One Good Doctor, But What Answers?

"Just so you know words with, "speaking marks," or "quotation marks like this" may not be verbally spoken words being said, in this chapter. So be aware of that."

Morgyn came to about an hour and a half or more later after passing out or blacking out, as they weren't sure which or the difference. Probably much later on. As they did not remember much of what had happened to them after hitting the floor. Only what happened after their out of body experience. Those memories came back after a short time. All Morgyn remembered before it all went black, was a guy pushing hard on their chest, and then a pain in their leg. After that, everything was nonexistent as to how they ended up where they were now. Where were they, anyhow, in a hospital bed? Maybe, but Morgyn didn't recognize this part of the hospital. But Morgyn's parents were by the bed. They were both anxiously praying for their child's recovery, not knowing what had happened. The monitors were beeping away to indicate Morgyn's heartbeat, and wires, and other things, were hooked up to them, and some other weird things, like breathing instruments. Morgyn, for the first little bit, had no clue where they were or what had happened. But their body did hurt; it was that same pain they always felt when any doctor would try to examine them. It was probably the pain that had woken them up. Where am I? How did I get here? Where is here? Mom, dad, how…oh God, what happened to me?

"Oh, thank God you're awake," mom cries, relieved, hugging Morgyn tightly. Dad did likewise right after, both relieved Morgyn would be okay now, they knew.

"You won't be able to talk since you have breathing tubes in you, so you have to write."

Morgyn was handed over a writing pad and a pen, Morgyn wrote 2 words. "It hurts." Tears pour down their cheeks of how much pain they were in. Not to mention the fear they felt.

"I'll get a doctor; maybe he can give you something for the pain." Logan hardly had to step out too far from the door and down the hallway when the doctor came rush jogging to the room. "Morgyn is awake now. Did you know?"

With a bit of a nod and a big smile, "A page call from the machines, they tell me via page if it is set it up; when a patient is recovering, or waking up. Morgyn was sleeping. It's like wearing a fitness watch; it can monitor heart rate, and nowadays, they can automatically know when you fall asleep and awaken. So yes, I was paged when Morgyn woke up, and I came to check them over after that scare."

"Morgyn wrote that they are in pain."

"I'll take care of it. Good to see you awake; we were all so worried for you. You gave us quite the scare. I'm Dr. Jameson. How do you do?" He was an Englishman, and had the accent to go with it, and was cheerfully friendly as can be. Warm brown eyes and red hair with freckles to boot. This one, unlike the doctor they did have to put up with, did have a good bedside manner, and was genuinely caring, and although newly out of university, was quite knowledgeable and eager to learn! Always a good sign of a good doctor was one who was ready and eager, and always wanting to learn more!

Typically especially meeting a charismatic probably outgoing guy would not dare do this and even be drawn to him to chat. But it was all because of what he is, which made Morgyn do what they did. Namely, Morgyn shyly cringed away from shaking hands with this doctor, and just wrote, "You're new." Too many bad experiences with doctors would do that to a person, and learn to be wary, as well as untrusting, of any doctor.

"Is Morgyn normally shy?"

"No. Quite the opposite, Morgyn loves meeting new people and making friends," Logan smiles away. "Although outgoing Morgyn does get their shy times. Don't take it personally. After what they have been through, I'd say it's more like being wary of all doctors, not just you."

"Though I'm sure our baby will warm up to you some when you tell Morgyn what you did."

"Yeah, I get it, I'm a young guy, and yes, a new doctor here, I admit, if you count being a doctor working here for just about 2 years, new, but I do know my stuff. I was the one who treated you after you collapsed. Still, you can thank the guy who was waiting in line behind you who ran off to find a doctor, namely me, for initially saving your life. You had stopped breathing for about 20 or so seconds after I started treatment, but I got you breathing again. In the meantime, as the crash cart arrived, I was doing chest compressions to keep your heart pumping."

Morgyn just hardly nods and writes. "I do I remember that pressure on my chest and you. Then a pain in my leg. I don't remember a thing after that, though."

"What I think happened for whatever reason, is that you had a sudden drop in blood pressure, and you fainted, and then it got worse, and so, you actually blacked out. So I suspect the fainting first followed by the blackout. The pain you felt in your leg, specifically, your thigh, was me giving you a needle of epinephrine. You might have heard and remembered me saying Epi. It's short for EpiPen or epinephrine. It was also an alert to treat you with epinephrine. You were semi responsive up until that point, but after that, you weren't breathing well, and then not at all. You blacked out because you had stopped breathing. That's why you blacked out, and why you don't remember after that. But I still don't know exactly what had caused it or why it happened, or rather what had triggered it. So, you passing out, then blacking out is a bit of a mystery to me. Do you know maybe why you passed out? I do know what I treated you for and why you had stopped breathing. But I wonder if you know by any chance?"

