The Medication's Wearing Off - Open Log

[librariansheart]

Who: Anyone with cause to be at the hospital
What: Visits with patients or those in the waiting room
Where: New Moore General Hospital
When: 4/2 and the few days after
Warnings: Excessive guilt, angst, depression, mention of self-harm and attempted suicide


Waiting rooms aren't hell. They're purgatory, and for some, that's worse.

After the last few days, there are a number of new patients for the New Moore hospital, and nearly everyone has someone waiting to see them. The lobbies always have someone there, uncomfortably ignoring the other people, or trying to distract themselves with limping conversation.

Looking for someone? Grab a cup of industrial strength coffee and have a look. They're bound to be around sometime.


NOTES: Tag individual threads within, or make your own - you don't need to be here for Sheska!

Comments

[redwinekindofgirl]

"No, I'm fine..." 'Fine' being a relative term, but as far as things usually went, she was alright.

"I came to see him, too." She sighs, pushing her hair back fretfully. "I can't believe he did this."

[librariansheart]

Guilt and pain flash briefly across Sheska's face, and she looks down at her cold coffee. "He's been through a lot, recently. This weekend was..." She has to pause and set the cup down before it betrayed how her hands were beginning to shake again. "It was not easy to wake up to. It must have been too much. He's wanted a way out. This must have been the last straw. It's... it's easier to see in hindsight."

[redwinekindofgirl]

"Yeah.. I got that impression." When she'd seen him last she'd realised that, but maybe she'd been lying to herself over how far it had taken him. She shakes her head, leaning forwards to prop her chin against her hand.

"Looking back, I.. You're right, the signs were all there." A sigh. "I tried. We both did."

[librariansheart]

It's a small surprise, though it shouldn't be. Of course, she couldn't have been the only one looking in on him. She'd been too wrapped up in her own actions and thoughts to notice. And it still hadn't been enough. Not with the shock and betrayal of the weekend.

"I didn't even think about it this weekend. He seemed better, and I thought...". She shakes her head. "It doesn't matter. I keep trying to figure out if I knew, somewhere under there, what was going on. If there was some way I could have... could have done something…"

[redwinekindofgirl]

"Yeah.. he seemed better." Julie presses her lips together, shaking her head and, after a moment, reaches out to place a hand on Sheska's arm.

"It's not our fault. Sometimes.. there isn't anything you can do and it doesn't mean you failed."

[librariansheart]

Sheska draws a shaky breath, nodding blindly. It's an easy sentiment to say - and one she's told others before. It's a harder one to accept. Dimly, she admires that Julie can do that so well.

But Julie's faced worse things. Those nightmares... Sheska shudders, remembering the zombies. Perhaps it was no wonder that she could be calm and put-together in the face of all of this. "He'll get through this. ....Right?"

[redwinekindofgirl]

It's more difficult than she makes it look, but without that kind of hope, what else is there? Without hope they're no better than the things they're hiding from. Sheska has the right idea.

"I don't know," she replies honestly, resting her chin on one hand. "But either way, he's going to need us. He might not want us, but that's not the point."

[librariansheart]

Her breath catches as Julie unknowingly drives a dagger to the heart of one of her primary worries. "He needs you... I don't think he'll want to see me," she says softly. "I might just make it worse." Her fingers lace themselves together, twisting, locking into place. "B-but I can't just leave... not without looking in on him. Even just once. Just to see! Just to know." To replace the memory of the last time she saw him on that kitchen floor.

[redwinekindofgirl]

"He needs both of us, we're his friends!"

Julie sounds so, so certain of that as she slips from the uncomfortable chair and crouches in front of Sheska, taking both of her hands. "He needs us and we need to be strong for him. We need to be the strength that he doesn't have, until he's feeling better. Understand?"