Klaineforeverlover07: I promise there's gonna be at least one sick Finn chapter before this story's over. Or I think so at least, while writing this I'm choosing between about five different ideas for the C- chapter, one of them is with Finn.
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C is for concussion
I leaned back in the chair, rested my head backwards, stretched out my legs, put one arm on the arm support of the chair and let the other rest over my eyes, then finally I made time to take a deep breath. It was almost time for Nationals and we were starting to decide how the rows were gonna be- of course Artie in the front, then there were only the rest left.
We had decided and gone through members and places what felt like hours- yet it was only twenty five minutes until I had asked them to take ten and then sat down in one of the red chairs of the audience spaces. It sometimes felt like I enjoyed these five, ten minutes break a tiny little bit too much.
I closed my eyes and shoved my hands in my pockets. Took another deep breath, don't get me wrong! I did love my kids- now as much as I ever did but, sometimes- like times like these they could be a handful. Rachel of course wanted her and Finn to be in the front, Mercedes and Santana also did nag my ears off about being in the front. Finn would go with anything, Sugar wanted to be in the very front- in front of Artie too, and she was… being her mostly. That along with Rory, Puck, Brittany and everyone else.
"Mr. Schue?" I heard and raised my head and opened my eyes to see Rachel and Finn standing in the stairs frowning towards me. I smiled slightly and sat up fully again. "Are you alright?" Rachel continued. "You do look a bit tired." I scratched my eyes and stood up.
"I'm fine Rachel- thank you." I stepped up on the stage and sighed quietly as the audiotourium started filling with my kids again. Well, not mine- yet my kids. I was so tired I barely knew up from down, I had barely slept tonight, and I felt a headache coming with a throbbing behind my eyes. I looked to my watch. Just twenty- five minutes left and then I would be able to go home, take an aspirin and lay down to sleep.
To get just another few seconds before I'd have to face everyone I kneeled behind one of the speakers and pretended to fix something with the chords, then I took support against the top of it to stand up and walked over to the kids.
"Ehrm." I began. "Artie," I took a grip with each hand on the holds of Artie's chair and rolled him over to in front of the middle of the stairs on the stage. Then it started again, Rachel, Finn, Puck, Rory… and the list went on and on… all until the back row.
"Brittany." I said and stepped up on the highest step. "You stand here…. Blaine?" That was when it happened, I stood turned with my front towards the other and when I took some steps to the side to show Blaine where he would be standing I must have stepped backwards. My foot was mostly outside the stair, this I didn't realize until I had lifted the other foot and felt the first disappear under me as I fell backwards and hit my head in the stair, then I felt myself continue to fall down to the floor down below, before everything went black.
"Mr. Schue?" The next thing I knew was someone calling my name. "Mr. Schue please wake up." My eyes fluttered open to see my kids standing around looking worriedly down at me. I was laying under the stairs we had put up on the stage but couldn't remember why I was here. And why was there a throbbing on the back of my head and why did my knee hurt so much?
Slowly what had happened came back to me, I had stepped over the edge and fallen, hit my head on the stair and then landed- legs first on the floor. There had been a crack in my knee when I fell but- but I could move it and everything so there probably wasn't anything broken. Slowly I started moving each arm and leg and then slowly pushed myself up in sitting position despite a few of the others nagging me to stay down.
"He's sitting up now mum." Finn said in the phone- oh I should have guessed he was talking to Carole- after all- she was a nurse- and this wasn't exactly the first time he'd called her for advice- he seemed to be doing that every once in a while when he needed her for different stuff. I sighed and leaned backwards and closed my eyes when the room started spinning.
"Whoa." Sam put his hands behind my back when I started swaying. "You alright Mr. Schue… maybe you should go to the hospital…" I shook my head slowly and carefully- I didn't need that, I was fine I just needed a minute or two to catch my breath.
"Maybe you have a confusion" Brittany said. "My sister Kimberley had a confusion once- she got dizy then!" I heard Santana answer that it was called concussion then shook my head carefully again. I didn't have a concussion I could just. I tried pushing myself up but it made the room spin again so I fell back. Finn told his mum something else and I closed my eyes when the room was spinning again.
"Mr. Schue." I heard Finn's voice and I opened my eyes slightly to see him sitting there with his phone held to me. "My mum wants to talk to you." I lifted my hand and took the phone he held to me and put it to my ear while resting my elbow against my knee and my forehead against my hand.
"Yes Carole?" I sighed and drew deep breaths when the room started spinning again. I heard Carole say something but it was all so blurry I had to take a few seconds and then ask her to say it again. I closed my eyes and what felt like I was sitting on a boat in wild storm slowly eased.
"Will?" The sharp tone that was made of Carole's voice when it was in the phone straight into my ear got the headache escalating again. "Will? Are you still there?" I took a deep breath and then answered her yes. Without planning on it I started swaying again and I reached up to hold on to Rory's shoulder.
"Will, only from what Finn told me when you were still out and what I can hear now, I can tell you've got a concussion, give the phone to Finn and I'll tell him to drive you here…" I knew Carole worked at Lima Memorial, but I really didn't want to go to a doctor.
"No… I'll just…" I swallowed. "I'll just go home, take an aspirin and go to sleep." I so should have guessed that was the wrong answer- and that Carole- as the mother- hen she was would have some stubborn in her.
"Will, I swear, you are under no circumstances driving or sleeping at this point and if I so will have to I will get to McKinley myself and pull you along here I will do it. Now let Finn drive you here so we can get an X- ray of your skull and then keep you under observation." I sighed- she was right, I gave the phone back to Finn and with each arm around Mike's and Puck's shoulders I got up.
