Title – My Happy Ending
Author – JubilationLee
Summary – A devastating illness to one of their own causes mixed reactions from the staff of Sacred Heart.
Authors Notes – Oh no! I'm a day late with updating! I'm a very naughty girl. And also, once again I didn't preview so please, feel free to send me hate mail about my pitiful mistakes.
Confession – I'm responsible for the hole in the wall near the bathroom. Its not my fault I was born with bad balance.
Disclaimer – I don't own anything to do with Scrubs!But i do own the DVD (but not the rights!)
Chapter 9
Thump…thump…thump
"…And you have consulted you family and friends on the matter of your condition?" JD looked up and tried, once again, to focus on what Dr Lorenzo was saying, but found himself more preoccupied with steady thumping of his brain against his skull than the important information his doctor was trying to convey.
"Uhh…yes" JD lied, thanking his lucky stars that the doctors swallowed it so easily.
"Good, this is, I'm sure a very hard time for you and the support and care of family and friends at times like these always helps pull people through" JD stared at him for a moment, searching for any clue on whether this guy was Dr Phil in disguise, or just a wannabe. While doing this he didn't say anything, not trusting himself to confess to Dr Lorenzo that he had only told one person about his illness, and that person hadn't wanted anything to do with him. Like he'd really care anyway. Dr Phil would. He's not Dr Phil moron…or is he?
"Ok, so the soonest I can get you booked into surgery is Tuesday, two weeks from now. Ok?" Dr Lorenzo said in a very business like voice, snapping JD back to reality and continuing before JD had time to answer. "So, that will give you proficient time to set your affairs in order-", "Set my affairs in order?" he makes it sound like I'm gonna die. "Are you listening to me, John?" Dr Lorenzo asked, trying to catch JD's wandering gaze.
"Oh yes, sorry"
"Don't worry John" he said, his demeanor turning from practical back into comfort mode as quick as a flash. "I'm sure everything will turn out fine"
"Yeah" JD said nonchalantly, not find any comfort in the doctor's words.
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Thump…thump…thump
The relentless pounding in JD's head had increased to a faster pace and now it coincided with the steady zooming of the passing cars. It was almost 2pm and he had half an hour to get back to the hospital in time for rounds with Dr Kelso. Better not be late for that. He thought as he mentally prepared himself to return to work.
JD pushed his aching body of the park bench and began a slow gait back to the hospital feelings of self-pity and his disastrous conversation with Dr Cox still swirling about in his confused mind. It seemed as if Dr Cox had been avoiding him, because, although JD had seen him in the corridors and in rooms, whenever he glanced back, trying to force himself to confront him, JD always found the room or corridor empty. I shouldn't have told him. I know that he doesn't like others people's business. I just thought… I thought that maybe this time would be different.
He rounded the last corner and the large hospital came into view and suddenly, overwhelming feelings of self pity welled up in him for the first time since his diagnoses.
Why is this happening to me? I did everything right didn't I? I ate all the right foods JD thought, as memories of the junk food fests he and Turk had held so often. I exercised, thinking of the way he sat on the sofa glued to the telly for hours on end. Hell, I'm perfectly healthy. Was. Now I'll probably be dead within the month. So much for that positive thinking shit.
He felt like screaming or crying or throwing a tantrum or screaming or crying, anything that would release the pent up feelings that had been building for weeks. But most of all, he needed somebody to confide in and the one person he'd hoped would have his back had let him down.
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Thump…thump…thump
JD entered the hospital, his steps matching the tempo of the thumps in his head, to find the Janitor looking at him in an unnaturally kind manner.
"What?" JD asked apprehensively, looking around him for possible booby traps.
"Oh, nothing I just thought I'd wait here and greet you when you came back, and now you're back, so, Hello Doctor."
"Uh…Ok" JD said for lack of better thought, not for a moment believing that the Janitor would be waiting here just to say hello to him.
"What? I don't even get a hello in return? Geez, the rudeness of some people. You know, that's the last time I take the advice of my anger management coach. Her I am trying to "make-up" for my past discretions, but now I see that it was all just a big, fat waste of… "
JD slowly crept away as the Janitor began to rant, turning it into a run as he heard shouts of "Get back here" and "Watch your back" echoing angrily after him.
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A group of Doctors were mulling around the bed of a burn victim all attempting to pay rapt attention to the pompous man with a clipboard who was dieing to catch them out
"Who can tell me what the proper treatment of a lympha…"
JD stared at the man on the bed, Dr Kelso's words drifted in one ear and left, leaving no imprint of meaning, out the other. Vaguely he heard Elliot exclaiming a high-speed answer, but was to busy incorporating the thumps in his head into a rap song to hear her reply.
