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02/23/2007 06:31:00
[info]luthiekins
*spends the morning at the city library reading to children*

*goes to the Soup Kitchen to help out at lunch* *plans to come back to help with dinner*

*isn't throwing herself into work, ohhhhhh noooooo*

*goes home to take a quick nap before her geography lesson*

*sleeps through the entire afternoon, waking up momentarily around dinnertime before passing back out*

*really doesn't feel too well*

Current Mood: sick
Tags: thingol, melian, elrond, luthien

 
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From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 06:35:53  

*is upset when she hears you missed your geography lesson*

*is even more upset when you don't come down for dinner*

*really thought you were making progress in the eating-and-not-sulking areas*

*gives you your space, but starts to worry when you don't come out of your room for the rest of the evening*

*finally comes in with a piece of toast* Lúthien?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 06:37:06  

*stirs a little*

*cracks one eye and then immediately shuts it* *the light, it BURNS*

Mommy? Something's not right.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 06:40:58  

*frowns* *comes over and sits gently next to you*

Don't you feel well, honey?

*puts a hand on your forehead* Lúthien, you're burning up...
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 06:43:08  

*wiggles around in her bed for a moment*

My head hurts... Why are the lights so bright? Turn them off.

*pulls her blankets up over her head but immediately feels too hot again* *throws them off and then winces at the BRIGHT BRIGHT light*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 06:44:53  

*looks around for these... lights?*

*sees a little lamp on the other side of the room*

*and the streetlights coming in the window*

*and.... that's it?*

*shuts the blind and turns the lamp off*

Is that better, sweetheart? Do you want some water?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 06:49:17  

*tries to nod*

*finds she can't really*

My neck is stiff too.

*doesn't have the energy to pout :(*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 06:54:49  

*feels like the brochures for that school said something about dormitory living and being concerned about fever and stiff necks*

*can't for the life of her remember what, though*

Shh, Lúthien, just don't move it. *smooths your hair back off your head* I'm going to go get you some water and talk to the nurse in the infirmary. I'll be right back, honey.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 06:56:25  

*uh? totally isn't going anywhere*

...*whimpers*

*passes the time while you're gone dry heaving* *not eating makes the visual effects of being sick so much more pleasant, don't you think?*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 07:05:06  

*comes back a while later looking terribly frightened*

Lúthien, sweetie, we're going to the hospital.

*wraps you up in a blanket and gets Igor the Security Guard to carry you gently, GENTLY out to the car*

*calls ahead to make sure your Personal Physician is available*

*doesn't want one of those barely competant interns*
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/23/2007 07:53:18  

*has antibiotics at the ready just in case*

*gets Lúthien situated and makes sure the lights are low in her room, per the brief message the nurses sent him*

*quietly* All right, Lúthien? Tell me what hurts.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 07:56:24  

*cracks her eyes open to look at you*

My head. And and my neck, I guess. I can't move it very well.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/23/2007 08:03:37  

*gets out a thermometer and sticks it under your tongue*

*very gently moves your head to check for pain*

Okay, Lúthien. I'm going to draw some blood and order a lumbar puncture to take some fluid from your spine. The nurse here will help you get ready. In the meantime, I'm going to start you on an IV and get some antibiotics in you until we get the results of the LP. So just sit tight, okay?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 08:06:41  

Okay.

*doesn't care much for needles*

*and has her Daddy's fear of sickness*

*is brave!* *is mostly unconscious anyway*
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/23/2007 08:12:41  

*makes some notes on your other symptoms while all this is going on*

*gives further orders to various staff to try to make you more comfortable*

*goes out to talk to your mother* I'm very glad you got her here so quickly, lady Melian.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:15:54  

*keeps glancing back into Lúthien's room, concerned*

Is she going to be okay? What's going on? I don't think she's ever been this sick before. Eru, I hate mortality.
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/23/2007 08:24:44  

I'm fairly certain she has meningitis, but I'm still running the tests to find out what type it is. Getting her here and treatment started was the main thing. If it's bacterial, things can get very serious very quickly.

*reassuringly* Viral meningitis is much more common, though, and less serious.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:27:59  

*nods* Okay, thank you, Doctor. Please take good care of her.

*watches Lúthien through the window*

*wonders vaguely if she should call her husband*
From: [info]elrondmd Date: 02/23/2007 08:35:01  

We certainly will...don't you worry. I'll let you know as soon as we have more information.

*hurries off to see that Lúthien's lab tests receive priority*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:36:36  

*goes in and sits at her daughter's bedside*

*squeezes her hand gently*

Feeling okay, darling?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 08:38:24  

*stirs a little* *weakly* They hurt my back.





...I want my Daddy.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:39:35  

*wipes her eyes*

Okay. I'll go call him and let him know.

*kisses your forehead before leaving the room to phone Thingol*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 08:44:40  

*sounds snippy on the other end*

This had better be important. Every second I talk to you delays my escape from this eruforsaken place with its snow and its windchill and its...um...Noldor.
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:46:29  

*bluntly* Lúthien's in the hospital. She asked for you.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 08:47:46  

I'll be right there. *hangs up*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:50:54  

*goes back into Lúthien's room and sits at her bedside*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 08:55:13  

*literally arrives not one second later than is humanly possible to travel to Menegroth*

*which he fears may be far too late, anyway*

*stops at the nurses' station and barks one word*

WHERE?

*is directed to his daughter's room*
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 08:57:59  

*looks up when you come in*






...

*rushes over and hugs you tightly*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 09:00:59  

*can't take his eyes off Lúthien in that bed, looking so small and helpless and exhausted and in pain and and and*

*clings* What is it and how bad?
From: [info]queenmelly Date: 02/23/2007 09:05:06  

*presses her face against your shoulder*

*didn't realize how much she was holding in until you came*

Meningitis. They don't know how bad yet, but they say we caught it early enough. She's not well at all.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 09:10:32  

*finds it extremely hard to swallow for some reason* I can see that. :(

*kisses your forehead and lets go of you*

*sits in the chair next to Lúthien's bed and takes her hand* Are you awake, Cupcake? Daddy's here.
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 09:13:26  

*comes to a bit at the sound of your voice*

Daddy?

*reaches out for your hand*

*vaguely remembers that there was something she wanted to tell you but can't think what it was over the burning and pounding in her head*

Daddy.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 09:16:33  

*squeezes your hand lightly with both of his*

That's right. *brokenly* Time to get better now, little girl, do you hear me? I won't have any of this menistreptocetaminfluenza nonsense, got it?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 09:21:11  

I'll try hard I promise.

*rambling* Don't go away, Daddy, I need you and you can't go away ever. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry.
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 09:26:44  

*moves to sit on your bed and takes you into his arms as best he can without really disturbing you*

*with tears in his eyes* No, sweetheart, I won't go away. You haven't done anything wrong. Not a thing. You're my perfect, precious princess. You have to promise me not to ever ever ever die go away, either, okay? Promise?
From: [info]luthiekins Date: 02/23/2007 09:30:16  

I promise I promise I promise.

*rests her head against you and thinks that somehow that helps with the pain*

*gradually drifts out of consciousness*
From: [info]sindacollo Date: 02/23/2007 09:33:55  

*rocks you very gently, all the sounds of the bustling hospital fading from his awareness*

*kisses your cheek* *helplessly* My little girl. My sweet little girl.
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