"What's encephalitis?" Phoebe asked, fearing the worst. "It is an inflammation of the brain, caused by the bodies attempt to mount a response to the infection." The doctor elaborated his voice devoid of emotion. "The acute phase of the disease will last for one to two weeks, but neurological symptoms may require months before full recovery, and some may even be permanent." At this point, Phoebe dissolved into tears again, burying her head in Prue's shoulder. Prue wrapped her arms around her little sister; she was on the verge of tears as well. "She has been put on corticosteroids to reduce the brain swelling and inflammation, as well as an antiviral medication and anticonvulsants to help prevent seizures. It is fortunate that you brought Piper to hospital immediately, for she may have died." The doctor finished. "Can we see her?" Prue asks, a slight tremor in her voice. "Yes you can, but she probably wont recognize you, and will become easily confused if you try to ask her questions or bombard her with information. Also you can't stay for long. Come this way," the doctor said, motioning for the sisters to follow him.
After walking down several long corridors, they finally reached Pipers room. "In there" the doctor said pointing to Pipers room, and turning and walking off back down the hall. Taking a deep breath, Prue grabbed hold of Phoebe's hand, squeezing it reassuringly, headed into the room.
There were four nurses buzzing around Piper.
As they entered the white, starched chamber that served as Piper's room, they stood stock still in horror. Piper seemed so small, so pale against the white linen bedsheets and blue hospital robe. She was surrounded by a sea of electrical lights and machines, all beeping and flashing. Out of her body protruded various tubes, monitoring her. Her skin is slick with sweat, and clumps of dried vomit are evident on the hospital robe and in her hair. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" She said weakly, her body seeming to spasm in pain as she did so, hands clutching at her head and her eyes squeezing tight shut in pain. She said something, seeming to cry out to her sisters, but it was a garbled monotone of desperate words that they could not understand. Suddenly, Piper's body began to convulse again, several machines going crazy, lights flashing on and off, accompanied by loud alarms. Just as suddenly as all the alarms go off, three people burst into the room, two moving to grab the convulsing Piper to hold her still, whilst the other injects something into Pipers arm. Prue and Phoebe stood back in the corner, now hugging eachother tightly, both sobbing, looking on helplessly.
Well… tell me what you think of that part.
After walking down several long corridors, they finally reached Pipers room. "In there" the doctor said pointing to Pipers room, and turning and walking off back down the hall. Taking a deep breath, Prue grabbed hold of Phoebe's hand, squeezing it reassuringly, headed into the room.
There were four nurses buzzing around Piper.
As they entered the white, starched chamber that served as Piper's room, they stood stock still in horror. Piper seemed so small, so pale against the white linen bedsheets and blue hospital robe. She was surrounded by a sea of electrical lights and machines, all beeping and flashing. Out of her body protruded various tubes, monitoring her. Her skin is slick with sweat, and clumps of dried vomit are evident on the hospital robe and in her hair. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" She said weakly, her body seeming to spasm in pain as she did so, hands clutching at her head and her eyes squeezing tight shut in pain. She said something, seeming to cry out to her sisters, but it was a garbled monotone of desperate words that they could not understand. Suddenly, Piper's body began to convulse again, several machines going crazy, lights flashing on and off, accompanied by loud alarms. Just as suddenly as all the alarms go off, three people burst into the room, two moving to grab the convulsing Piper to hold her still, whilst the other injects something into Pipers arm. Prue and Phoebe stood back in the corner, now hugging eachother tightly, both sobbing, looking on helplessly.
Well… tell me what you think of that part.