just_muse_me | 17.9.5. Picture prompt
Apr. 17th, 2009 08:17 pm17.9.5. Medical treatment
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Chemo. It all seemed so... real, all of a sudden. One minute Chase felt like he was just another post-op inpatient and the next he was an Oncology outpatient, sitting in a cushy recliner chair as Evie settled him and prepped him for the IV to start. Chase had been mostly quiet and Evie seemed to understand this and just kissed his forehead when she left. No words came. Wilson showed up then and talked Chase briefly through the process, which Chase already knew, but he was grateful Wilson was revisiting for him. Then the IV started and Rogue arrived with Mia to sit with him through it all. Chase slept through most of it, with Rogue's gloved hand tucked into his. He slept through offers of drinks or more pillows or blankets. He figured Rogue answered on his behalf... he needed his wife more than anything in the world right now.
( It was now later in the afternoon and Chase woke up to find Rogue still there, sitting patiently and holding his hand as she nursed Mia in her other arm... )
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Chemo. It all seemed so... real, all of a sudden. One minute Chase felt like he was just another post-op inpatient and the next he was an Oncology outpatient, sitting in a cushy recliner chair as Evie settled him and prepped him for the IV to start. Chase had been mostly quiet and Evie seemed to understand this and just kissed his forehead when she left. No words came. Wilson showed up then and talked Chase briefly through the process, which Chase already knew, but he was grateful Wilson was revisiting for him. Then the IV started and Rogue arrived with Mia to sit with him through it all. Chase slept through most of it, with Rogue's gloved hand tucked into his. He slept through offers of drinks or more pillows or blankets. He figured Rogue answered on his behalf... he needed his wife more than anything in the world right now.
( It was now later in the afternoon and Chase woke up to find Rogue still there, sitting patiently and holding his hand as she nursed Mia in her other arm... )
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