With both feet on the floor and standing up I got dizzier than ever and if it hadn't been for being stubborn and Puck and Mike holding me up I would have collapsed yet again. I closed my eyes for a couple of seconds, then opened them again to look around to the worried expressions of my kids.
"Hey guys." I said, weaker than what I had planned. "I'm fine okay? Mrs. Hudson want me to come into the ER and… I don't think I've got a choice so… I'll see you on Thursday." I limped out of the room slowly while the others wished me to get better, it took some while, but at last I- with some trouble climbed up in the passenger seat in Finn's car and then just sat there half- sleeping all the way to Lima memorial. I probably would have been sleeping if Finn wasn't so determined to keep me awake he kept on shaking my shoulder every time I was close to.
Finn was also determined to carry me into the ER, no matter how much I kept on telling him I could walk with some support he still lifted me up and walked through the door to the Emergency room. "Mum" I heard him exclaim. I was embarrassed to have a teenage boy carrying me already so being carried through the ER to an examination room didn't exactly make it any better.
When I was finally laid down on a bunk Carole leaned down and raised the bed so I could half sit up while she and the doctor- whatever his name was- I had already forgotten- got out their equipment. Finn mumbled something about calling Emma and before I had the time to say anything about it he was out of the room and the only thing left to do for me was rest my head backwards and answer Carole's questions.
Wave after wave of worse and worse nausea hit me, and at last I told the doctor about it. After all- I couldn't become much more embarrassed than what I already was so why not throw up on top of all that. He shoved a basin into my hands. I continued trying to take deep breaths trying to ease the nausea but just at the next wave that hit me it got too bad and I hung over the basin, throwing my guts out- yep, I had officially embarrassed myself as much as possible- in front of a student's parent on top of it all.
"You okay?" Carole asked when it was finally over. The doctor took the basin from my hands and walked away with it, I leaned back again. My throat was burning and my stomach cramping, just then the door opened and Finn came into the room again. Apparently he had been speaking to Emma, and she was on her way.
"So what happened?" Carole asked, feeling the back of my head after lumps or bruises. Finn hesitated. Then started explaining how I had fallen from those stairs, hit my head in the back of them and then fallen to the floor, hitting my legs in one of the supporters for those stairs, then blacked out for about a minute. "Is it just your head that hurts?" I shook my head, but before telling her about my knee- I knew I had to tell her.
"Carole- Finn, I'm very sorry. But this is a very… Is there any chance that if I need a nurse it could…" I thought about how to express myself in the best way possible, Carole just smiled softly, clapped my shoulder, explained what I had been trying to say, laid a hand on Finn's back and walked out of the room.
Another nurse came in, started asking questions about what had happened and where it hurt. I answered them drowsily but every time I was yet again close to falling asleep somebody was and shook my head and told me not to. Don't get me wrong- I was really trying not to fall asleep though my eyes would just close by themselves.
I started gabbling songlyrics quietly to myself to have something to concentrate on so that maybe I could keep away, and continued doing that while I was sent up a floor to get X- rays of my head and leg. Also during the time they took X rays I continued laying there gabbling Lady Gaga, Journey and Britney Spears songs.
When I was sent down to the ER again to wait for the X- ray pictures I started wondering where Emma was. Couldn't she get away from work? Was there loads of traffic? Had she been in an accident? The options were spinning my head and after a while I was so worried and so confused I barely knew up from down.
"Hey honey." After some while Emma, Carole and a doctor came into the room, Carole and the doctor put my X- rays on a board and discussed quietly about what they saw while Emma was just sitting there running her fingers through my curls.
"Hey Em." I answered hoarsely. Emma just smiled softly and continued stroking my hair. "Emma… you don't have to stay here. I know you don't like hospitals." Emma shook her head and answered me no, she'd stay. And just then Carole and the doctor came walking over to me again, the doctor started fixing with a monitor while Carole looked to me.
"There are no injuries on your skull or the bones in your leg. But you do have a concussion, not as severe as I thought at first. We'll keep you here until tomorrow for observations. We're hooking you up to a monitor so we can keep observation over your vital signs- and then you can fall asleep. You've got a pretty bad sprain in the muscles around your knee that probably comes from you turning it when you landed, so you will have to use crutches and keep the leg high for a few weeks. Because of your head injury you will also have to keep of things as watching TV, sitting by the computer, drinking alcohol, training and reading for a while. But after that you'll be good as new."
The doctor started putting the monitor by me and attaching it to me, to be honest I had no idea what vital signs were and I only remembered small parts of what Carole had just told me when I yawned and finally was able to lay my head down and fall asleep. Before that happened though- I had talked Emma into climbing up next to me. She rested her head against my chest and the last thing I knew before I fell asleep was hearing her slow breathing and knowing that everything would be fine.
So- that's it, my goal was to have this up before the day is over and it's now nineteen minutes before midnight. Good part about being home alone with my brother and being on mid- term holidays.
I hope you like the chapter, yes, I'm aware of that Mr. Schue may be a tiny bit OOC- but come on- in his place when he came to hospital and with students and Carole and everything- anyone would have been embarrassed.
I wasn't gonna put Carole in this chapter but… you'll have to forgive me for doing it anyway- she's my favorite character. And oh, vital signs are things like how many times your heart beats a minute, how many times you breathe a minute, blood sugar level, blood pressure and that kind of basic stuff