Glazed Feelings
Part 48
Rizzoli and Isles are the property of TNT and Tess Gerritson. I am only borrowing the nature of the character for some fun, pain, hurt, laughter; fear…okay so I am out right taking advantage of the characters. There ya have it. I watched last night's Rizzoli and Isles with great anticipation. They did a good job, but its next weeks I am looking forward too. Murdered couples and an unexpected kidnapping bwahahahaha…sound like another HOYT!~. I love it.
'So you didn't listen to the restrictions?" The doctor asked looking at Jane. Jane for her part looked everywhere, but at the doctor. When no answer was coming the doctor sighed. "Ms. Rizzoli…"
"Detective Rizzoli!" Jane responded finally. The Doctor smiled and continued.
"Ms. Rizzoli since you seem not to want to respect the wishes of your doctor…" Doctor Berkley said, "Then I will just have to force my hand in the situation. You have some minor internal bleeding around this area. He pointed to the ribs. It means detective you strained more than you should doing something you were not supposed to do. I am admitting you for one to two days." Dr. Berkley said as Jane began to protest. "NO! It is out of your hands now detective I need to do more tests and I need to make sure the bleeding does not continue. If you continue to protest I will contact BPD and Dr. Reynolds reporting to them that you seem intent on harming yourself. Do…I…Make…Myself…Clear?" Dr. Berkley said with emphasis. Jane sighed and nodded. She couldn't have work finding out she had not done what she was supposed to do. She was already skating on thin ice with her health insurance and the department's health coverage. Seems after the shooting to take down the bad cop the departments insurance had qualified Jane as high risk. Jane had to sign a special paper stating that all incidents were to go through a review board due to the frequency of her injuries.
"I'm sorry. I will follow your advice and stay in the hospital for one night." Jane said emphasizing one night. The doctor gauged her words and mood for a moment. He nodded and wrote something down.
"Good, one moment please." The doctor said as Jane lay back on the examining table. The doctor walked out leaving Jane to ponder what Maura was going to say. Maura had forced her here after the family had left for home when Jane complained about shortness of breath. Now she was stuck again.
"Hello detective, your girlfriend is out in the other room with the doctor. I have been sent to transfer you to your room. We will get you settled. Please place these on." The male nurse said handing Jane a gown and then leaving the room. Jane swore as she worked to remove her clothes and place the gown on her body. She knew she had over done it. It probably hadn't been smart carrying Maura, making love to the beautiful doctor though she had taken the less physically stressful positions, and avoiding the medication was probably not smart. She just wanted things back to normal. Finally dressed Jane climbed back onto the exam table. The male nurse peeked in and the entered carrying a bag for Jane's things. He also had a wheelchair with him. "My name is Jacob by the way. I have this lovely chariot for you if you would step down my lady." Jacob helped Jane into the wheelchair. Once secure they left the room. Maura was waiting with an annoyed look on her face, but she didn't say a word. She just followed alongside Jacob and Jane. "My, has the temperature fallen inside today. I am going to have to get them to check how cool they are making it." Jacob said as they entered the elevator to go to the third floor noticing the icy reception between the two women.
"Maur?" Jane subtlety reached out for Maura's hand. Maura looked down, let out an exasperated sigh, and gently grabbed the hand next to her. "Sorry" Jane said softly. Maura shook her head pinching the bridge of her nose with her other hand. Suddenly, she turned and kissed the detective. When they broke from the kiss Maura gave Jane what for immediately.
"No more detective. You will follow the doctor's orders to the letter or I will cut you off for a month. Do you understand?" Maura growled low as Jane's eyes grew wide. The detective nodded vigorously knowing Maura meant it. Jacob chuckled to himself.
"It seems the temperature is rising again. Hmmm, they really need to fix those thermostats in the hospital." The doors to the elevator opened as Doctor Isles chuckled and followed the nurse to Jane's room.
"When Jane's involved things are always hot Jacob." Maura said as they entered room 315. Jacob laughed as Jane blushed. Jacob helped her get settled into the bed. He then stepped aside when the phlebotomist came in to draw blood three tubes later and an IV line established Jane was settled quietly in bed with Maura in a comfy recliner next to the bed.
"I'll be back in a few minutes Jane. I have you down for the roast beef for dinner tonight. Sound okay?" Jacob said as he made a notation into the chart.
"Yeah, that's fine." Jane waited for him to leave before she broached any topic for with Maura. Once Jacob had left an unsettling silence fell over the room. Jane sighed and began. "I'm sorry. I know what I promised. I know what you promised. I should have never carried you to the bedroom, made love for four hours, or got into the accidental wrestling match with Frankie." Maura leaned back in the chair letting her fingers brush against Jane's, but never completely joining them together.
"Jane, did Dr. Berkley explain the complete reason you are here?" Maura asked concerned that Jane did not understand the extent that she had aggravated the injury.
"He said I had a small amount of internal bleeding. I needed to stay the night." Jane said watching as Maura's eyes said there was more to it. Maura leaned toward the bed gently taking Jane's hand. Jane could tell she was trying to figure out what to say to her.
"Jane, you did have internal bleeding, however, that is not why you are being made to stay. The bleeding has stopped because it clotted, but not properly." Maura said, but Jane cut her off before she could continue.
