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WHO: Thomas Kemp, Emma Kemp, open only to Kemp family (he's in the ICU so a friend and Lena post can come later!)
WHAT: Post-surgery
WHEN: Friday evening
WHERE: Hospital ICU
WARNINGS: Health stuff!, TBA
Thomas was wheeled away from his hospital room and into the operating theatre right on time, which he was more than grateful for. As they put the anaesthetic up to his face and told him to count, all he really noticed was the gradual and blissful easing of the excruciating pain that had become his entire existence. He didn't even think to hope he would wake up at the end of it all. The relief was too much.
And then, what seemed all of a minute later to him, but what had actually been six hours, Thomas blinked groggily awake in a recovery room. His head was throbbing dully, but he wasn't in anguish and that was nice. His first action, however, was to slowly roll onto his side and dry-heave over the edge of his bed while several nurses ran at him to stop him from injuring himself or pulling out any tubes. The anaesthetic had made him nauseated and, had he had anything in his stomach at all, it would have been all over the recovery room floor.
Once he was rolled back onto his back, Thomas murmured, "'m alive-" to the ceiling and promptly fell asleep again.
A few hours later, now in the ICU, he woke and found his mother sitting beside him. He felt like his head was full of cobwebs and his mouth was full of cottonballs but he still managed to half-grunt a 'hi' at her.
Emma pulled down her newspaper and she smiled at her son before putting it aside. "Hello, lovely. I have some water for you if you think you can keep it down?"
The moment water was mentioned, it was all Thomas wanted in the entire world. "Please?" he croaked with a throat made of sandpaper. She picked up the cup and angled the straw into his mouth.
"Just be slow about it," she cautioned and Thomas drank as slow as he could manage while still being a little desperate about it. Once he had finished the entire glass, she pulled it away and he blinked at her.
"Still feel a bit sick."
"Well if you need to throw up I have a bucket for you," she assured him. "Though if you want to try something to eat I have soup."
"Mmm." He had been too sick to eat for most of a week, and soup sounded wonderful. He decided to make sure he didn't throw up the water first, however. "How's my hair?"
Emma laughed loudly at that. "Well it's all gone, but your head is entirely wrapped up anyway so I can't see it. I'm sure you'll look fine."
"I'll look like Frankenstein," he informed her. "How...how did it go?" He was fairly sure he was too exhausted to move again ever, but at least he was alive, right?
"It was perfect," she said with a smile. "No complications and they got all of it. You can move out of the ICU tomorrow if all goes well, and you'll be able to go home within a week as long as you don't exert yourself and keep healing." Thomas knew if he had another seizure he'd be stuck here longer so he just had to hope that didn't happen. He wanted to go home. He hadn't been there in a month now.
"Do I have lots of tubes?"
"You do have a rather impressive collection," she said with a nod. Then she leaned forward and planted a kiss on his bandages, ever so carefully. "I'm so glad you're alright. I'm going to go tell the family they can come in now. Unfortunately Lena will have to wait until you're back in your room."
Thomas frowned at that, but he understood. Mostly, he just wanted to see his son. "Okay," he said, wishing he felt a little more human.
WHAT: Post-surgery
WHEN: Friday evening
WHERE: Hospital ICU
WARNINGS: Health stuff!, TBA
Thomas was wheeled away from his hospital room and into the operating theatre right on time, which he was more than grateful for. As they put the anaesthetic up to his face and told him to count, all he really noticed was the gradual and blissful easing of the excruciating pain that had become his entire existence. He didn't even think to hope he would wake up at the end of it all. The relief was too much.
And then, what seemed all of a minute later to him, but what had actually been six hours, Thomas blinked groggily awake in a recovery room. His head was throbbing dully, but he wasn't in anguish and that was nice. His first action, however, was to slowly roll onto his side and dry-heave over the edge of his bed while several nurses ran at him to stop him from injuring himself or pulling out any tubes. The anaesthetic had made him nauseated and, had he had anything in his stomach at all, it would have been all over the recovery room floor.
Once he was rolled back onto his back, Thomas murmured, "'m alive-" to the ceiling and promptly fell asleep again.
A few hours later, now in the ICU, he woke and found his mother sitting beside him. He felt like his head was full of cobwebs and his mouth was full of cottonballs but he still managed to half-grunt a 'hi' at her.
Emma pulled down her newspaper and she smiled at her son before putting it aside. "Hello, lovely. I have some water for you if you think you can keep it down?"