Morgyn, after getting over the shock that they had stopped breathing and almost died, writes. "I had a panic attack. I found it hard to breathe. That almost always happens to me when I'm here. So maybe I just panicked too hard and passed out and blacked out? But I have never fainted before." It was then that they remember what they saw and experienced while they were sort of, away, from their body, or something like that. It was something they had wanted to learn more about, and how to do that, without the nearly dying again, part. One close call, out of not being informed of the dangers all Spellcasters face, and then being forced into a duel, which had pushed them too far over the edge. Then a reaction that was beyond their control. Two close calls made Morgyn not want to be knocking on death's door any time soon. But it seemed that they were prone to it.

"Uh-hmm, that's starting to sound about right. Don't you worry about it though, love, it was just a typical fainting episode you had, no need to worry or be concerned about it. You can get it just from getting up too quickly, you can get a drop in blood pressure from your head, and you faint. But in your case I think it was a little more than just that, I think there was a trigger also, and whatever the trigger was, then the panic attack you had, exasperated it. Now, do you get panic attacks often, or are there things that trigger it?"

Morgyn writes, "Yes, it's doctors and hospitals and being in them. I hate doctors. So far, you seem okay. Sorry by the way."

"No need to say or write, sorry, to me, love. I take it you have had some horrible experiences in the past with doctors, and just being in hospitals in general. Now, you are in pain, where is it? Is it from the breathing tubes? Maybe on your chest from me doing chest compressions?"

"A little maybe, but it's the same pain I usually experience when I come from the hospital. So it's all over."

"It's radiating pain?" Morgyn managed a sight nod, not too sure if they could move their head much with tubes in them. "Ooh, well, I'll sort you out. You have a bad rash all over your arms and on face a bit. Any allergies you have or are aware of?"

Writing and even regretting it, for say writing it, "I'm sorry, yes, doctors, and hospitals. I really am allergic to them. Unless you count me running away from the appointments. I haven't been in to see a doctor since I was 12." It was not a jab at this doctor at all, or any, for the most part, as Morgyn saw the good doctors played in the lives of others, but all of Morgyn's experiences pretty much so far had all been negative. Morgyn put the pen and writing pad down and pulled up a bit on a sleeve where the IV was attached to mid-part of their arm, before their elbow, where the poison ivy-like rash was. It was also on their other arm as well too. Yup, same old same old. The rash it took about an hour or two or so to show up, but the pain from whatever this rash or allergic reaction was, it usually hits within a few seconds to under a minute.

"Hey, no need to apologize, I don't take it personally. If you have had really bad experiences with doctors, well, you can develop an 'allergic' reaction to doctors, so to speak. I'll see if I can make your experience with doctors a better one. But in your case, it is ligament allergy, and in this case, it was a medical emergency allergic reaction. I was hoping you might know because there is nothing in your file that states you have an allergy, especially since I could only get access to the alerts of your file. But allergies, you never know; they just pop up unexpectedly sometimes. That's why we always ask."

As the doctor was getting something from the drawer, Logan noticed that look. That freaked out look, near tears about to start bawling at any moment, look. The 'I don't want to be here,' look. "Is Morgyn going to be in here for a long time, because of this?" Logan, and he was sure, Maddison didn't want Morgyn in here any longer than Morgyn wanted to be here. So if Morgyn could not be released soon, and or they could not tolerate it well. Well, something told Logan that, magic, and not in a good way, would be involved in convincing this doctor otherwise. After all, something like this just might keep Morgyn in the hospital and, therefore, them away from their child and visiting with them while they finally had the chance to! Not to mention Logan then realized it, and even slightly sensed it, the Realm, so it does call out to other Spellcasters. Oh no, what if Morgyn couldn't go back to it in time to save it, to keep it all together, to keep the balance?! Morgyn really did, needed, to be released soon, to do their Sagely duties before it gets too far gone! Morgyn needed to leave for more than one reason, and soon!

"It depends; unfortunately, the allergist isn't here and will be gone for the rest of the week, he's taking a much-needed vacation. How are your lungs, love, do they feel like they are tight, closed off?"

