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justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com2011-09-01 07:14 am
[FACEBOOK] Private Message to <user site="livejournal.com" user="bad2theboner" title="Andrew Pearson
How are you holding up, darling? Thinking of you. Don't reply if you're not up to it x
justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com2011-09-01 07:14 ambad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-07-18 09:33 pmEntry tags:
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Why the hell am I watching Project Runway repeats?
tasteslikepnk.livejournal.com2011-06-26 11:20 pm[Text Message] to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bad2theboner
How are you feeling and do you need anything?
justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com2011-06-10 10:10 pm" He who fears to suffer, suffers from fear."
Who: bad2theboner and justbeingaqueen
What: The beginning of a wait
Where: Infection Diseases Clinic
When: A few hours after THIS
Rating: Possible language and adult themes
The responses Kurt received from Andrew when he called him up after getting no reply on Facebook were flat and numb. He knew immediately from the tone of Andrew's voice that something was really wrong. He got the bare basics out of him, and as soon as he heard that, he promised Andrew he would be right there and hung up before Andrew could protest. Maybe they were exes, but so fucking what? Something like this, Andrew shouldn't be alone for. He needed his friends, and Kurt was going to be right there with him through it.
He found Andrew sitting on the side of one of the bed in the clinic. He looked terrible, and he was holding a tiny plastic cup in his hand containing three pills in one hand, and a cup of water in the other. With a concerned sigh, Kurt stepped into the small bay and pulled the curtain around behind him so they at least had a little bit of privacy. Fucking hell. Andrew was a staff member here and they couldn't even pull the curtain for him. Kurt went over to him, standing beside him so he could tuck an arm around Andrew's shoulders. "Worried about the side effects, darling?" he asked softly. He knew the post-exposure prophylatic drugs were really rough and the side effects often really bad. It was a hard notion to face that you could spend so long feeling crap, but it was the best precation out there.
bad2theboner and justbeingaqueenWhat: The beginning of a wait
Where: Infection Diseases Clinic
When: A few hours after THIS
Rating: Possible language and adult themes
The responses Kurt received from Andrew when he called him up after getting no reply on Facebook were flat and numb. He knew immediately from the tone of Andrew's voice that something was really wrong. He got the bare basics out of him, and as soon as he heard that, he promised Andrew he would be right there and hung up before Andrew could protest. Maybe they were exes, but so fucking what? Something like this, Andrew shouldn't be alone for. He needed his friends, and Kurt was going to be right there with him through it.
He found Andrew sitting on the side of one of the bed in the clinic. He looked terrible, and he was holding a tiny plastic cup in his hand containing three pills in one hand, and a cup of water in the other. With a concerned sigh, Kurt stepped into the small bay and pulled the curtain around behind him so they at least had a little bit of privacy. Fucking hell. Andrew was a staff member here and they couldn't even pull the curtain for him. Kurt went over to him, standing beside him so he could tuck an arm around Andrew's shoulders. "Worried about the side effects, darling?" he asked softly. He knew the post-exposure prophylatic drugs were really rough and the side effects often really bad. It was a hard notion to face that you could spend so long feeling crap, but it was the best precation out there.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-06-10 12:50 pm
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Incommunicado. If anyone needs me, deal.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-06-09 10:01 am"Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency."
Who: bad2theboner and tastelikepnk
What: Distractions
Where: Emergency Room
When: Wednesday night
Rating: G
Andrew had been on-call all of 42 minutes before he was actually called onto the floor. A bus crash meant there was a sudden overload of patients, to the point they were taking the less urgent cases to another hospital a bit further away. He literally hit the floor running and hadn't stopped now in nearing twelve hours. It was case after case, on top of even the bus casualities, plus three DOA's which meant a hell load of paperwork and getting the police involved. Andrew just should have known it would be a fucker of a shift, but he was nothing if not optimistic.
