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Thirteen / Remy Hadley (House) (notunlucky) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-09-19 19:03:00

Entry tags:

thirteen, tony stark

Who: Tony and Remy
What: Working at the hospital together whilst Cuddy and everyone else is away
When: Today
Where: Kent Memorial
Warnings: Dunno, maybe none :P

The next patient on Remy's list was someone who had recently had one of the arc reactors put into his body several weeks ago. It was time for another check up, to take some of the stitches out and to make sure that everything was going properly. She could do most of that herself, but in order to make sure the actual reactor was functioning, she had to bring in her husband. After all, he was the one that built everything.

She decided to wait for him to join her in the back where all of the curtains were lined up sectioning off each 'room' from the other. Might as well do it all at once so the poor guy wasn't waiting. She had just seen him a second ago, figuring he was washing up around the corner.

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-19 06:45 pm UTC (link)

Sometimes Tony was fine when it came to the hospital, others not so much. It reminded him of his surgeries, his pain, his death. He hated being reminded of his own mortality and the hospital was a constant reminder of that. But then he'd watched his wife working, saving lives and helping all of those people, and any discomfort or fear of this place dissipated in moments. Nothing made him prouder than to see her hard at work.

Once he's washed up and sterilized his hands well, he came back around to her and their awaiting patient. He was wearing scrubs of his own, just because this was supposed to be a sterile environment and one could never tell with these kinds of things. Surgeries were very sensitive. He had something in his hand that looked like an iPhone only a little larger, and he'd began to punch on its touch screen to bring up schematics and data he'd need to verify during the examination.

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notunlucky
2008-09-19 06:53 pm UTC (link)

Remy smiled at him when he came around the corner, in her own set of scrubs and then grabbed up the chart from the front of the room and then opened the door to go inside. "Hi Mr. Sobchak, how are you feeling?" she asked the man who was seated on the table in front of them.

The man gave her a nervous smile, "Hello Dr. Stark, Mr. Stark.. I'm feeling good.. better.. still feeling a little stiff though.."

She nodded at him, "Yeah that's to be expected. You should start feeling better by the end of the week. So shall we get all of this over with?" she asked, grabbing up her stethoscope to listen to his heart and then take his temperature and blood pressure and all of the other normal stuff to make sure he was as good as he said.

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-19 09:54 pm UTC (link)

Tony greeted Mr. Sobchak with a firm handshake when he'd come in, and in seeing the familiar glow, was confident that everything was most likely in working order. Funny how that light had become a comfort to him for the time he'd had it in his own chest. But this man's was different. Tony's functioned as an electromagnet whereas this model had more regulatory functions, similar to a pacemaker and didn't put out as much energy as the original arc reactor.

After punching in a few more things on his little touch screen, Tony made sure to stand to the side as Remy did her part of the work, head tilted as he observed. "If you experience soreness around the outer wall, Vitamin E or some sort of Ben Gay cooling ointment will help with that," he said as he made a circular motion to the area on his own chest.

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notunlucky
2008-09-19 09:59 pm UTC (link)

After getting him to breathe in and out and then put the cuff around him to take his blood pressure, and then take his temperature, she smiled a bit. "Everything's good so far.. so we can just take out the stitches.. bandage you up and run a couple of tests.. then you're good to go.. I'll go get the stuff, you two... do whatever it is you boys do when women aren't around.." she smirked and left the room.

Mr. Sobchak looked relieved that everything was going fine so far. "Thanks.. for everything.. you and your wife.."

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-19 10:37 pm UTC (link)

Tony smiled as she left to go fetch everything else she needed, then stepped over to Mr. Sobchak with the device in his hand and held it up the the reactor. "You're welcome," he said, the corner of his mouth curling into a half smile. "If it wasn't for her, I would still have mine."

It made a few little beeping noises as it did its thing then Tony pulled it back to analyze the data on the screen. "Electrical output is registering correctly. I'm going to need to take it out for a minute just to check for plasmic discharge."

"I...what?" giving Tony a strange look.

"Takes two seconds. Unbutton you shirt," Tony said as he put the device in his pocket and grabbed a pair of latex gloves and put them on. He waited for Mr. Sobchak to unbutton his shirt before he started to twist and unlock the arc reactor to lift it up out of the socket.