Morgyn shook their head no, Maddison says, "Morgyn says no."

"Okay, that's good then," he was busy measuring out the correct dosage. So he wasn't really visually paying attention, just listening right now. "So, maybe another hour or 2, just to be absolutely sure, she is out of the danger zone. Namely, because I need to also try to track down the source of the allergen she has. That's what had caused the blackout and what caused her to stop breathing as well, was an allergy. So we need to figure out what her allergy is because from what I can tell, it is a severe one Morgyn has. That's why you are in this room, it's a sterile room. To prevent any flare-ups or a second attack. However, right now, you need antihistamine and pain management," injecting that in Morgyn's IV tube. "But you let me know right away if you feel your lungs tighten up, or any reason or thing you feel is out of the ordinary, okay, love. Because you might be or also be allergic to this pain medication and or the liquid antihistamine. So maybe another 15 to 20 minutes, or a half-hour at the most, then the breathing tubes can come out, okay, love. I just want to be sure that you don't have another bad reaction like you had. In the meantime, we all need to brainstorm on this, to try to figure this out. The sooner we figure it out, the sooner you can leave, as long as I'm sure that you are out of danger. So I've treated the immediate allergic reaction, but your body is still reacting from it. The rash seemed to pop up in the last little while. But this should help with treating the rash as well as the pain from it should start to kick in and stop hurting soon. That's why I intubated you to be on the safe side, just in case it happens again, another flare-up. It's mainly to keep your airways wide open, they were starting to close, as you went into anaphylactic shock, and that's if you didn't know a severe allergic reaction. So as I said, she will need to stay here and intubated, for a little bit longer, just be sure. It's me being a bit extra cautious, so her lungs don't go back into anaphylaxis, which caused her to stop breathing. So we need to see if we can figure out what she is allergic to. This is important. But the good news is it is treatable. But Morgyn will need to be cautious about it from now on, and Morgyn will be carrying and using, an EpiPen, when needed, to treat it, and, possibly, an inhaler, depending on what the allergy is. So let's all brainstorm here, on what it might be that she's allergic to, anything and everything, you think it is, or you know, is extremely helpful here, in nailing it down, or what it might possibly be."

Morgyn let out a moan, a long guttural moan. For the two reasons. Can you guess them? "I'll go home and get it for you then. Oh, put up with it, you let us call you that. Get over it. You wanted to wear that red dress, so put up with it. Get used to it." Morgyn quickly wrote one word down and then showed it to dad and then wrote a few more words down. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, well, until then, you are our sweet daughter, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha," giving Morgyn a kiss on the cheek, "so get over it. I, for one, am enjoying the fact we do have a daughter, for now." Morgyn just bobs their head back and forth a bit, with a smirking grin on their face. Okay, so that part wasn't so bad, at all, being called by the female pronouns. But being here sure was.

"'Cretin, and the moment I get home I'm taking this dress off,' ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, oh, Morgyn. You know, I'm with dad on this one, this is rare, so I too am going to enjoy it also, that we do have a daughter, for the time we have, her." Kissing Morgyn's other cheek.

"Get what? Get used to what?" It finally clicked. "You lose a bet, or are you just gender-fluid or rather non-binary?"

"Yes, that, non-binary, I can't decide, it's rare I decide on a gender, and stick with it for a long period of time. I haven't done that since I was little. So my parents are enjoying it while they can. Me being a girl or being the girl, I sometimes feel like I am inside. But other times, I feel like a boy, but for most of the time, I'm undecided or just nil or neutral." Morgyn being a fast writer, got that all down on paper pretty quickly. Hey, they used to write in their journal nearly daily when they were younger. It may be a good idea to get back into that as well. After all, it helped a lot with emotional control until they lost emotional control with being bulled and what that nasty doctor had told them. So any good progress they had made had slid back and gone into the negative range, then to the more neutral range, with advice on how to deal with things emotionally, closer to, and then into their teen years.

"Ah, of course, I understand. Would you like me to use gender-neutral pronouns then with you? Sorry love, I never checked. I just assumed with that dress on, you were, you know…a girl."

"No, it's fine, no harm done, and the change is nice, so female pronouns are fine."

"So I'll go home and get it for you the Soothing Skin Balm and the witch-hazel, it gets rid of the pain, and the skin irritation, from whatever this is. It always clears it up pretty quick. Is it eczema?"

