'She was injured in an accident several years back. It caused an injury to T10.'
*I watch somewhat curiously as the doc does his physical assessment. I don't often watch other providers, especially higher level ones, and I take the opportunities when I can; and it keeps my mind calm and not thinking about my sister. He asks me a couple more questions and I try to keep the answers as concise as possible.*
'I'm not sure when she changed it last - she is usually good at following her treatment instructions and she usually changes it every couple weeks. Besides the paralysis and associated issues she's healthy. She is allergic to penicillin and sulfa, nothing else. No surgeries. She does take gabapentin and tramadol; I'm not sure of the doses. I'm not sure about her immunizations. I am, however, fairly certain she isn't pregnant.'
*As he finishes up his exam and asks if it's alright for them to do antibiotic therapy, I nod.*
'Absolutely. I understand. I think I'm good on questions and I'll just.. hang out here until we know where she is going to.'
*The doctor extends his hand and introduces himself and I meet his hand with a firm shake.*
'I'm Rory Dunne. I wish we had met under better circumstances - I'm sure I'll be seeing more of you though.'
*I watch as he walks out and I take a seat in the room with a sigh. I know she'll be okay, I just hate waiting.*