The moment water was mentioned, it was all Thomas wanted in the entire world. "Please?" he croaked with a throat made of sandpaper. She picked up the cup and angled the straw into his mouth.
"Just be slow about it," she cautioned and Thomas drank as slow as he could manage while still being a little desperate about it. Once he had finished the entire glass, she pulled it away and he blinked at her.
"Still feel a bit sick."
"Well if you need to throw up I have a bucket for you," she assured him. "Though if you want to try something to eat I have soup."
"Mmm." He had been too sick to eat for most of a week, and soup sounded wonderful. He decided to make sure he didn't throw up the water first, however. "How's my hair?"
Emma laughed loudly at that. "Well it's all gone, but your head is entirely wrapped up anyway so I can't see it. I'm sure you'll look fine."
"I'll look like Frankenstein," he informed her. "How...how did it go?" He was fairly sure he was too exhausted to move again ever, but at least he was alive, right?
"It was perfect," she said with a smile. "No complications and they got all of it. You can move out of the ICU tomorrow if all goes well, and you'll be able to go home within a week as long as you don't exert yourself and keep healing." Thomas knew if he had another seizure he'd be stuck here longer so he just had to hope that didn't happen. He wanted to go home. He hadn't been there in a month now.
"Do I have lots of tubes?"
"You do have a rather impressive collection," she said with a nod. Then she leaned forward and planted a kiss on his bandages, ever so carefully. "I'm so glad you're alright. I'm going to go tell the family they can come in now. Unfortunately Lena will have to wait until you're back in your room."
Thomas frowned at that, but he understood. Mostly, he just wanted to see his son. "Okay," he said, wishing he felt a little more human.
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Date: 2013-07-19 07:03 am (UTC)When his grandmother came out to tell them that his dad was awake and wanted to see him, he shot out of his chair so fast he almost knocked it over. He pushed the door open and stuck his head in. "Hey, Dad," he said. "How are you feeling?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 07:45 am (UTC)Emma reached out to pat Thomas' arm. "AVMs cause behavioural changes, Tommy. And you were in a lot of pain."
"I just remember feeling out of control," he murmured. "Not much pain right now. 's good. Are you okay?" he asked Jamie. "Did I yell at you?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 08:00 am (UTC)"Me?" he asked. "I'm fine, I promise. You didn't yell at me."
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Date: 2013-07-19 08:05 am (UTC)"Of course you can." Emma inched forward and she picked the soup up off of the stand. "I'll have to feed it to you or you'll get it everywhere."
Thomas groaned a little. "Don't let my sisters in," he said to Jamie. "They'll never stop teasing me. For the best though, my right arm still feels asleep."
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Date: 2013-07-19 08:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-19 08:37 am (UTC)"They told me I might do stupid things when I go home," he told Jamie, accepting another bite. "Like I might forget to turn the oven off. Because m'brain is healing."
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Date: 2013-07-19 09:26 am (UTC)"It's okay love, just let me know if I change your mind."
"Mmm." He turned back to Jamie. "Did you eat, Jamie? You have to eat." He was trying to do the parent thing while in an ICU bed. "How long have you been sitting there?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 09:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-19 09:43 am (UTC)Emma nodded, but she patted Thomas' shoulder. "He's fine, darling."
"Were you really both here all day?" Thomas asked.
"Of course we were. Should I go get your sisters?" When Thomas nodded, Emma kissed his forehead and went to go let the girls know the could head in.
While they were alone, Thomas turned to his son. "Glad you didn't have to do any...uhm. Any proxy thingies."
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Date: 2013-07-19 09:59 am (UTC)"You and me both," Jamie said quietly, once his grandmother was gone. "I mean, I knew I might have to if things went bad, but when they said you were out of surgery, I breathed a little sigh of relief."
There was a quiet knock on the door, and Maddy stuck her head inside, holding a bright bouquet. "Hey, Tommy," she called softly. "Up for another visitor?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 10:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-19 10:22 am (UTC)"Ask him about his clicking skull," Jamie added.
Maddy looked from him back to Thomas so fast, she almost gave herself whiplash. "Say what now?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 10:26 am (UTC)Charlotte poked her head in as well and then she giggled. "How high is he?" she asked.
"Only a little," he answered instead of letting Jamie and Maddy answer. "And my brain got cut out."
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Date: 2013-07-19 10:34 am (UTC)Jamie rolled his eyes fondly. "Not all of it," he said. "Just the evil parts. And dammit, now I want waffles, thanks you guys." Maddy just laughed.