"No, I don't think so, but it's a skin allergy that worsened into anaphylactic shock, but you can go get that. Herbal remedies do work great, and if you found one that works, by all means, use it. But I need to know what the source of the allergen is. It might also tell us how severe it is. So this is good, this is helping me out, let's keep this up."

Morgyn writes, "Whatever it is, it used to last for 3 to 4 days before it goes away, and I am in pain, physical, and mental pain and anguish for that time. It must be my fault."

"No, no, this is no way your fault, at all. Never blame yourself for that. That is unfounded and unnecessary guilt, and it is a terrible thing to do to yourself and to think about yourself. So don't ever do that to yourself, and put yourself through that, love. It's just your body telling you something. That there is something not quite right. No different than you having pain on your right side. It's your body saying, hey, you have something wrong, here. Namely, possibly appendicitis and you need to go see a doctor about it, to correct it. Just like you should not feel guilty for developing appendicitis, you should not feel guilty over this allergy. We just need to know what you are allergic to, to treat it, or manage it. So is it just in the hospital or when you see a doctor?"

"Yes," was all Morgyn wrote.

"Um, what about say, taking a walk, or maybe going for a jog, maybe exercising in the gym, or bike riding, or any other exercise you might do, do you find yourself out of breath, wheezing, coughing, or sneezing?"

A simple, "No," was written and shown.

"How about in cold weather, we came from winter; do you get shortness of breath in the cold?" Morgyn just pointed to the, 'no,' they had written down. "Any foods you simply cannot eat? I'm not talking about foods you dislike. But legitimately make you feel unwell, or possibly make you have a hard time breathing afterward?"

Morgyn points the, 'no,' they previously wrote down.

"Hmm, not any food triggers, and not the usual triggers it doesn't seem like. So? Unless what about bees? This could be a delayed reaction you had. Maybe you were stung." Morgyn shakes their head no, it wasn't that. "No? Okay."

"We have beehives our in our yard. Morgyn has been stung before, so it's not that I don't think. It's just the usual swelling reaction you normally get. A bit of an old wives' tale, I told Morgyn to get an apple and take a bite out of it and put it on the beestings spots to soothe the bites."

"Hey, some legitimacy, actually apple cider vinegar is good for bee stings, but the pectin in the apple also works too."

Logan grins, "I told Morgyn for the bites or stings and any swelling to use witch-hazel. I swore by that stuff. I got into herbalism on a camping trip. Whenever she got their reaction, I gave Morgyn Soothing Skin Balm, and that stopped whatever was hurting them along with witch-hazel. So whatever I guess this allergic reaction is, it went down from 3 to 4 days to a day or less after using that herbalism recipe on their skin. Maybe I should get a cauldron, huh. The skin balm, along with the witch-hazel, really worked. I used witch-hazel for just about any and everything, I found out you could use witch-hazel for, along with other herbs. Hey, Morgyn." Morgyn looks right at dad, almost doing an audible hmm, for, yes, I'm listening. "It's my fault, you know, you're the way you are now. It's all because of me. It's the witch-hazel! Maybe it works a little too, magically. I have been using that brew on you a little too much, among others on you."

Morgyn smiles broadly, snorts, and almost wheezes. All of a sudden, they all get worried and react to that, especially the doctor. But Morgyn just smiles and waves their hands a few times and then writes something and shows it off. "Ha, ha, ha, LOL!"

"Oh, you were just trying to laugh with a breathing tube in." Playfully wrist-slapping Morgyn, "Don't scare us like that. Or I'm the one who will need chest compressions done on me from you. Or at least because of you." Morgyn grins. "See, I can be funny too. Is that your heartbeat, beat, beat, beat? No?! Better do more chest compressions then!" (Sorry Roxette fan here and slight joke, to go in here with the song line reference. If you don't know, I was listening to the song Paint. Can you spot the other Roxette song references or titles I have put in here as well? Just for fun. As well as in the next chapter, as I broke it into two chapters as it was getting too long and found a natural chapter break in the story to septate it.)

Mom asks, looking over at what Morgyn wrote, still looking like they are quite amused, about what dad said, and now the doctor, and or it was the drugs kicking in! "What is LOL?"

"It's Internet shorthand speak, for, laugh out loud, which is what Morgyn is having a hard time doing, with the breathing tubes in. But what did you find so funny about what your dad said anyhow?"

Morgyn writes, "Dad joke about me. It's a cute joke. I loved it."

