Mother and Son, Chapter 2
Characters/Pairing: Cameron
Prompt: 006. Patient
Words: 806
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
A/N: Follows this. It won't make much sense otherwise. ;-) Beta by drwilltx.
Mother and Son - Chapter 2
It is hours later.
Cameron has worked through more than half of her day before she finds a moment to go check on them. She had promised to visit, and she doesn’t like to let people down. She finds it difficult to not get personally involved with patients. Now more than ever, since she witnessed the car accident; Cameron was there to see the trauma and fear. It isn’t until she reaches the Pediatrics floor that she realizes she doesn’t know their last name. She speaks with a nurse, describing the boy and his injury, and she is soon directed to the right room.
David looks so small on the hospital bed, but he is awake and watching a cartoon on the television.
“Hi there angel, I’m Allison. We met this morning. Do you remember me?”
The little boy gazes up at her and nods. He has an IV hooked to his left arm and he is dressed in a blue pediatric hospital gown. No doubt the pants he was wearing this morning are ruined by all the blood.
“How do you feel? Is your leg hurting?” She asked, mussing up his soft hair.
David smiles at her and shakes his head. Cameron doesn’t think he’ll actually speak to her.
“Good. I just wanted to say ‘Hello’ and check in on you.” She smiles at him, “I hope I will see you tomorrow, okay?”
He nods and then yawns. Cameron realizes that he is still sleepy from the anesthesia.
“Go to sleep, angel. I know you are tired. Want me to turn off the TV?” she asks.
David shakes his head, but closes his eyes anyway. Cameron ruffles his hair again. The sounds of the cartoon are probably soothing to him, so she leaves the television on and just turns down the volume a bit. She watches for a few moments as he drops into a sound sleep.
Out of habit, she looks over his file and notices that he will probably be discharged within the next couple of days. His leg didn’t have any complications during the surgery to remove the shard of glass, and the bruising from the seatbelts of his toddler car seat weren’t too serious.
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His mother hasn’t faired as well. Cameron finds her room and knocks softly on the glass sliding door, waiting for acknowledgement. The woman turns her head and gives Cameron a small smile. The tired, glassy eyes from anesthesia and pain medication struggle to keep Cameron in focus.
“Hello.” Cameron speaks softly.
The woman smiles again, then closes her eyes. “Thank you.” Is all she says.
Cameron reaches out and smoothes the woman’s hair with gentle, calming touches. “You’re welcome.” she replies.
The woman’s arm is elevated and in a long-arm splint. Surgery was required to stabilize the distal humerus bone . There are probably plates, wires, or screws inside her arm. Apparently her leg isn’t broken because there is no splint on it. Badly bruised and painful, but not having a broken femur is a blessing. Cameron tries not to let her emotions get the better of her, but it’s difficult because it all happened right before her eyes and the memory haunts her.
“I’m glad you are doing okay, Mandi.” She says as she pulls up a chair to sit down.
“I’m on so many drugs that I can’t feel a thing.” Mandi replies in a gravelly voice.
Cameron smiles and nods. “Do you want some ice chips? It might help soothe your dry throat and mouth.”
Mandi blinks, “Thank you.”
Cameron digs a chip out of a cup on the nightstand and gently feeds it to her. She waits while Mandi lets the ice chip melt in her mouth. Cameron feeds her a few more and then sets the cup back down.
“Better?”
Mandi nods, and smiles again. Her eyes are glazed over and tired.
“David is fine; he was watching cartoons when I went to visit him. He should be ready to go home soon.” Cameron keeps her voice soft and upbeat.
“My husband is flying back home, so he’ll take him home when he’s released.” Mandi speaks slowly.
“That’s good. I am sure you will be very happy when he gets here.”
Mandi nods, but doesn’t say anything.
“I will stop by tomorrow. But for now, you need to rest. It’s been a rough day.” Cameron stands up from the chair.
“See you later.” Mandi offers a slight smile, and Cameron touches her other, healthy arm.
“Definitely.” Cameron promises. She makes her way out of the patient room and down the hall. There is a patient in Diagnostics that the team has to attend to and she isn’t looking forward to being chastised for taking care of another patient. She sighs and pushes open the office door.