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Date: 2013-07-19 10:44 am (UTC)Charlotte went to go pet his arm. "Soon, Tommy."
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Date: 2013-07-19 10:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-19 11:09 am (UTC)"And I'll have more tiny cake," Thomas agreed. "Actually I could do more soup now since I didn't puke up the first bites." He didn't feel great, but he was sure now they would stay down. He sort of half-pointed to the container on the stand near him. "Someone has to do it for me though," he said regretfully. "And it's embarrassing so don't laugh."
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Date: 2013-07-19 11:45 am (UTC)"Come on, Tommy, do you really think we'd laugh at you?" Maddy asked. "We're not that mean."
Jamie sat down next to the bed, picking up the spoon. "I can do it, Dad, it's fine. Just make sure you don't overdo it."
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Date: 2013-07-19 11:51 am (UTC)"Oh come on, we have way worse stories than this," Charlotte grinned.
Thomas chuckled at that. "Yeah yeah." It struck Thomas that Jamie might have to feed him in the future and it made him rather sad. He was going to try not to focus on it however. "Are you sure you want to?" he asked, not watching to force Jamie to feed him. "I won't overdo it. Just hungry." He was feeling rather fragile and he was fairly sure if they told him he shouldn't have any more food yet, he might cry. All his emotions were quite on the surface.
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Date: 2013-07-19 12:24 pm (UTC)"Oh!" she added. "Before I forget, you should bring that nice boy of yours to your party thing so I can meet him. Char says good things."
"'That nice boy of yours?'" Jamie asked, smiling slightly and raising an eyebrow. "I thought you were 24, Aunt Maddy, not 54." Maddy flicked the side of his head. "Hush, you."
"I'm sure," Jamie assured him, loading up some soup. "If you're hungry, you should eat."
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Date: 2013-07-19 12:33 pm (UTC)Charlotte sat a bit farther away, giving Jamie room to feed his father. Thomas signalled that he wanted another bite and when he'd swallowed that he said, "so are you all going to sign my head bandage?"
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Date: 2013-07-19 12:52 pm (UTC)"If you're serious, then I totally will," Maddy said. "Jamie, you should draw something on his head bandage."
"I shall make it the most fabulous of head bandages."
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Date: 2013-07-19 12:59 pm (UTC)"More soup. Hey, do you think they have waffles in the cafeteria? Soup isn't filling. I want to be filled."
Charlotte doubled over laughing at that and Thomas shot her a tired and withering look. "Yes, Char. That's exactly what I meant. What I want is some buttsex here in the ICU."
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Date: 2013-07-19 01:27 pm (UTC)Maddy found a pen in the bottom of her bag, and started doodling curlicues and random shapes all over Thomas' head. "Jamie, you should draw a little zombie gnawing on his head. I'd try, but my art skills extend pretty much to stick figures."
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Date: 2013-07-19 01:35 pm (UTC)Charlotte snickered and she patted Thomas' leg. "I wouldn't worry, Jamie. From what I hear, Tommy is more a giver anyway, even with the boys."
"Charlotte!" Thomas hissed at her. "I knew introducing you to Lena was going to end badly. You're going to scar my child!"
She just grinned and shrugged. "Just what I heard on the grapevine is all!"
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Date: 2013-07-19 01:42 pm (UTC)Maddy started laughing again, still drawing on Thomas' head. "Lena sounds fabulous, I need to meet her. It's imperative."
Jamie just covered his eyes with his hand, making a slight noise of distress. "That is more than I ever needed to know about my dad's sex life, thank you, Aunt Red. Thank you so much."
Maddy patted Jamie on the head. "This too shall pass, grasshopper."
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Date: 2013-07-19 01:53 pm (UTC)"Lena is amazing, you do need to meet her," Charlotte said. "And then you can know more about Thomas' sex life than you need to as well!"
Thomas just shook his head. "Sometime when poor Jamie isn't here, I need you to tell me whether these stories are...you know...good ones or not."
Charlotte snorted, "no need to worry."
"Heh, so hey, that cheeseburger sounds like perfection right now!" he said pointedly to his poor son.
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Date: 2013-07-19 02:02 pm (UTC)Maddy started digging through her purse again. "Hey, if you're going to the cafeteria, will you get me some fries, if they have them?" she asked. She handed him a five dollar bill.
"Sure," Jamie said, tucking the money in his pocket. "I'll be back in a bit." He left, closing the door behind him.
