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"Hey Greg, what are you doing here?" Laura, the nurse, asked when she saw him sat in a wheelchair near the reception desk at the hospital.
He looked up to her and smiled. "My leg. Something's not right." He told her, trying not to show his worry.
She frowned. "What's wrong?" She asked as she put down her clipboard and glanced at Sara to smile, who was stood behind the wheelchair Greg sat in.
Greg shrugged shakily. "I don't know. I was walking and, I got this sharp pain going down my leg. Then it travelled up to here" Greg told her and pointed to his hip/stomach area, "And when I got here, I could barely get out the car and I couldn't walk in." Greg finished with a wobbly voice and the hint of tears glistening in his eyes as he brought his hand up to his head.
"Hey, don't worry okay? I'm sure it's nothing to worry about." Laura told him and rubbed his shoulder. She looked up to Sara. "Are you being seen to?"
Sara shook her head. "No; it's not an emergency so we have to wait a while."
Laura looked around and then back to them both. "Follow me." She told them quietly.
Sara pushed Greg behind Laura as she found them a free cubicle and went inside, shutting the curtain behind them.
"Right, can you slip your pants off for me? I'm just going to have a look and feel around to see if I can find out what's wrong and causing you the pain." Laura explained.
Greg nodded and Sara spoke up. "Do you want me to go, Greg?" She asked him, thinking he'd want some privacy instead of getting half naked in front of her.
"Err, can you stay?" He asked her with hopeful eyes.
"Sure." Sara replied and smiled at him for support.
It took him a minute, but with the help from Laura and Sara, Greg was soon sat in only his socks and boxers from the waist down on the hospital bed.
"Right, I'm just going to feel around here. Let me know if it hurts." Laura said as she gentle began to put pressure on Greg's leg, starting from his ankles and working her way up.
"It hurts there." Greg told her and grabbed her wrist to stop. She'd reached the top of his thighs and the pain was almost unbearable.
Laura let go and nodded, writing her notes down on a clipboard. "Okay. I'm just going to take a look around your hip." She said and carefully pulled the side of his boxers down.
Sara had stood back throughout the whole thing and was surprised that Greg wanted her to stay, even though he attempted to make no eye contact with her.
"Right, this is quite swollen. There could be an infection underneath here, so I'm going to get a second opinion." Laura told them. "Just let me look at your gunshot wounds."
Greg lifted his shirt up and Laura frowned. "How long has this been discoloured?" She asked him.
Greg looked to Sara and then back to Laura. "I don't know, a couple of weeks." He answered.
Laura looked up to him and let his shirt drop back down. "Why didn't you come in here? You should have let us know."
"I didn't know it was a problem." Greg told her truthfully.
Laura nodded. "Alright. Well if it's just an infection we can clear it up easily enough."
Sara smiled.
"What happens if it's something else?" Greg asked her.
"Well we'll sort that out if we have to." Laura said with a smile. "I'll go and get a doctor to come and take a look." She said before leaving.
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"Good news, there's nothing to worry about; it's a minor infection." Laura told them with a smile.
"That's great." Sara said and patted Greg's back. Greg looked up to her and smiled.
"However, I do believe you're also putting yourself through too much. You should hardly be walking around."
Sara gently back handed his arm. "Believe me, we've all told him this."
Laura smiled. "Well I'm afraid you're going to have to get around in a wheelchair for the next week, we can't have you walking around on this for a while."
Greg sighed quietly and swallowed.
"I'll go and sort that out for you then." Laura said and smiled tightly before she left.
Sara moved over to sit next to Greg. "That's great right? There's no big problem."
Greg looked up to her and nodded. "Yeah, that's great." He said unenthusiastically.
"What's wrong?" Sara asked him with a frown.
"Nothing, I just don't wanna return to work in a wheelchair. What are people gonna' think?"
Sara shrugged. "I don't know, what does it matter anyway?"
"It just does." Greg stated.
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The ride back to work was quiet. Sara had insisted she take Greg home but was easily persuaded to go to the lab when Greg told her he would drive their himself.
They got out the car and Greg dropped himself into the wheelchair.
"Hey, what are you doing in this?" Nick asked as he tapped the back of it, coming up behind them.
Greg looked up and smiled. "I needed a sit down." He said nervously, before quickly looking back down.
Nick smiled but could see through Greg's attempt to cover up his true problem. "Right, what time are you off the clock?"
"In an hour and a half. I just have to do some paperwork to close my case." Greg told him, not moving from the car park.
"Right, well I finish then, how about you come over to mine, or I come over to yours? It's been a while since we hung out." Nick offered.
Greg looked to Sara then back to Nick. "Yeah, sure."
Nick smiled. "Alright, talk to you later."
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