[Recovery 2]
Gus raised his eyebrows at the news of a tiger deer attack so close to the base. He hoped that Chikozu had been able to take care of the animal in a way that insured it wouldn't be around to hurt anyone else. Most of the time the creatures were harmless, but when they attacked, it was bad, very bad, the kind of bad that made a doctor wish for more visitors like Kevin Cooper. Personally, he would much rather deal with the frustrating councilman, than have to clean up the mess that a tiger deer could leave behind. "Ok. And if Cooper's still hanging around, tell him to take a break, maybe go lay down in the VIP quarters for awhile. I have Jennyfer babysitting him for the time being, but she's going to need to get back to work eventually." Gus knew he didn't need to go into any futher details about how the man was tying up his already thinly streatched staff.
"Thanks, Delen. I really appreciate your help around here. When this is all over, we're going to have to sit down and have a serious talk about you becoming a more permanent part of the staff here, and in Foreston." The CMO told the Aran woman, genuinely greatful for her presence.
Before leaving the room, Gus turned to take a long look at Nat. Then, to his astonishment, the woman started to wake up right before his eyes as he watched her. For a split second, Gus wasn't sure he could believe his eyes. But then there it was. A tiny swallow to indicate that she had started breathing on her own again, a tiny twitch of her hand, and finally the small flutter of eye lashes as Nat came out of the comatose state. He instantly recognized the intial signs of her much improved state. "She's waking up!" He announced to the two women in the room, almost afraid that if he said something out loud the illusion would disappear.
He walked quickly over to her bedside, and smiled widely at his patient. "It's good to see you awake, Nat." At the sounds of her coughing, Gus placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, still smiling. "Take it easy, Captain, we'll get the tube out."
He searched for the closest face, and his eyes landed on Sam. With a nod, the two men made quick work of removing the tube from Nat's throat. "That's good. Much better now, I'm sure." He spoke to Nat as continued waves of relief flooded his system.
He reached for the ever handy ice chips, and placed a few of them on Nat's lips for her to suck on, and hopefully relieve some of the soreness from her throat. "Here you go. Don't try to talk just yet." He instructed gently.
The doctor allowed a few minutes for the ice chips to melt, occassionly offering the woman more, one pinch at a time. "I need to ask you some questions. But don't speak, just nod for me, ok? Do you know where you are?"
Gus raised his eyebrows at the news of a tiger deer attack so close to the base. He hoped that Chikozu had been able to take care of the animal in a way that insured it wouldn't be around to hurt anyone else. Most of the time the creatures were harmless, but when they attacked, it was bad, very bad, the kind of bad that made a doctor wish for more visitors like Kevin Cooper. Personally, he would much rather deal with the frustrating councilman, than have to clean up the mess that a tiger deer could leave behind. "Ok. And if Cooper's still hanging around, tell him to take a break, maybe go lay down in the VIP quarters for awhile. I have Jennyfer babysitting him for the time being, but she's going to need to get back to work eventually." Gus knew he didn't need to go into any futher details about how the man was tying up his already thinly streatched staff.
"Thanks, Delen. I really appreciate your help around here. When this is all over, we're going to have to sit down and have a serious talk about you becoming a more permanent part of the staff here, and in Foreston." The CMO told the Aran woman, genuinely greatful for her presence.
Before leaving the room, Gus turned to take a long look at Nat. Then, to his astonishment, the woman started to wake up right before his eyes as he watched her. For a split second, Gus wasn't sure he could believe his eyes. But then there it was. A tiny swallow to indicate that she had started breathing on her own again, a tiny twitch of her hand, and finally the small flutter of eye lashes as Nat came out of the comatose state. He instantly recognized the intial signs of her much improved state. "She's waking up!" He announced to the two women in the room, almost afraid that if he said something out loud the illusion would disappear.
He walked quickly over to her bedside, and smiled widely at his patient. "It's good to see you awake, Nat." At the sounds of her coughing, Gus placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, still smiling. "Take it easy, Captain, we'll get the tube out."
He searched for the closest face, and his eyes landed on Sam. With a nod, the two men made quick work of removing the tube from Nat's throat. "That's good. Much better now, I'm sure." He spoke to Nat as continued waves of relief flooded his system.
He reached for the ever handy ice chips, and placed a few of them on Nat's lips for her to suck on, and hopefully relieve some of the soreness from her throat. "Here you go. Don't try to talk just yet." He instructed gently.
The doctor allowed a few minutes for the ice chips to melt, occassionly offering the woman more, one pinch at a time. "I need to ask you some questions. But don't speak, just nod for me, ok? Do you know where you are?"
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