Thump…thump…thump
Yo, Yo, Yo
Thump…thump…thump
I may be white
Thump…thump…thump
But I can rap
So shut your-
"DR DORIAN!" A loud voice cut him off mid verse "Instead of standing there bobbing your head up and down like a stupid little nitwit, I suggest you listen to what I say and you might actually learn something"
"Sorry, sir" JD said weakly as he refocused his attention.
The grouped shuffled onto the next patient who was currently having the bloody gauze coving her leg changed by a nurse.
"Now Doctors, this patient apart from suffering from a knife wound to the lower calf, is also showing signs of what?" Dr Kelso asked as he gazed expectantly at his bored looking students
JD could feel a soft jabbing in his shoulder, but ignored it, thinking it to be a trick of his aching mind.
"Anyone?" Dr Kelso asked again.
The jabbing came again, more pronounced this time and JD turned to find Elliot jabbing him in the arm with the end of her pen.
"JD, you've got a..." She whispered as she rubbed a finger under her nose.
"What?" JD asked, not hearing over the increasing loudness of the blood thumping through his ears.
"You've got a…under your…" She said again, making the same gestures with her fingers.
"What?" He shouted, not realizing the volume of is voice. Everybody turned to face him, some stifling laughs, and Dr Kelso gazed at him with a look of unreleased fury.
"Dr Dorian. This is a hospital, patients come here to get healed and I think they'll find it very disconcerting if one of our doctors yelling and carrying on while walking around with blood flowing from his orifices".
Orifices? Oh! He felt warm liquid trickling over his lip and reached up a hand, only to find it bloody when he pulled it down again. Shit.
"Go and clean yourself up" Dr Kelso said harshly.
"Yes sir" JD said sullenly.
JD turned away from the group of staring doctors and a worried Elliot and made his way towards the staff toilets, attempting to stem the blood flow from his nose by tipping his head back and closing his nostrils with his fingers. This, of course, caused a great deal of trouble for himself and others passing, as he walked forward blindly with very little idea of which way he was going. After crashing into the 8th person, JD felt a peculiar tugging at the bottom of is pants.
"Spidey?" A small voice spoke up from below him. "Is that you?"
JD looked down to find the small boy, Jack Reilly, the small boy he had treated a couple of weeks ago, gazing up at him with a mixture of awe and worry.
"Hey, little buddy, how you doin'? Getting your stitches out already?" JD asked kindly in a nasal voice.
"What happened to you? Was it the Green Goblin again?" Jack asked shyly, ignoring the question, much more interested in JD's injury.
"Yeah, but don't tell anybody, remember our secret promise, ok Jack?"
"OK" he said. "I haven't told nobody!" he added excitedly.
"Good, I'm gonna go and get fixed up now, ok? I'll see you around, little buddy" JD said kindly as he ruffled the small boys hair and continued his "perilous" journey to the bathroom.
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Thump…thump…thump…
JD entered the large toilet area, with the thumping in his head now sounding louder than ever, drowning out all background noises. He stumbled over to the sink, grabbing a handful of paper towel as he went. He glanced at himself in the mirror, only to be shocked at what he saw. I look terrible! His skin was a pasty white and blood was beginning to dry around his top lip and under his nose.
Thump..thump..thump..
He began to wash the blood off his face and watched it with a vague interest as the dull red liquid swirled down the plughole, the feeling in his head emulating the whirl of the water.
Thump..thump..thump..
Suddenly, immense nausea crashed down around him as bile rose to the top of his throat. He stumbled into an empty toilet block and fell to his knees, head over the bowl.
Thump.thump.thump…
Dry heaves racked his slender frame as the effects of not eating that day made themselves known.
Thump.thump.thump.
Uh oh…
Thumpthumpthump
This was his last thought as the thumping increased tenfold and the world around him swirled out of view into darkness.
This chapter strikes me as particularly boring and I think the characters are falling out of character, I am terribly sorry if you don't like it, I don't either. We have something in common, maybe we are twins separated at birth. Yes, you. I am talking to you, you know who you are, twin.
Anyway, sorry about no Dr Cox in this chapter, but he will definitely be in the next one, beyond doubt, unquestionably undeniably, positively be in it.
Wow! I have 50 reviews! I might eat a calculator!
Thanks to the ever faithful sausuge and mugglewolf (your review taste like mutton) and selphie086! And shanks to waiting for life and sunniva. May you all live to be 800, or around that mark.
New chapter coming in the next couple of days! Yippee!
bye twin.