Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)
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				Title: <strong>Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 04:37:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">The Nursing Station<br></span></span></div><div align="center">(http://www.corbisimages.com/images/67/4E69253D-2D9E-4AA3-A872-E6867E09A4A5/42-17194895.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><br>This is where the nurses collect themselves, data and dates of various purposes; <br>all under the <del>reign</del> watchful eye of head nurse Fairchild.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 05:41:25</strong>
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				<strong>David "Mox" Harris</strong><hr><br>Mox glided by his favorite place to hangout during the down time and blew kisses at Nurse Fairchild as he made his way over to B ward to get a look at the fresh meat.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Interns, interns...they're called interns</em>, he reminded himself.&nbsp; <br><br>"I hope you ladies have a lovely day," he said as he breezed past all cheerful and looking like he'd just had the best night of his life.&nbsp; He paused as he passed the crowd of ladies, looking over the new girl with a big grin and a smile.&nbsp; "Yeah...a real loveeeely day."&nbsp; And then he was off on his way to Ward B, whistling as he went.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 15:48:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.whyfame.com/gossip/2008/july/1/gillian_anderson_hot_pregnant_photos_main_1092.jpg)</div><strong><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Head nurse Fairchild, gathering the troops</span></span></strong><br><hr><br>Margret Fairchild walked the halls of Coolidge Memorial. Determined, fast-paced stride carried her to the nursing station, her own little corner of control in the hospital. Her back was straight, shoulders back, hair so tightly wound up in a knot on her head that it stretched at her temples. She took her place at the end of the nursing station, a clipboard in hand with a list of what needed immediate attention as soon as she'd finished this little meeting. <em>Well.</em> At least they were all here.<br><br>She was about to speak up when Doctor Goldwasser stopped by, <em>"Morning, Maggie, have fun with your own new kids!"</em> He was, of course, never thought of as The Fat Man by her. <em>Such insolence... </em>She offered a nod in return to his peck on the cheek and tried her best to hide the way her eye twitched when he called her Maggie. <strong>"Doctor Goldwasser, good morning. Enjoy your bagel."</strong> She cleared her throat and turned to greet the nurses but paused when Doctor Harris whisked by, her lips wrinkling in contempt at his suggestive tone as he noticed her new nurse. <strong>"Good day, Doctor Harris,"</strong> She said in a stern voice and cleared her throat again to finally speak to her nurses. <br><br><strong>"Good morning ladies and gentleman,"</strong> she nodded at Paul Jameson whom she preferred to think of as a medical technician rather than a nurse. <strong>"I'd like you all to welcome nurse Forman."</strong> She paused for a second as if to give them a chance to do just that but spoke up again before anybody really got out a greeting. She caught a curt nod from one of the interns as he passed and took a deep breath.<strong>"Now listen girls. I know you're all young and frisky, and interns and doctors will be grabbing your bottoms every chance they get, but please try to keep your hands gloved and on the patients, not doing any other sort of manual labor while on duty."</strong> She moved her gaze from one girl to the next, carefully examining their reactions to this. Then her fingers tapped on her clipboard and she started going over the plan for this morning.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 15:59:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae306/ameliacasey/RP%20character%20ideas/Virginia%20Dallas/Sarah-Michelle-Gellar-101.jpg?t=1295967044)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Nurse Dallas, at the nursing station with the rest of the team</em></span><br><hr><br>Ginny rushed out of the changing room and down the halls to the nursing station. She wasn't late, not really, but she knew how Fairchild despised tardiness and the last thing she wanted to do was being put on the coffee round. Tiptoeing between the doctors and interns to check if they needed anything was not what she was here to do. She was here for the patients. She would check if the doctors and interns needed anything <em>after</em> she tended to the patients, though... <br><br>And so she swooped through the corridors and stopped almost out of breath at the nursing station, glad to see she was among the first to arrive. She composed herself and tugged on her uniform to be sure it sat properly on her, and beamed a smile at anyone who glanced her way. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 16:13:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://tellmetwin.com/resources/uploads/item_image/original/6954104_12317081.jpg?rand=725827966)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Nurse Anderson, at the nursing station with the rest of the team</em></span><br><hr><br>Lottie strolled lazily down the halls of Coolidge Memorial, a clipboard in hand to make it look like she was doing something other than checking out the doctors and interns arriving to work or leaving after a shift. Her blond curls were loosely tied up in a knot so a few strands danced around her carefully applied face, complete with her signature blue eyeshadow that might have suited better for a night out than a morning shift at the hospital.&nbsp; <br><br>She made her way to the nursing station in due time, arriving a few seconds after head nurse Fairchild did, and leaned onto the counter to make sure every single person who walked by got a good look at her generous curves, clearly displayed by the one-size-too-small uniform. <br><br>She chuckled when Fairchild lectured them about keeping hands off the interns and doctors, knowing full well that she shared a blame in causing the woman such worry, along with quite a few other nurses on staff. Her personal opinion was that Fairchild had a wild affair with The Fat Man and that she was secretly a raging dominatrix... Not too far a stretch if you thought about it... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 16:49:24</strong>