"What are you saying? Maura? I'm fine, there is nothing wrong." Jane said trying to refute what was starting to be made in clear in her mind.
"Jane, listen to me. You are not fine. You have a blood clot. They need to treat it with some medications to dissolve it carefully. This was one of the reasons you were supposed to rest and not be physical in any way." Maura said as Jane became pale suddenly. Jane started recalling the last time she had heard someone, probably Maura while they were in the morgue, talking about blot clots. If a part of the clot broke off and got lodged or made it to the heart a person could suffer a heart attack or stroke. It could kill them. Jane's respiration picked up as she broke out in a sweat…"it's my fault. I should have stopped you from acting…Jane? Jane, hey listen to me. It's going to be okay. They have caught it. It will be treated with medication and you will be fine." Maura knew it was a little more complicated than that, but she had to get Jane calmed down. "Hey…" Maura kissed Jane getting her attention as brown pensive eyes looked back at her. "It will be okay. A couple of days in the hospital and we will be back on the beach again. Okay?" Jane nodded. The door to the room opened as Jacob entered. He pulled three syringes with medication out. He then inserted them one by one into the IV receptacle.
"Jane I have given you the first medicine for the bleeding and clot. The second one is pain medication mixed with a sedative. The third is an antibiotic because you have contracted sepsis in the last month. Doctor Berkley wants to make sure there is no repeat of the infection." Jane's nostrils flared even as her eyes narrowed.
"There was no talk about putting me to sleep. I have a right to know when you all are going to do that." Jane said even as she could feel the medication starting to make her drowsy. Maura's glare told her to stop arguing. "But Maura I am fine. You know that…did you forget this morning already?" Jane said softly raising an eye brow. Maura shook her head even as a shiver ran down her spine.
"That is why you are in here detective! So be quiet and take your medicine." Maura said looking away from Jane even as Jacob finished smiling all the time. Jane pulled on Maura's hand making the doctor look back at her.
"Okay, but I am not holding back in physical therapy. Agreed?" Jane said to Maura. Maura looked at Jane's determined look even as she fought off the sedative.
"We shall see what you can give the physical therapist. I am more worried about your breathing going back to normal as you seem short of breath a lot more." Maura said as the surprise on Jane's face had marked her as being caught. "Yes, I knew you were trying to hide it. That will be sorted out in no time I am sure."
"Maura, I really hate hospitals." Jane said as she settled against the pillow and her eyes fluttered shut. The detective's breathing leveled out indicating she was sleeping.
"Me too, Jane. It seems like you have taken stock in them." Maura sighed and extended the recliner. The doctor was asleep in no time. She never heard Jacob return to the room and cover her with a blanket. The nurse checked Jane's vitals, made a small note on the respiration, and then left the room again. Jacob monitored Jane's breathing, heart and pulse from the nurses station. He quickly made his rounds to several rooms. When he returned Violet and Felicia the two other nurses on this wing were checking monitors. An alarm began screeching in one of the rooms. Jacob looked up as did Violet and Felicia. It was Jane Rizzoli's. Jacob quickly moved into Jane's room. Maura was sitting up in a daze. She had been asleep for about forty-five minutes when Jane's respiration became too shallow and the monitor alerted the nursing staff. Jacob gentle woke Jane.
"What? What is it?" Jane's voice groggy with sleep asked. Maura watched now as Jacob did his job to ascertain if Jane was in any danger.
"I need you to take a deep breath detective." Jane complied as much as she could. The alarm stopped ringing. "Good, keep it up." Jacob watched as Jane's oxygen saturation levels rose appropriately. He took her pulse and listened to her chest once the levels were normal. "You're fine Jane. When your breathing becomes too shallow the machine sounds to warn you could stop breathing. It's a precaution to make sure you do not. You may unfortunately for the next day or so not get much sleep here while we monitor you." The detective nodded leaning back against the pillow. Why did the little things have to be so difficult? "Dr. Isles, I noticed that Jane's physical therapy for breathing and the restricted movement will begin tomorrow morning by the way. I saw Dr. Berkley ordered it to begin here and then they will come to the beach house for the rest of the week. Once you return to Boston Dr. Reynolds has set up the PT for there. The doctors do not want any more lag time between the injury and recovery." Maura nodded finally relaxing after being reassured Jane was okay.
"Good, at least Jane will have something to preoccupy her time." Maura said softly. Jane glared at Maura.
"I was nicely preoccupied with you before this visit!" Jane said grumbling back. Maura laughed. She stood up from the recliner and kissed Jane on the head.
"I remember very vividly Jane. Every kiss…touch…and moan." Maura growled out softly against Jane's ear causing the detective's heart rate to increase as well as her breathing. "Get some rest. I am going down to the cafeteria to get some dinner. I will be back in a bit." Maura said kissing her girlfriend once again. Jane nodded, the sedative pulling her back into sleep. Maura walked to the door looking back to see her love finally resting. Maura wondered how long this would hold Jane back. She knew Cavanaugh had told Jane she would not be back until she was a hundred percent. Maura knew Jane though, she would be back long before that. The medical examiner shook her head and headed down to the cafeteria lost in thought. She never saw Aine McCalister approach Jane's door with a folder. She never saw him take a cleansing breath and hesitantly reach for the handle.