As if his personal life wasn't bugging him enough. First there was the fight-that-wasn't with Sam. All Andrew wanted to do was make sure he was okay and didn't need help, and then suddenly the whole issue of their arrangement was dragged open, when Andrew didn't even realise it was an issue before. Sam was suddenly making a huge deal over the boundaries and what they should or shouldn't be doing, and Andrew was basically just downright confused about the damn thing. Wasn't the whole point of friends with benefits just that? You were friends, who had sex. But friends still cared about each other, right? Though, friends who sleep together apparently aren't supposed to care about each other at all and now Andrew wasn't even sure if Sam was indicating they should stop sleeping together... stop being friends... None of it got resolved when Sam starting throwing up and asked Andrew to leave. All Andrew could do was respect that, and they hadn't spoken since. And then there was Kurt's Facebook status about having a date and the subsequent conversation that followed it. It shouldn't bother him, but it did. He still had some processing to do, even if Kurt seemed adamant no date was going to happen, there still had been an agreement to one, meaning there was mutual feelings on both sides. But at least Blaine was getting better. That was the upside, right?
( It was a matter of shoving it all right to the back of his mind now, though, and focusing on the tasks at hand... )
bad2theboner and tastelikepnkWhat: Distractions
Where: Emergency Room
When: Wednesday night
Rating: G
Andrew had been on-call all of 42 minutes before he was actually called onto the floor. A bus crash meant there was a sudden overload of patients, to the point they were taking the less urgent cases to another hospital a bit further away. He literally hit the floor running and hadn't stopped now in nearing twelve hours. It was case after case, on top of even the bus casualities, plus three DOA's which meant a hell load of paperwork and getting the police involved. Andrew just should have known it would be a fucker of a shift, but he was nothing if not optimistic.
As if his personal life wasn't bugging him enough. First there was the fight-that-wasn't with Sam. All Andrew wanted to do was make sure he was okay and didn't need help, and then suddenly the whole issue of their arrangement was dragged open, when Andrew didn't even realise it was an issue before. Sam was suddenly making a huge deal over the boundaries and what they should or shouldn't be doing, and Andrew was basically just downright confused about the damn thing. Wasn't the whole point of friends with benefits just that? You were friends, who had sex. But friends still cared about each other, right? Though, friends who sleep together apparently aren't supposed to care about each other at all and now Andrew wasn't even sure if Sam was indicating they should stop sleeping together... stop being friends... None of it got resolved when Sam starting throwing up and asked Andrew to leave. All Andrew could do was respect that, and they hadn't spoken since. And then there was Kurt's Facebook status about having a date and the subsequent conversation that followed it. It shouldn't bother him, but it did. He still had some processing to do, even if Kurt seemed adamant no date was going to happen, there still had been an agreement to one, meaning there was mutual feelings on both sides. But at least Blaine was getting better. That was the upside, right?
( It was a matter of shoving it all right to the back of his mind now, though, and focusing on the tasks at hand... )
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-06-09 06:16 amEntry tags:
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Why does my head always hurt at the beginning of an on-call shift?
Please God, let this not be another 30 hour plus one. I'll be good. I won't even, I don't know, laugh at God jokes anymore.
Please God, let this not be another 30 hour plus one. I'll be good. I won't even, I don't know, laugh at God jokes anymore.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-06-03 06:38 amEntry tags:
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Super-toxic, super resistent E.coli outbreak in Germany and Europe. Fantastic.
Can we send all recently arrived Europeans to another hospital? I mean that with the utmost respect. But who wants untreatable explosive diarrhea, seriously? Or the hospital in another pandemic lockdown?
Sums up my week nicely.
Can we send all recently arrived Europeans to another hospital? I mean that with the utmost respect. But who wants untreatable explosive diarrhea, seriously? Or the hospital in another pandemic lockdown?
Sums up my week nicely.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-06-02 08:53 pmEntry tags:
"Every beginning is a consequence - every beginning ends some thing."
Who: bad2theboner and showingnuttage
What: Boundaries
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Evening following THIS
Rating: Undetermined
Andrew didn't actually stop to think much on the situation, which was probably a bad idea in hindsight. With Sam, he didn't let himself stop to overthink anything. He just did, and they kept rolling with this arrangement they had. As far as he was concerned, it was the perfect situation.
Though, now he found himself standing in the middle of Sam's apartment and just looking at Sam in total disbelief after blatantly being asked why he was there. "What... why am I here?" he asked with a small laugh of confusion. "I'm here to see if you're okay. You should you would let me know how you were, and you didn't. I was worried, I finished my shift and thought I would check how you were doing. What's going on?"
bad2theboner and showingnuttageWhat: Boundaries
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Evening following THIS
Rating: Undetermined
Andrew didn't actually stop to think much on the situation, which was probably a bad idea in hindsight. With Sam, he didn't let himself stop to overthink anything. He just did, and they kept rolling with this arrangement they had. As far as he was concerned, it was the perfect situation.
