first floor rec room / makeshift clinic | saturday | december 5

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Dr. Alex Karev was stressed. People just kept coming and getting sick and dying on him. He couldn't seem to save anyone. Medical school, internships and residencies hadn't prepared him for being a real doctor. It was just so hard. But he was determined. And he was ready to give medical aid and advice to those who needed it. He'd handwritten signs and stuck them around the dorms that said SICK PEOPLE THIS WAY and pointed them in his direction.

After that, it meant moving things out of the way and getting himself some cots and chairs and curtains. He hadn't ever been away from Seattle Grace before but a small clinic would give him more of an opportunity to expand and help more people.

Plus, it meant he was in charge too. Alex, you see, liked power. This was his clinic and he'd run it how he damn well pleased. He might not be all that prepared to be a full fledged doctor but the best way to learn was jump into the fire and get some practical experience.

He was a doctor, dammit.

[this is exactly what it looks like! makeshift clinic post for those that are in comas, preggo, have tropical diseases, or just wanna hang out in hospitals and talk to doctors who are always on breaks like people do on soaps! alex totes thinks he's a doctor and a damn good one. he has awful bedside manner so be prepared! first floor is open to everyone!]

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waiting room | 12/5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

For those that are sick, need aide, wanna stalk someone, go into a coma or just do something else!

Re: waiting room

[slapbetcommish.livejournal.com]

Dr. Lily was just trying to make sure everyone was taken care of. She feared an outbreak of cirrhosis and wanted to be prepared.

Re: waiting room

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Dr. Karev didn't really know what Dr. Lily's deal was but if she wanted to take the gross patients, he'd let her.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

After spending a little extra time making sure his hair had the right mussed look, Griff headed down to stalk visit his roommate and bring flowers to the coma patients.

"Wow, the signs are really looking good," he said, loving them because Alex had made them, not even caring what they said.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

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"Of course they do," Alex said, looking up when Griff entered and maybe letting his gaze linger a little more softly than he would other people before going cocky again. "I made them. Everything I do is good."

He gestured Griff closer though, dropping a little of his gruffness around the other boy. He acted differently around Griff for reasons he refused to examine.

"You sick or something?" he asked, concerned. "Don't tell me you're sick."

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

After waking up with a headache, of course Jean had to go to the clinic to be checked out.

She could only pray it wasn't a return of her non-specific brain cancer that nearly ended her young life when she was still a child. "Is there a doctor here? Please! Someone! I need a doctor!"

Oh dear, she was swooning now.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm a doctor," Alex said, striding closer to the pretty girl. He could lose himself in women and forget all those other pesky feelings. Besides, she was swooning and her bosom was heaving. His favorite type of patient.

"What's the problem?" he asked, stethoscope out and arms ready in case she collapsed. "If you're here for diet pills, you're shit out of luck."

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

Griff was totally glaring at Jean. She would not be getting any flowers from his flowers for the sick committee.

Whore.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[likeababyduck.livejournal.com]

Lance Sweets, Doctor Extraordinaire found his way to the makeshift clinic and decided that any sick people might be in need of his amazing medical skills. From brain surgery to delivering babies, he would provide whatever services were needed.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Doctor," Alex said, sizing up the other man. "Nice of you to join us. The sick people waited and only a few of them died."

No one died. Alex was just mean to other doctors who were trying to steal his thunder.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[futuresmuggler.livejournal.com]

Mirax stumbled into the clinic, holding her head. It had at least been a very pretty head injury, one that caused no bruises or bleeding. "Can you help me?" she asked, dramatically.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[usedtotravel.livejournal.com]

Martha was standing in the back of the room, waiting to see if anyone needed her. She knew better than to think anyone like her could ever run the clinic, but that didn't stop her from dreaming about it sometimes, when she wasn't fantasizing about having a love interest. Or more than five lines.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[chasingangela]

Angela was serene and lovely as she sat in the waiting room. No one looking at her would ever guess that a rare tropical brain virus -- contracted while she was volunteering in Costa Rica -- was slowly but fatally turning her brain to jelly. She'd woken up with the gushing nosebleed that inevitably heralded the disease's last stages.

She concentrated on her rosary-- holding a handkerchief to her nose with the other hand -- as she waited for a doctor.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was just wondering what the heck was going on. She'd already run into a few friends who seemed to be generally crazy, so now she was checking on other people.

"Hey, Alex." Dinah gave the 'clinic' and the SICK PEOPLE sign a wary look. "What's up? Some kind of epidemic?"

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

Zayne made his way to the very professional hospital. He had questions. Serious questions. About suffocation.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

The part of Martin Blank will now be portrayed by Lorenzo Lamas. Back when he was hot.

Martin stormed into the room, his long flowing locks of hair flowing in the wind, his pectorals throbbing in concern.

"Where is my wife!" he demanded. "Where is she, damn it! I want to see my wife immediately!"

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[nofishinmypond.livejournal.com]

Jack stumbled into the clinic, bleeding from a fatal gunshot wound.

"Doctor!" he gasped. "DOCTOR!"

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka had been to every single oncologist canser doctor in America (EVERY SINGLE ONE), and none of them had been able to help him. But, hey, this place looked new.

He walked in and sat down, waiting to be triaged. Occasionally, he winced and put a hand to his forehead when his braine canser acted up.

Re: waiting room | 12/5

[heromaniac]

Momoko was a wee bit bored, so she figured she'd head down to the rec room for a bit... She was not expecting it to be a hospital.

"What in the world is going on?"

exam rooms | 12/5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

For if and when they are needed! I'll even add subthreads if LJ STOPS BEING A DICK.

Exam 1 | Jean Grey

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Alex pulled the curtain closed and gestured Jean up onto one of the cots. The tests couldn't be completed if she was leaning on him, much as he liked that as a distraction.

Besides, laying down had it's pros too.

"Sit," he ordered. "And remove your shirt."

...totally for medical purposes, of course.

Exam 2 | Mirax Who Has Amnesia

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Alex hadn't ever dealt with someone who had actual amnesia. He gestured at the bed.

"Get up there," he said, pointing at it. "I'll need to run some tests."

Exam 3 | Angela Who Has a Nosebleed

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Since Alex didn't want people bleeding all over his clinic, he hurriedly admitted Angela and got her into a bed.

Exam 4 | Sokka Who Has Teh Brane Canser

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Alex motioned the nurse to stick Sokka in a bed and put his head in traction so his brain could aerate.

ooc | 12/5

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

GOOD GRAVY THAT TOOK FOREVER. Anyway, this is just what it looks like. GIVE ME YOUR SICK, YOUR PREGNANT, YOUR PEOPLE WHO JUST WANNA HANG OUT AND TALK TO DOCTORS.