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Jamie bit her lip, tilting her face inside her biohood. "Well for starters, I want to know as much as each of you can tell me about Marco's illness, when he got sick, what his initial symptoms were. What worked in making him feel better. That sort of thing. Details might give us something more to work on.." Roy spoke up. "Well, he had laryngitis real bad last night. It started a few hours after we all had a bad fire. Marco complained of a sore throat..." "And I noticed bloody patches in his nasopharyngeal area when I put in an oral airway this afternoon, doctor.." Gil replied. "Don't forget how O2 made his cough better." Chet added. "And how my mother's medicinal tea helped out too. Honey and herbs." Johnny said quickly. Steven shook his head and held up a glove, and his pen poised over the chart. "Wait a minute. Wait a minute. One at a time. Slow down. Let's start from the beginning ok?" And they did. Soon, no one had anything else to add. Jamie read back what she had to everyone to reiterate. "...and then, Dr. Brackett, you said an instigated Glucose IV push, and diazepam along with some forced O2, ended his febrile seizure?" "That's correct. And his temperature went down two degrees from Roy's initial finding." "Got it.. Now, if you'll excuse me, Steven and I are going to compare this blood sample from Marco with those we have of his deceased cousin to begin a baseline analysis.." Jamie told them. Then she looked at Kel, switching to all doctor. "We're planning on using two virus isolation methods here, Dr. Brackett. First, a polymerase chain reaction analysis followed by an antigen capture enzyme-linked immunosorbent assay." Kel nodded. "I agree that a PCR and ELISA comparison will reveal any marked pleomorphism under the microscope.." Cindy piped up. "Pleo what?" "What the germs are shaped like, Miss Thorne.." Steven replied. "A vital clue which might tell us what we're dealing with.." "Can I help you with anything?" Kel asked. Steven and Jamie looked around the room at everyone in stokes. "Can you leave your patients?" Roy spoke up. "Doctor. He can. Besides me and my partner, Brice and Gil are paramedics, too. We'll be fine." "Ok. Let's get at it then.." she nodded, satisfied. Kel and Jamie and Steven rose from their chairs, leaving with the path kit and the tissue cryo case holding the dead boy's tissue remains. Marco's vials of whole blood also accompanied them to the kitchen, where the newly erected, makeshift biolab awaited. The firemen, paramedics and teacher were left alone with their thoughts. On his bed, Marco startlingly moved, emitting a low moaning noise... Brice, Roy and Gil hurried to his side, to determine Glasgow status. "Marco?!" Gage called out.. Lopez reacted by.... ---------------------------- |
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*************************** From : "Clairissa Fox" <Canaryyello@hotmail.com> Subject : [EmergencyTheater] Darkest Before Dawn. Date : Sun, 03 Nov 2002 06:11:08 +0000 ...groaning again, but his encrusted eyes, didn't open. "Hey! Somebody help me down from here. I want to be the first one to talk to him. Now." Captain Stanley ordered. His voice held undeniably firm authority. Craig and Chet lifted Cap's stokes off the two chairs it was lying across and set it onto the floor. Hank grabbed their hands as they each also gripped a shoulder to help him sit up, gingerly. . "Wait, Kelly.." Craig said when Chet tightened the grip in one of his hands to give Cap leverage to get to his feet. Brice glanced at Hank. "Don't lie to me when you answer this. I'll be able to tell by your eyes. I don't care if getting you up was an order or not because you're officially sidelined. Morphine still making you dizz--? " "West is that way Brice!.." Cap pointed towards the open exterior door with his HT's antennae. "Now get me up!.." "Right. You're fine.." Brice said two seconds later. "Chet, make sure he doesn't crash into anything." he replied, his resistance crumbling. Stanley instantly pushed to his feet by himself before anyone could help him further. Kelly hastened to get Cap's oxygen tubing trailing behind him properly and snatched up his D tank to follow along as Cap made his way shakily to Marco's longboard on the bed. |
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