Though, now he found himself standing in the middle of Sam's apartment and just looking at Sam in total disbelief after blatantly being asked why he was there. "What... why am I here?" he asked with a small laugh of confusion. "I'm here to see if you're okay. You should you would let me know how you were, and you didn't. I was worried, I finished my shift and thought I would check how you were doing. What's going on?"
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-28 11:30 pmEntry tags:
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Apparently today is bodily orifice day. A kid with beans up his nose, a toddler with a bug in her ear, a guy with a pedometer up his ass, and a chick with a something I'm not even going to say stuck somewhere i'm not going to name.
FML.
FML.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-23 01:51 pmEntry tags:
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That moment when you finally realise something has truly ended and there's no going back.
justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com2011-05-23 01:56 amConfucius say: "Man who want pretty nurse, must be patient."
Who: justbeingaqueen and bad2theboner
What: Developments
Where: High Dependency Unit
When: Evening following THIS
Rating: Innocent
It was around six or so hours, give or take, after Andrew's text message that Kurt arrived back at the hospital. He sent through a text when he managed to find a place to park in the lot and then just sat in his car with his head resting on the steering wheel for a good long few minutes. He was tired, and the events of the past few days were catching up with him. His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel with his forehead resting against his wrist as he worked up the energy to get out of the car and go back into the hospital to check how Blaine was progressing.
He just made a really stupid error, the second in as many days. He honestly thought it was the right thing to do, but apparently not. With a shake of his head, he forced his feet to take him out of the car and back into the large, looming hospital building. Riding up in the elevator, he slumped against the wall, dropping his head back against it as he watched the lights illuminate in the floor numbers as he ascended. What the hell was he doing? Why was this all making him so crazy and reckless? He had his reckless days when he was younger, and had grown out of them long ago. Why the hell did this doctor have to make his mind malfunction? It was stupid. It couldn't happen, right?
He was dressed down in a pair of designer jeans and a long leather jacket with silver trimmings and a black fedora adorning his head. It was dressed down for him, anyway. It was getting late and beyond visiting hours for the HDU, so he made his way into the unit quietly and found Andrew waiting at the nurses station for him with the promised coffee. "How is he?" he asked, as he gratefully took the cup and put it to his lips for a long sip. He really need the caffeine buzz to hit, and sooner rather than later.
justbeingaqueen and bad2thebonerWhat: Developments
Where: High Dependency Unit
When: Evening following THIS
Rating: Innocent
It was around six or so hours, give or take, after Andrew's text message that Kurt arrived back at the hospital. He sent through a text when he managed to find a place to park in the lot and then just sat in his car with his head resting on the steering wheel for a good long few minutes. He was tired, and the events of the past few days were catching up with him. His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel with his forehead resting against his wrist as he worked up the energy to get out of the car and go back into the hospital to check how Blaine was progressing.
He just made a really stupid error, the second in as many days. He honestly thought it was the right thing to do, but apparently not. With a shake of his head, he forced his feet to take him out of the car and back into the large, looming hospital building. Riding up in the elevator, he slumped against the wall, dropping his head back against it as he watched the lights illuminate in the floor numbers as he ascended. What the hell was he doing? Why was this all making him so crazy and reckless? He had his reckless days when he was younger, and had grown out of them long ago. Why the hell did this doctor have to make his mind malfunction? It was stupid. It couldn't happen, right?
He was dressed down in a pair of designer jeans and a long leather jacket with silver trimmings and a black fedora adorning his head. It was dressed down for him, anyway. It was getting late and beyond visiting hours for the HDU, so he made his way into the unit quietly and found Andrew waiting at the nurses station for him with the promised coffee. "How is he?" he asked, as he gratefully took the cup and put it to his lips for a long sip. He really need the caffeine buzz to hit, and sooner rather than later.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-22 09:39 pm[TEXT MESSAGE] To justbeingaqueen
Want the good news or bad news first? More importantly, want it now, or when I can get to the hospital?
showingnuttage.livejournal.com2011-05-21 12:15 amEntry tags:
[NSFW] "Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty."