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notunlucky
2008-09-19 10:47 pm UTC (link)

In the other room, Remy got the kit to take out the stitches and then came back into the room. She blinked a little when she saw the guy taking off his shirt, "Plasmic discharge?" she asked, because apparently she knew what he was doing. She went and got out the scissors and the forceps and then grabbed the stool and a tray.

"I can wait... go ahead.." she smiled some and sat down, writing down in the chart while she waited.

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-19 11:11 pm UTC (link)

His eyes were squinting as he ran his fingers around the inside edge of the socket wall, "Checking but I don't see any. Very good sign. It probably isn't producing enough energy to cause it." He put the reactor back in place and twisted it where it locked with a click. "So far, everything appears to be working." He popped off the gloves and tossed them in the biohazard waste bin.

"You're up, dear," he said as he squirt some sanitizer into his hands from a nearby dispenser.

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notunlucky
2008-09-19 11:19 pm UTC (link)

"Good, good.." she scribbled that down in her notes too on the chart, and then slid the stool over towards him, "Feeling okay?" she asked the man just to make sure that he was indeed all right. Mr. Sobchak nodded his head, "Yeah.. feeling a little.. light headed though.."

She nodded, "It's okay.. just lie down for me.. just breathe... I've got to clean these up first.. I promise it won't hurt.." she went ahead and took off the bandage where they had cut in to put the reactor in, and then went to clean it carefully.

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-19 11:57 pm UTC (link)

The medical part of this was definitely not his area of expertise, and so Tony had no answer for the lightheaded feeling he was experiencing. Maybe a slight drop in his blood pressure. And being curious about something new, Tony did what he usually did and observed closely, scooting his chair nearby so he could make notes on the reactor in the patient file as she took out the stitches.

Maybe this was where the future of Stark Industries lay. All this medical technology. He just worried about the wrong people getting hold of it. Thankfully, things stayed quiet here for the most part.

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notunlucky
2008-09-20 12:03 am UTC (link)

Sometimes it happened when people got nervous, or maybe his blood sugar was low. "When was the last time you ate?" she asked as she got out the scissors. He looked up at her, "Um.. this morning at breakfast?" he offered. She hmd a bit, "Tony... when you're done could you run to the lounge and grab like.. a cookie or some orange juice or something?" she asked her husband, and smiled.

While he hopefully went and got him something to eat, she went and got the stitches snipped and then carefully removed them as gently as she could. "It might feel weird but it shouldn't hurt.. looks good though, no bleeding."

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-20 12:26 am UTC (link)

He'd been watching her take the stitches out when she'd asked him to run to the doctor's lounge, where he nodded and went to grab something for the patient. He was surprised he didn't suffer from low blood sugar with the eating habits he had at times, but then again since coming here, he'd had her to take care of him, made sure he ate and that sort of thing. He came back shortly with a package of those Tollhouse mini cookies and a Minute Maid bottled orange juice for Mr. Sobchak to have since she was finished taking out his stitches. Tony usually didn't say much during these examinations because this just wasn't his gig, plus he always ended up so mesmerized by what Remy did, he couldn't help but let her have the limelight.

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notunlucky
2008-09-20 12:38 am UTC (link)

When Tony came back she was cleaning him up again, and making sure everything was fine. Since it was, she told him to sit up and eat the cookies and take the juice. "You're looking just fine.. everything's running smoothly.. so we don't need to see you for another month.. just call if you need anything at all, or come in okay?"

The man took the food and the juice from Tony, thanking him and nodding. "Thanks doc.. both of you.." he looked quite appreciative for what they did. She shook his hand and then headed out of the room so he could put his shirt back on and head home.

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boots_of_lead
2008-09-20 01:46 am UTC (link)

"Not a problem. If you think it's giving you problems, just call the hospital and they'll relay any message to me." He took the man's hand and shook it after Remy, the gathered up his work and followed right behind her out of the exam room. Tony always felt proud on a job well done when one of his creations proved to save a life.

They headed back to the office where Tony started punching on the touch screen, sending the data he'd recorded back to Jarvis at the house where he stored all of the information on the patients he helped at the hospital. Once he'd finished, he leaned against her desk, idly tapping on the screen after he'd turned it off. "All of these people surviving because of this...all of the lives you've saved...things like this have made me think about some things lately. My own mortality...how people will be affected."