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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 14:01:58 GMT -8
He glanced at her. "As much as I appreciate the formality, disregard it if it's causing you pain."
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 14:18:26 GMT -8
Victoria was rather confused but slowly managed to release some of her tension. She really wasn't sure how comfortable she was either way, but it had been a direct order so she tried to relax.
It occurred to her then that affording a doctor's bill would be difficult. She had no one to blame but herself but her mother didn't need the added stress. She'd have to start finding new ways to make their money last until it was all paid.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 16:40:51 GMT -8
Coricopat pulled up to the hospital, putting the car in park and shutting it off.
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 18:54:42 GMT -8
Victoria used her left paw to open the passenger door and climb out.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 18:58:26 GMT -8
Coricopat waited for her, opening the door to the hospital for her. He looked around, finally locating Cohen.
Cohen looked up as they entered from where he was giving a nurse a muted dressing-down. The Russian blue came over. "Zimmerman, what are you doing here?"
"I have a book for your patient, and this young lady needs to be checked for injuries."
The doctor arched a brow at that, waving Cori off down the hall and turned to Victoria. "Now then, Miss, what's happened?"
Coricopat wrinkled his nose at the dismissal, but headed down the hall.
((Exit Coricopat))
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 19:06:49 GMT -8
Victoria hadn't been to the hospital in some time, and she was unfamiliar with this doctor, but she trusted Mr. Zimmerman to leave her in good hands. She took a shakey breath and spoke. "I was leaving work and I ran into Mr. Zimmerman's car as he was parking."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 19:07:44 GMT -8
"Good God..." He shook his head. "I'm Doctor Cohen. If you'll follow me, Miss...?"
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 19:11:14 GMT -8
"Duetermann. Victoria Duetermann, Sir," and crossing her left paw over her right she followed him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 19:17:09 GMT -8
"Don't worry about the 'sir,' Miss." He opened the door to an examining room. "Let's see what's happened, hm?"
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 19:30:36 GMT -8
She entered the examining room. At a bit of a loss what to do, she offered up her right pawpad. "This got a bit scraped up."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 19:32:22 GMT -8
Cohen gently took her paw, looking it over before reaching for some antiseptic and bandages. "Does anything else hurt?"
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 19:37:55 GMT -8
"Where the car hit on my legs, here," she indicated with her left paw "and my upper back, they ache a bit, but it feels more like bruises than anything else. And I hit my head on the curb when I fell, but it wasn't that hard. It doesn't hurt anymore."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 19:40:51 GMT -8
"Well, it may be best to check those things anyhow. I'd rather not risk letting you go and having something go wrong."
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 17, 2011 19:49:02 GMT -8
Victoria nodded and took the moment to remove her coat and roll up her sleeve a little away from the injured paw.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 17, 2011 19:53:55 GMT -8
Cohen carefully treated her paw, glancing at her when he applied the anti-septic, knowing it would sting badly. "I would like to run an x-ray to check for damage where you think it's just a bruise. Are you alright with that?"
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