Emily Prather (pastorsdaughter) wrote in oblivionrp, @ 2009-04-19 21:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | emily, emily and leto, leto |
All better, and worse...
Who: Emily and Leto
When: Around 10:00 AM
Where: The Medical Station
Emily stepped into the medical station and looked around. She was in somewhat of a hurry; her father was waiting for her across the hall in the chapel. There wouldn't be a real church service aboard a cruise ship, but they would at least have an offering of prayers and readings from the scriptures. It was still important to observe the Sabbath, even when lost in the Bermuda Triangle. She wasn't even sure she needed to be here in the medical station, but she thought it would be best to have someone look at her arm and her fingers. Aside from being encased in casts, they felt...normal. No soreness. No swelling. She was worried that she might be losing feeling in her arms, but if that were the case, shouldn't they be numb? It seemed she could still feel the sensation of the casts pressing against her skin.
For some reason, the place seemed almost deserted. Maybe most of the medical staff were taking the day off, after being overworked for too many hours. Those poor people must be exhausted, she realized. But the medical staff's exhaustion didn't mean people's medical problems could wait. It was just a bad situation. Emily took a seat and hoped that someone would come to check her arm and fingers soon.