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paradisalost2011-12-19 01:06 am
atadiscoverer) wrote in paradisalost2011-12-19 01:06 am
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007 ~ One hospital is like another [Action/Dictated]
[So, it's time for work!
And, after a long and complicated Métro ride into the centre of Paris, and a bus to the banks of the Seine, Dr. Carson Beckett finally finds Saint-Pierre Infirmerie, where he was supposed to be working as a locum A&E doctor. He flops in behind his desk, making sure his pager is easily viewable, should he be called to an emergency, and takes out his journal.]
So, who else is starting their first day in Paris without being able to read or speak a bloody word of French?
Aye, everyone here speaks English, but I swear they're bloody talking about me behind my back... And all the labels are in French, too.
((OOC: Feel free to come into A&E with some odd injuries, or to just bug him. Open for voice over journal, or action at the hospital. Also, happy to forward-date, if wanted. Carson is also on-call, so happy to accept random calls in the middle of the night, either by journal or phone!))
And, after a long and complicated Métro ride into the centre of Paris, and a bus to the banks of the Seine, Dr. Carson Beckett finally finds Saint-Pierre Infirmerie, where he was supposed to be working as a locum A&E doctor. He flops in behind his desk, making sure his pager is easily viewable, should he be called to an emergency, and takes out his journal.]
So, who else is starting their first day in Paris without being able to read or speak a bloody word of French?
Aye, everyone here speaks English, but I swear they're bloody talking about me behind my back... And all the labels are in French, too.
((OOC: Feel free to come into A&E with some odd injuries, or to just bug him. Open for voice over journal, or action at the hospital. Also, happy to forward-date, if wanted. Carson is also on-call, so happy to accept random calls in the middle of the night, either by journal or phone!))
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Come on, this way...
[He starts to lead the guy off to a room, a nurse handing him a clipboard, as his other arm moves to support.]
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Take a seat on the bed.
[He takes a form, slipping it onto the table next to it. A simple, patient registration form, written in both English and French.]
Okay, lets get that cut seen to first, aye?
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That would be good. [Shinichi gives him a quick, tight smile.] I tried to stop as much of the bleeding as I could, but there was only so much I could do without supplies.
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[He rolls Shinichi's trouser leg up to get a look at the cut.]
What did you cut it on?
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A broken railing, I think.
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Have you had a tetanus shot recently? And I'll need to take a sample of blood, make sure you've caught anything else.
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My last tetanus shot was about a year ago.
[He pauses.]
Is that really necessary?
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[He scribbles something down on the clip-board.] I'm afraid so. We need to make sure that there's no other bacterial infection in your blood. That wound is pretty deep.
Is there anyone you would like to call?
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Yes. One person. She'll be upset when I don't arrive on time.
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[The last bit is barely audiable, as Carson now has his back to Shinichi]
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[He smiles.] I'll leave you to it. I need to go get the necessary items for treatment.
[He smiles] If you need us, hit the call button. [He points it out]
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[Shinichi nods as he reluctantly reaches for his journal. Time to give Ran another another apology. It seemed like that was all he could ever give her now. Even in his real body, with his real name and his real face, he hadn't been able to make their meeting.]
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It takes about 20 minutes because the night staff have a basest grasp of English, and Carson has a base grasp of French, but he comes back with the tetanus injections and stitching apparatus.]
All done?
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[Shinichi eyes the implements with resignation.]
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[He pulls out a bottle of disinfectant, a bowl and some sterilised cloth, taking a seat so he can get at Shinichi's leg better]
When you've got some time, would you mind filling out the patient registration form? [He taps the clip-board]
And this is going to sting.
[He starts to clean the cut with the cloth, soaked in the antiseptic.]
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[He sets his face and endures the pain from the antiseptic stoically as he attempts to figure out the safest way to deal with the situation.]
I have to ask this. Will doctor-patient confidentiality apply to these records?
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[He looks up.] Any reason why you ask?
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I'm a detective on a case. Leaving a visible paper trail could be troublesome.
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[He'd never seen one so young, but the stories of high school detectives from Japan reached far and wide]
Pretty dangerous job, aye?
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And it is, occasionally.
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[He finishes cleaning the cut.]
Would you like some anathesia before I start stitching?
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[He takes out a couple more bottles, and some cotton wool, dipping the first ball in and rubbing it over the affected area]
You'll feel it go a wee bit numb, and the affect should only last half an hour. It'll still hurt even with the local anesthesia.
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