Thankfully the room is empty.
Characters/Pairing: Cameron
Prompt: 006. Patient
Words: 806
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
A/N: Follows this. It won't make much sense otherwise. ;-) Beta by drwilltx.
Mother and Son - Chapter 2
It is hours later.
Cameron has worked through more than half of her day before she finds a moment to go check on them. She had promised to visit, and she doesn’t like to let people down. She finds it difficult to not get personally involved with patients. Now more than ever, since she witnessed the car accident; Cameron was there to see the trauma and fear. It isn’t until she reaches the Pediatrics floor that she realizes she doesn’t know their last name. She speaks with a nurse, describing the boy and his injury, and she is soon directed to the right room.
David looks so small on the hospital bed, but he is awake and watching a cartoon on the television.
“Hi there angel, I’m Allison. We met this morning. Do you remember me?”
The little boy gazes up at her and nods. He has an IV hooked to his left arm and he is dressed in a blue pediatric hospital gown. No doubt the pants he was wearing this morning are ruined by all the blood.
“How do you feel? Is your leg hurting?” She asked, mussing up his soft hair.
David smiles at her and shakes his head. Cameron doesn’t think he’ll actually speak to her.
“Good. I just wanted to say ‘Hello’ and check in on you.” She smiles at him, “I hope I will see you tomorrow, okay?”
He nods and then yawns. Cameron realizes that he is still sleepy from the anesthesia.
“Go to sleep, angel. I know you are tired. Want me to turn off the TV?” she asks.
David shakes his head, but closes his eyes anyway. Cameron ruffles his hair again. The sounds of the cartoon are probably soothing to him, so she leaves the television on and just turns down the volume a bit. She watches for a few moments as he drops into a sound sleep.
Out of habit, she looks over his file and notices that he will probably be discharged within the next couple of days. His leg didn’t have any complications during the surgery to remove the shard of glass, and the bruising from the seatbelts of his toddler car seat weren’t too serious.
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His mother hasn’t faired as well. Cameron finds her room and knocks softly on the glass sliding door, waiting for acknowledgement. The woman turns her head and gives Cameron a small smile. The tired, glassy eyes from anesthesia and pain medication struggle to keep Cameron in focus.
“Hello.” Cameron speaks softly.
The woman smiles again, then closes her eyes. “Thank you.” Is all she says.
Cameron reaches out and smoothes the woman’s hair with gentle, calming touches. “You’re welcome.” she replies.
The woman’s arm is elevated and in a long-arm splint. Surgery was required to stabilize the distal humerus bone . There are probably plates, wires, or screws inside her arm. Apparently her leg isn’t broken because there is no splint on it. Badly bruised and painful, but not having a broken femur is a blessing. Cameron tries not to let her emotions get the better of her, but it’s difficult because it all happened right before her eyes and the memory haunts her.
“I’m glad you are doing okay, Mandi.” She says as she pulls up a chair to sit down.
“I’m on so many drugs that I can’t feel a thing.” Mandi replies in a gravelly voice.
Cameron smiles and nods. “Do you want some ice chips? It might help soothe your dry throat and mouth.”
Mandi blinks, “Thank you.”
Cameron digs a chip out of a cup on the nightstand and gently feeds it to her. She waits while Mandi lets the ice chip melt in her mouth. Cameron feeds her a few more and then sets the cup back down.
“Better?”
Mandi nods, and smiles again. Her eyes are glazed over and tired.
“David is fine; he was watching cartoons when I went to visit him. He should be ready to go home soon.” Cameron keeps her voice soft and upbeat.
“My husband is flying back home, so he’ll take him home when he’s released.” Mandi speaks slowly.
“That’s good. I am sure you will be very happy when he gets here.”
Mandi nods, but doesn’t say anything.
“I will stop by tomorrow. But for now, you need to rest. It’s been a rough day.” Cameron stands up from the chair.
“See you later.” Mandi offers a slight smile, and Cameron touches her other, healthy arm.
“Definitely.” Cameron promises. She makes her way out of the patient room and down the hall. There is a patient in Diagnostics that the team has to attend to and she isn’t looking forward to being chastised for taking care of another patient. She sighs and pushes open the office door.
Thankfully the room is empty.