"Now that he's not here," Maddy laughed.
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Date: 2013-07-19 02:12 pm (UTC)Charlotte turned to Maddy and she grinned wickedly. "Lena was just saying he's enthusiastic,"
"Oi," he protested. "Of course I'm enthusiastic, I've been lonely for nineteen years."
Charlotte gave her brother a little frowny face. "Poor bubby."
"You are totally ruining my burger buzz," he joked.
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Date: 2013-07-19 02:34 pm (UTC)Then her eyes widened, like she understood something. "Ooooohhhh," she said, nodding. "That explains that text Jamie sent me a few weeks ago. He said something like, 'Dad's back looks clawed all to hell. Apparently he made a new friend'. And then I had to run off to class and sort of...forgot about it."
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Date: 2013-07-19 02:43 pm (UTC)"Been a while, Tommyboy?" Charlotte asked with a smirk.
"Two years, nosy," he said, poking her in the arm. "But she's my girlfriend now so hey not a bad decision!"
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Date: 2013-07-19 03:45 pm (UTC)"Does sound like a rather good decision," Maddy agreed. Then she let out a fake wince. "Ouch, hell of a dry spell."
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Date: 2013-07-19 03:51 pm (UTC)To that he made a face. "I really know," he said with a sigh. "But once it was nearly four years, so you know...perspective. I was a little preoccupied raising a kid."
"I actually remember after you finally got laid," Charlotte said laughing, "you called to talk to me about something and you wouldn't stop whistling."
"It was a very important day!" he laughed.
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Date: 2013-07-20 07:46 am (UTC)She snorted at that. "That sounds like you," she said. "But I know the boat you used to be in, Tommy. I can measure time since the last time in months now. Meh."
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Date: 2013-07-20 08:18 am (UTC)"Oh god, she sent me on the most awkward blind date," Charlotte agreed.
"But she cares," Thomas added. "About our sex lives. Which could be weird, but you know. It's us. And thank you both by the way. It's nice to smile." And it really was. "Now I just need a hamburger and maybe one of your fries," he said to Maddy. "Did you notice Jamie being all grown up and telling me I could only have one burger? My boy is an adult!"
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Date: 2013-07-20 08:38 am (UTC)"I shall be gracious and share my fries with you," she told him, winking. "And he is, it blows my mind sometimes. I remember when he was this tiny little thing, running around catching fireflies with me. Now he towers over everyone, and his hair is better than mine."
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Date: 2013-07-20 08:44 am (UTC)Charlotte just shook her head at them. "Yeah, he's on the opium there. I hear you about being wary. He's got it lucky in that he only has to deal with men if he wants to," she said with a shake of her head.
"Hahhahaa Rick the- Ahem. No, sorry. Sorry. Drugs. Yes. No more dicks. Rick or otherwise," he said, patting her arm.
Maddy complimented his son and Thomas beamed. "Sometimes I forget I made him," he said with a nod. "He used to sleep on my chest. If he did that now, it would be awkward."
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Date: 2013-07-20 09:07 am (UTC)She nodded at her sister. "Right? I just want to make sure I'm not going in blind or uninformed."
Jamie walked back in then, carrying two cheese burgers and a big container of fries. As a result, he caught the end of his father's comment.
"Probably slightly," he agreed, arranging everything on the table. "Since I'm pretty sure I'm bigger than you now, anyway."
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Date: 2013-07-20 09:53 am (UTC)"He's been bringing up the burger since you left," Charlotte said with a chuckle.
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Date: 2013-07-20 10:23 am (UTC)"Do itttt," Maddy prompted. "Grr. Argh."
"Can't really blame him, though, he gets to eat real food again," Jamie replied.
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Date: 2013-07-20 10:38 am (UTC)"I am looking forward to a zombie. After burgers!"
"I can't blame him either," Charlotte had to admit. "And you missed all the sex talk, so well done!"
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Date: 2013-07-20 10:27 pm (UTC)"I have to wonder if he hovered outside, waiting for a lull and the giggling to stop," Maddy added, smiling.
Jamie snorted. "Not exactly. You wouldn't believe the line that was down there, since they're stopping dinner service soon."
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Date: 2013-07-21 11:43 am (UTC)Charlotte inched forward and she rubbed Thomas' shoulder. "Glad you're happy, Thomas. It's nice to see. And you," she said, turning to Jamie, "taking care of your father. You're lovely."