"What's the joke?" Morgyn looks hesitant about writing anything down as they question it, if they should say, or rather write it, as they looked between their parents and the doctor. "Look whatever you have to say…uh write, stays here. Doctor-patient confidentiality. It might even give us a clue what the problem is, or at least an alternative, on what to use to help you out. It might even point to what you are allergic to."

Morgyn writes down, "I'm an actual witch. That was a crack remark about me, a joke about me being a real witch. Dad was joking about the use of witch-hazel is what turned me into a witch. I have been fascinated by magic ever since I read Henry Puffer as a child. So I guess you can say I can be a real witch sometimes."

"Yeah? Okay, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, okay. So unless I'm guessing wrong on the gender you really are or might have inside, I suppose 5 to 7 days or so out of the month, I suppose you can be. A lot of women can be that way, really nasty, it comes with the territory. An OB-GYN can help you there, to have a chat about that, as they are more specialized in lady problems and PMS and all of that. If you want to stop it or to at least control it better. I can recommend going on birth control as that can help with PMS and bad cramps, and might even lessen the days, from 7 to 5, or make your witchy periods lighter. Then you also won't be a 'witch' anymore. I'm a fan of Henry Puffer, too, by the way."

Morgyn looks confused, as well as freaked right the hell out! For a good reason, there was no way they were giving up their magical powers, plus they were, are, the Sage of Untamed Magic, there was no replacement, as of yet, for that position! Not to mention not having little to no clue as to what any of the backfires are, to any of their spells are, in their School of Untamed Magic. Plus, regardless if the Realm could do without them for a few days, it would not last for long without a 3rd Sage there, or around, namely them, to keep the balance! Not unless Àine returned to take Morgyn's place and or her original place! Not to mention how did or does this mortal know how to remove all Spellcaster magic? Morgyn thought only Sages could do that or knew how to do that! Yet here was this doctor who knew of a way to remove or at least suppress their powers! So naturally, Morgyn freaked, right the hell out, and nearly showed him who is in control and nailed him! But not only was it difficult to cast any spell with breathing tubes in, but there was a better solution, which did not involve truly revealing their occult state. It was possible he thought or believed otherwise. Struggling slightly whimpering and then grasping at the tubes, the doctor stopped Morgyn.

"Whoa, whoa, stop, stop, what's going on, love, are you getting a reaction from the medication, or what's going on?"

Whimpering very freaked out and worried, wrote out, "I need the toilet very badly!" Actually, it wasn't a lie and was the perfect excuse to get out of here. Or at least try to learn Transportalate inside the washroom, to teleport out of here.

"Of course you do, you were asleep for nearly 2 hours, and the IV has been giving you nutrients all that time, so, yeah, you must have a full bladder by now. So, do you want a urinal jug," with a wink that went unnoticed?

Angrily writing, "You bozo, I don't have a penis, the last time I checked! Course I'm not the type who would bother to look. So no!"

"Well, in this day and age, you never know," this time, Morgyn caught the humorous wink the doctor gave Morgyn. Playfully 2 fingers slapping the doctor's forehead for that, as he came around and moved the IV stand to where the breathing or respirator side was. "Hey, play nice with me; I was just messing with you. Besides, I thought I'd ask if you did have a penis because it might make it a bit easier on you to pee in bed."

Sitting up on the bed now as the bed was moved to an upright position, Morgyn wrote back in reply to that remark. "The last time I remember doing that, I was a toddler."

"I didn't mean wetting the bed; I meant peeing into a urinal jug while in bed. Though you can use a bedpan if you like. I only said and asked that as I don't know what type of non-binary person you are or consider yourself, as that falls into so many gender categories. There's also the other possibility, of course as well, that that falls into as well."

Writing, "Though I know how to and can stand to pee, I can't do it in this situation."

"Ah, a mysterious one, aren't you? I will get you a commode then to go in. You can use it however you like."

Angrily writing down and showing this, "NO! I need to use the washroom, not a commode! I just can't go without privacy!" Distressed and worried, pointed to the respirator and the tubs.

"You will have privacy, not to worry, love. No, sorry, not yet, soon love; it's too much trouble right now to unhook you from the respirator just so you can use the restroom to pee, and worse if you get another attack. If I knew what you are allergic to, I would let you go use the restroom, if it wasn't a risk to your health. But right now, we need to find that out still. If it really is something inside of the hospital, and you walk off and hit your trigger, you might go down, and fast, and then, well, let's not go there. I would love to let you go in the restroom and be comfortable, but this is your health and safety; that is my number one concern right now. So sorry, no, you can't." The doctor steps out for a bit to fetch a commode chair and alert the cleaning or janitor to come in about 15 to 20 minutes to take care of the commode.

