Chapter 3
Again, I don't own any of these characters
And celebrate is just what they did. They decided to head out to their favorite place in New Haven. It wasn't the fanciest of places, but it always had good food and was a campus favorite. And with students not due back until the next week, they were able to have the privacy to celebrate without any intrusions. Once dinner was over, they both came home and just sat back and relaxed. After nearly six months of dedicated studying and preparation, all of their hard work had paid off. And as a show of pride in the other, they each hung the other's scores on the refrigerator.
Bailey wanted to begin immediately on the application process the next morning, but Cody had to remind her that she had physical therapy to go to first. Once she finished it, they would have the rest of the day to do what needed to be done. Bailey reluctantly agreed, and they soon found themselves headed back to Yale Student Health. But this time, they were directed to the physical therapy area. The first time would be an initial consultation, and they would go from there.
Bailey and Cody sat in the waiting area until they were called back to a small office. Behind the desk, sat a young woman in khakis and a polo shirt. She looked up and saw them.
"You must be Bailey Pickett?"
"Yeah, that's me."
"I'm Tammy. I've been assigned to be your physical therapist. I've already reviewed your file, so I can already see we are dealing with ankle rehab. Fortunately, your ankle healed properly, so we shouldn't have too many problems..." She notices Cody with her. "And who is this?"
"This is my fiance, Cody..."
Tammy paused. "For some reason, you two look familiar..."
Cody and Bailey look at each other and shrug.
"Wait a minute! You two are the Jeopardy winners, aren't you?"
Bailey smiled. "That's us..."
Tammy smiled. "Well, lets get right to it, shall we? I need you to take off your shoe and sock, and will see just what kind of shape your ankle is in right now..."
Bailey nodded, and she took off her shoe and sock. Tammy knelt down and took Bailey's ankle in her hands. She gave Bailey orders to wiggle her toes, and then told Bailey to try to trace the alphabet with her toes without movie her leg. Bailey was able to, but she had a lot of difficulty. Tammy gave her a few more exercises to try as well, and she took notes as Bailey attempted all of them.
"Be honest...How does your ankle feel now?"
"Stiff..."
"That's to be expected. You haven't used those muscles or tendons in months. The muscles need to be strengthened again, and the tendons need to be stretched and loosened. The good news is that everything else seems to be alright. So, I can't say how long you will need physical therapy, but I don't anticipate it being all that long. According to the notes here, it says you are available on Mondays and Fridays, is that correct?"
Bailey nodded. "Yeah. I get out of class at 3:15 on Mondays and at 11:50 on Fridays..."
Tammy nods. "Alright, how do Mondays at 4:00 and Fridays at 1:00 sound?"
"Perfect..."
"Good, we'll start Monday at 4:00 then..."
"Ummm...Next week is my last week of work, is there anyway I can move it later just that one time?"
Tammy nods. "Sure..."
"What is your last available appointment that day?"
Tammy checks her calendar. "You know, that actually works out great. I wanted to get you into the pool early on. If you can be here at 6:00, we'll be the last ones scheduled for it and we can take our time...Will your fiance be helping you with rehab?"
Cody nodded. "Yes, I will."
"Good. Both bring your swimsuits then. Until then, I have daily exercises I want you to do as well. I have a pamphlet here that explains them all. Bailey, I need you to do two sets a day of these..."
Cody smiled. "I'll personally make sure she does..."
"Good. Its easier when you have someone to help you..." Tammy goes over to a cabinet and brings out a long piece of fabric that resembles a scarf, but its its elastic. "Bailey, you will need this to complete many of your exercises. Alright, I look forward to working with you, and I will see you on Monday afternoon..."
Cody and Bailey returned home, and immediately they went to their home office and logged into to their respective accounts with AMCAS and VMCAS. Their test scores had already been sent to the agencies, and both still felt that they both were rackets. But, there was one benefit. They could fill out a general application on both that was acceptable to almost all medical schools and veterinary schools including all of the ones they were looking to apply to.
Both spent the next several hours meticulously filling out the online applications as best as they could. Once finished, they switched laptops so the other could double check them and make any necessary suggestions. Once they both were satisfied with what they had wrote, they both submitted them. Then, they next step they were prompted with was to enter the email addresses of those they wanted requests for recommendations sent to. Three were required, but no more than five were allowed. It was recommended that they send one to a doctor/veterinarian that both had worked closely with. Also recommended were one from a science professor and one from an adviser.
In Bailey's case, Dr. Ryan had already said she would write one for her no problem. Cody thought Dr. Cole would write him one as well, but he wanted to ask him in person before he entered his name. As for an adviser, both decided to ask Bill. For a science professor, both had had a great student-teacher relationship with their Genetics professor, and to boot, he was one of the most respected faculty in the country. As for others, Bailey wanted to ask Rachel Baker, and Cody wanted to ask George Daniels. Both of those would be able to testify about their work ethics and capabilities. Finally, for the fifth one, they decided to ask Moseby and Tutweiler if they would write one for the both of them as well.
They immediately sent emails to Rachel Baker, George Daniels, Moseby and Tut asking for their help. Then, they went next door to see if Bill would be agreeable. Naturally, he was. He said he would be more than happy to help them in any way he could. They would ask their current bosses when they went into work on Monday. Finally, they checked the clock and saw it was still early afternoon. So, they made their way across campus to their Genetics professor's office. Fortunately, he was in and free to talk to them. He definitely remembered them, and he actually said he would be honored to write them recommendations. Of course, his eyes nearly bulged when he heard what their test scores were.
Once those were taken care of or at least as much as they could, they returned home. By now, it was almost 6:00 in the evening and close to dinner time.
"You know, Bails...It might be easier on your ankle if we set two times each day for your exercises..."
Bailey nodded. "You're probably right..."
Cody paused to think. "Well, we have class every morning at 9:00. How about we just get up 30 minutes earlier than normal, and do the first set before our showers in the morning?"
"Sounds reasonable..."
"Right before bed seems a little late for the other set though. How about we schedule the other set for right before dinner every night?"
Bailey smiled. "Okay..."
Cody grinned. "Well, lose your shoe and sock then...Its time!"
"But...but..."
"No buts, Bails...Well, except for that cute one you have..."
Bailey just laughed. "Fine..."
So, for the next half of an hour, Bailey sat on the living room floor doing her exercises. The weird rubber band was actually really useful. And Cody was there to either help her or root her on the whole way. Finally, Bailey finished and laid back on the floor.
"Now, was that so bad?"
Bailey just glared at him. "I think you are enjoying this way too much..."
"Not at all. I just remember you making me do the exercises for my wrist even when I didn't want to do them. I just doing the same for you..."
Bailey sighed. "I know...I really do appreciate it..."
Cody grinned. "Besides, do you have any idea how much I'm looking forward to being able to play footsie with you in bed again..."
Bailey grinned at him. "Me too..."
"And getting to see those sexy legs bare again..." Cody whistles.
Bailey just shook her head. "You're smooth, Mr. Martin..."
"I'm not being smooth...just being honest."
"I know you are...Now, come on, its time for dinner."
"What sounds good?"
"How about pasta tonight?"
"That works..." Cody paused and smiled.
"What?"
"I guess its just good to be back in our old routine again. Us being back here on our own again, just you and me..."
Bailey smiled at him. "I know what you mean...With my ankle healed, everything can go back to normal around here."
From behind them, they heard an oink.
Both looked at each other, laughed and spoke at the same time. "And Porkers too..."
To be Continued...
