Fragile Glass
Part Six: Annealer
By: Lizzie B
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Author's Note: Ah, there we go. This is a nice cap off. My muse can live happily now. I hope you enjoyed this, folks, I certainly did. For the curious, fine out is the process of letting air bubbles rise out of molten glass, a lampworker is another name for a glassblower, and an annealer is the final oven in the glass blowing process where the glass can cool slowly so it won't fracture. Shattered, shards and glazing should be easy for you to figure out, lol. Thanks for all the nice reviews!
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"Unfortunately, she had a bad reaction to the aripiprazole," Dr. Shima says, and Bobby nods. He researched the drug thoroughly before allowing his mother to be treated with it.
"What happened?" He asks, watching his mom enjoy a drug induced sleep.
"She had a seizure, which is highly uncommon, but I'm hesitant to continue treating her with it. I think the ziprasidone is the best drug for her now."
"It causes heart arrhythmias," Alex whispers to him and he digests the information with a frown.
It can cause hearth arrhythmias, yes, but the risk is low." Dr. Shima sighs at the look on Bobby's face. "Alright, no ziprasidone. Risperidone is another option."
Bobby glances at Alex who makes no comments against the drug. Mentally he runs through all the information he has on the antipsychotic. Finally he nods and noticed Dr. Shima visibly relaxes. He knows his difficult, doctors aren't use to family members who know as much if not more as them.
"We'll start her on a fairly low dosage and see how she does."
"Thank you, Doctor," Bobby smiles and watches Dr. Shima retreat to take care of other patients.
"You still sure you want to invite him to the wedding?" Alex asks, "I don't think he likes you much."
Bobby grins down at her, "He likes me in his own way."
Alex shrugs, "Well, at least we'll get a gift out of him if he doesn't come." Bobby laughs, and lifts Alex's hand to kiss her knuckles.
"Let's go home," He suggests, and Alex nods, understanding it's painful for him to interact with his mom now. Since that night so many months ago, she's never recognized him as her son. He still sees her once a week, but he brings Alex now. She makes sure he doesn't retreat into himself too much afterwards. She's a blessing he can't do without.
"Deakins called this morning while you were in the shower," She says casually as they walk towards the exit. Bobby stiffens ever so slightly, but she catches it anyway, "The Chief of Detectives isn't happy, but our record seems to be enough to make him turn a blind eye."
"No new partner?" He asks, just to make sure.
"Nope, you're stuck with me," Alex laughs, "Remember, I'll always follow you."
"I like you at my side much better."