Morgyn, feeling quite trapped nearly broke down right there, to tears, just wanting to get out of here, as soon as possible. Writing, "I just want to go home." Morgyn was losing it and soon control of their powers they feared if they did not leave. And soon!

Mom had to know, seeing the desperation in their child's eyes and face, but was it to urinate, or to escape, or both? "Do you really need to pee, or was that an excuse to escape," mom knew there was probably a good reason why Morgyn wanted to use the washroom. And it probably wasn't just for privacy's sake, but an excuse to run or escape out of here. They both knew Morgyn's tendency to run away from doctors, the need to escape from pain and or harm, as it was well-founded and only natural.

"Both I have to go quite badly, but it is an excuse to get out of here. You heard what he wants to do to me, I can't lose my powers; the Realm needs me! I can sense its call!"

"Honey, he didn't mean taking your powers; I don't think he even realizes it or believes it, even if you wrote it down that you are a witch. I think he thought you probably meant you get moody; you are bitchy, or act like a witch. As in the derogatory term to say or call someone a witch. Remember what we talked about, about girls and their periods? Sometimes women on or just before their periods, get moody, PMS. So he had only suggested you might want to try going on birth control because, yes, it can work to help with that. He just thought you were honesty, a girl, parts, and all."

Morgyn visibly relaxed after hearing mom's reassuring words. Still, it did not stop one other voice, Morgyn heard the Realm gently calling. What was going on, what was wrong? Morgyn wrote down, "I need to leave now!" Morgyn stared out, then slowly closed their eyes, trying to sense it the reason for it. It wasn't anything terrible, but it was a reason for concern. Because it wasn't clear what the Ream was saying, it was near faded whispers, not entirely clear. Was it the shield, was it that? What was it? If it was something bad, nothing would impede it, it would be more like a scream, but this was quiet. Morgyn hated it, not hearing the Realm.

"Something is not right," Maddison worries, feeling it.

"I feel it too. Is that what I think it is?"

Morgyn nods. Morgyn knew what it was about, the Realm was speaking. Should listen, but it was hard to, and it might be important, what it had to say, but could not hear it clearly. Still. All the more reason to get out of here! It might be their barrier getting weak, but still intact, but could not hear it, what the Realm was saying what the problem was exactly. Morgyn watched as the doctor came in with the commode chair and brought it right over beside the bed and locks its brakes. Writing down on a fresh page, "I won't be able to pee in that, I know I won't, and it's getting desperate. Just unhook me from this thing! Please! I have a shy bladder I won't be able to go."

"Just give it a try. I even got you something to do to keep you busy, to take your mind off of it, while you have a seat. Paperwork to fill out. So here's the paperwork, I'm sure you know how to fill that paperwork out." Morgyn gives an amused smirk and eye roll as they were handed 4 big squares of hospital toilet paper. (When I broke my ankle, both sides, yikes, about 5 years ago, well, I had to use a commode, and the male nurse who looked oddly like Jeff Daniels from Dumb and Dumber or at least had a similar hairdo or haircut called it paperwork. Also, the toilet paper I got was big squares. To try to compare the size, it's similar to box tissue or wet wipes but was real toilet paper and thick. So you now know what to picture here what Morgyn is getting.) The patient he could see was getting or going crazy, just to get out of here. The need to pee was real; he was sure, but the main reason to go use the washroom was probably to escape out of here. Regardless of the shy bladder or not. He had a runner, an escape artist. Hmm, this one was an interesting character; that was for sure. It might be best to sort it out, why, he, or she, or rather, they wanted to run. As there might be a very good and valid reason to run off. Namely the unknown allergy, and the fact they had almost died, the seriousness of how severe their allergy is. No doubt frightening. So the natural fight or flight response was there as well, and of course, happening. So as they stepped out for privacy's sake, he just might be able to gather enough information to find out what it is Morgyn is allergic to by asking their parents a few questions. There were other concerns as well to be addressed in private he wanted to speak to Morgyn's parents about.

Writing one word, "Charming."

"No, it's Charmin. You just, spelled, it wrong."

Sputtering out a laugh, shuffling a bit over on the bed to get up to go sit on the commode. "Oh, I'm going to hurt you, get out all of you! I'll try to pee."

"We were all just leaving. Besides, I need a chat with your parents privately anyhow."