Who: bad2theboner and showingnuttage
What: Blurring the friends with benefits line
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Following Andrew's shift with patientsrockstarwarbler and dancnwithmyself
Rating: NC-17
Sam's apartment was relatively close to the hospital. Walking distance, even, and normally he would just walk home. But he knew Andrew drove to work and once his text messages came about being so exhausted he wasn't feeling well, Sam was relieved he actually called upon him. He had found Andrew in the doctors' lounge slumped over on a table dozing in the crook of his elbow, so Sam peeled him up and got his keys off him so they could drive to his apartment.
Now he was unlocking his front door and Andrew was leaning on him with his head resting on Sam's shoulder and with a smirk and a small snort of a laugh, Sam tucked his arm around Andrew's shoulders and led him inside his apartment. "You look like shit," he stated succinctly. "I have no idea how you survive those ridiculous hours."
bad2theboner and showingnuttageWhat: Blurring the friends with benefits line
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Following Andrew's shift with patients
rockstarwarbler and dancnwithmyselfRating: NC-17
Sam's apartment was relatively close to the hospital. Walking distance, even, and normally he would just walk home. But he knew Andrew drove to work and once his text messages came about being so exhausted he wasn't feeling well, Sam was relieved he actually called upon him. He had found Andrew in the doctors' lounge slumped over on a table dozing in the crook of his elbow, so Sam peeled him up and got his keys off him so they could drive to his apartment.
Now he was unlocking his front door and Andrew was leaning on him with his head resting on Sam's shoulder and with a smirk and a small snort of a laugh, Sam tucked his arm around Andrew's shoulders and led him inside his apartment. "You look like shit," he stated succinctly. "I have no idea how you survive those ridiculous hours."
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-20 10:13 pmEntry tags:
[TEXT MESSAGE] To showingnuttage
I need sleep, I was going to crash in the doctors' quarters but do you think I could impose on you? Your place is closer than mine. I don't think I'll switch off at the hospital. Are you at work?
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-20 01:16 amEntry tags:
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Nausea trying to kick in. I need to get sleep before I keel over and don't get back up.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-17 10:50 pm[VOICEMAIL] To nickthewarbler
"Nick, dude, it's Andrew. I know you're in-transit in the chopper according to HQ, and I'm the last person you're probably expecting a call from, but can you give me a call as soon as you get this? It's important. Thanks, buddy."
dancnwithmyself.livejournal.com2011-05-15 02:31 pmEntry tags:
Hard Times. The throw is off line. Pictures of black and grey.
Who: dancnwithmyself and bad2theboner
What: Truths are sometimes hard to take
Where: Emergency room
When: Saturday
Rating: PG-13
It took Artie a few minutes to figure out where he was when he woke up. He knew where he should be - shopping with his mother at the mall. But he was pretty certain that this was nowhere in the mall. No jostling shoppers getting in his way. Just noise outside of where he was, but more ordered than it should be, and more subdued.
He looked around, instantly realising that his glasses were missing. However, even without them, it all clicked - he could tell that he was on some kind of bed, in what was very obviously a hospital. He fought back an wave of panic. In a hospital was good, right? Whatever happened, he was alive and safe, and it could be fixed. "Breath, Abrams," he murmured to himself.
dancnwithmyself and bad2thebonerWhat: Truths are sometimes hard to take
Where: Emergency room
When: Saturday
Rating: PG-13
It took Artie a few minutes to figure out where he was when he woke up. He knew where he should be - shopping with his mother at the mall. But he was pretty certain that this was nowhere in the mall. No jostling shoppers getting in his way. Just noise outside of where he was, but more ordered than it should be, and more subdued.
He looked around, instantly realising that his glasses were missing. However, even without them, it all clicked - he could tell that he was on some kind of bed, in what was very obviously a hospital. He fought back an wave of panic. In a hospital was good, right? Whatever happened, he was alive and safe, and it could be fixed. "Breath, Abrams," he murmured to himself.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-14 12:40 pm[FACEBOOK] Locked from templeofanna
Anna needs a date. Any takers?
EDIT: Any takers but Puck.
EDIT: Any takers but Puck.
bad2theboner.livejournal.com2011-05-14 12:34 pmEntry tags:
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Just what I need an hour before my shift ends heading into two days off... a Swine Flu scare in two staff members.
Fucking brilliant.
Fucking brilliant.