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				<strong>Kate Frost, Making Her Way to the Morning Meeting</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.emeraldlich.com/uploads/Kate2.jpg)</div>Kate sped madly through the parking lot of Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital, oblivious to the four or five orderlies and nurses she almost hit with her battered Mustang. A smoldering cigarette, half gray ash, trembled between her fingertips. She took a last quick hit from it, stubbed it out in the overflowing ashtray next to the steering wheel, and wheeled the car into a cramped spot.<br><br><em>You’re late, you’re late, you’re fucking late, hurry it up,</em> Kate thought nervously.<br><br>It wasn’t really her fault. Honest. It was just the vicious cycle of being a nurse at Calvin Coolidge. The shifts were long and grueling and – lately – increasingly frustrating, so when Kate left work, she was exhausted. But she wanted a life, so she didn’t just go back to her crappy apartment and sleep, like some of her older colleagues did. No, in Kate’s case, last night she invited Steve over – Steve, her sort-of-kind-of-not-really-a-boyfriend-unless-I’m-horny-and-just-want-to-fuck boyfriend – and they’d smoked some dope, snorted some blow, fucked, watched some television, and fucked some more, like rabbits in heat … up until about an hour ago. She’d then passed out for about a half hour, then the stupid alarm clock went off, so she threw on her work outfit and … voila. Here she was. Running on fumes, as usual. <br><br>Running into the hospital, Kate smiled and waved as she passed reception, making her way to the Nursing Station in B Ward … no, scratch that. She headed to the bathroom first. It was empty, which was perfect for what she wanted – she opened her purse, and took out a little baggie and a razor. Quickly, she chopped up a pair of lines on the edge of a sink. She dipped her head down, and …<br><br>Snort. Snort.<br><br>Kate stood up, throwing her head back. She smiled happily and tied her long red hair back into a ponytail. She’d felt like a zombie, driving to work, dead on her feet … already, she was feeling better. Feeling alive, again. And ready to work. Ready to help.<br><br>It was going to be a good day, she thought.<br><br>Kate left the bathroom, and made her way to B Ward, where she saw the nurses starting to congregate. With seconds to spare, she hung her coat on a hook, and slid her purse behind the nurses’ station. She scooted in amongst the other nurses, listening – kind of – to Margret’s morning announcements. But to be honest, she was way more interested in standing next to sexy blonde Lottie … Kate’s activities earlier in the evening had left her still feeling a little frisky, and the lines she’d just snorted was only amplifying that feeling.<br><br>Out of the corner of her eye, Kate caught the Fat Man– sorry, <em>Dr. Goldwasser</em>, that’s what Margret always wanted the nurses to call him, while on duty – and gave him a playful little wink, and stuck her tongue out at him. <br><br>Her heart was starting to race. It was quite the joyful feeling.<br><br><em>Damn, it’s good to be alive,</em> Kate thought.<br><br>“Nurse Forman … I’m Nurse Frost,” Kate said. She reached out a hand to the newcomer, shaking it … and then, impulsively, gave the nurse a quick hug, completely forgetting Margret's words about not being frisky … although the hug was only meant in an enthusiastic, friendly way. “You can call me Kate, though. Let me know if you’ve got questions … first day’s usually a fun one!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 21:37:56</strong>
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				<strong>Paul Jameson sitting in the Nurses station ....watching the meeting take place . </strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/pic02-1.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp;Paul sat in his seat the legs of the chair cocked back so that only two legs were on the ground , leaning against the wall as he was drinking his first cup of java for the morning hours . An attempt to wake up anyways as he had rather just rolled out of bed , collected his lovely treat to bring the women he worked with today and headed out the door. Commuting via the subway was interesting anyways ...most the time he just slept till the required stop that was right next to the Hospital anyways . Besides it was a nice walk and helped to keep him in shape . <br><br>Having had a few drinks down at the pub last night and fallen prey to a dancer for the rest of the evening he was not in the best of shape . Looking over at the sexy blonde Lottie&nbsp; as the head nurse managed to put other images into his head. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Now listen girls. I know you're all young and frisky, and interns and doctors will be grabbing your bottoms every chance they get, but please try to keep your hands gloved and on the patients, not doing any other sort of manual labor while on duty." </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Indeed Paul thought keep your hands on the patient and bend over the bed just right ...as his mind filled with images of grabbing the sexy blonde's hips and reminding her to keep her hands on the patient while he helped lift her nurses uniform up . Bet she wore lace panties maybe with the high nylons a clip type device that took a rocket scientist to figure out how to unclasp it all . Oh yea She would have some built in fortress keeping her pretty little snatch hidden . With a heavy sigh he sipped his coffee. <br><br>Wait a minute ....Nurse who ....just as he was starting to remember everyone's name they had a new one . Foreman ..least that is what he thought the red headed battle axe had spouted out into the room . Oh my if this late comer was the girl another red head to torment his days . The new nurse had those nice thick lips and soft complexion oh indeed the innocent frail me look perfect for being on your knees , wih your hands on the patient of course . The last thought made Paul choke on his coffee as he kind of felt all eyes looking at him . <br><br><strong>" Oh not to inject or anything ...I did manage to make some &nbsp;blueberry cheesecake little puff like things (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5REJobGputk/TFg9u1YUGNI/AAAAAAAAAtI/B3gJbSYMuMw/s1600/IMG00957-20100726-0930+copy.jpg) ..not to worry all the calories have been taken out . </strong>" as he rather rolled his eyes and waved his hand ...<strong>" So don't go giving me all this I am on a diet thing ...you all know you love my baking . " </strong> as he figured that would save him some as he sat back in his chair to sip his coffee and listen in to the duty's of the day being spelled out by the red witch with the clip board . <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>desert ashes</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 09:27:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v335/iconofroses/natashayi12.jpg)</div> <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Amaya Forman -- At the nursing station.</span></strong></em></span><br><br>Since five that morning, when she'd woken to the sweet sing-song of her alarm clock that told her another sunshining day had begun, Amaya Forman hadn't stopped smiling.&nbsp; It was her first day as a real, official, licensed nurse!&nbsp; The hospital badge alone she couldn't stop staring at, and even though Daddy had asked her yet again if she really wanted to go into the work force (With such disdain in his voice, too!&nbsp; He really needed to watch an episode of General Hospital with her.), she hadn't stopped smiling.&nbsp; As she came sweeping into the hospital, her long, silky dark hair perfectly feathered just like Farrah's, she wore the badge proudly pinned on the right side on her crisp, white uniform that nearly clung to her figure, and was smiling brighter and brighter the closer she got to the Nurses Station.<br><br>By the time she was there she was virtually beaming.&nbsp; Everyone she'd passed on the way had gotten a cheery, "Good morning!"&nbsp; She was early enough that she was the first person at the Nurses Station and it was there she waited, standing patient and smiling as she waited.&nbsp; There had been just enough alone that by the time one of the Doctors passed by -- oh, he smiled at her!&nbsp; Wasn't that sweet?! -- and other Nurses started drifting to the station she had managed to steady her heart beat.&nbsp; It didn't at all look quite like the set of General Hospital, but it was close enough and ... <br><br>Oh!&nbsp; The meeting!&nbsp; Dark lashes fluttering, she snapped to attention with bright smiles given to those gathered at the station and listened.&nbsp; <br><br>Manual labor?!&nbsp; Amaya's eyes widened as she thought of doing anything that would make her break into a sweat or chip her fresh manicure -- hefting huge bags of garbage being the first that came to mind -- and she scrunched her slim nose.&nbsp; They certainly hadn't covered that in nursing school.&nbsp; Weren't farm hands the sort to do manual labor?&nbsp; Or city workers.&nbsp; Or the less fortunate.&nbsp; <em>Now remember, Daddy did say to put my best foot forward.</em>&nbsp; Her attention, however, was quickly snapped away as the Head Nurse continued and within a heartbeat the smile blossomed back over her features.&nbsp; A second later she was hoping she hadn't started paying attention again.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's so nice to meet you, Nurse Kate!" she gushed warmly and gave her a friendly squeeze of a hug in return, her eyes dancing around with a near sense of merriment.&nbsp; Then she dropped her voice down into a whisper, "We don't really do manual labor, right?&nbsp; And... groping?&nbsp; Really?"&nbsp; <br><br>It <em>was </em>like General Hospital!&nbsp; Just wait till she told the girls!&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amelita</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 15:53:27</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Head Nurse Fairchild, assigning beds...</span></strong><br><hr><br>When she finished her talk and before she'd lose her team to chatter and worse, nurse Fairchild started walking and indicated for everyone to follow. <br><br>"We are going to the Ward now, nurse Forman," she announced to make sure the girl knew what was going on. The others, she assumed, knew what was going on... As soon as they were outside the B-Ward she started assigning beds to the nurses. She squinted briefly, remembering the interaction between nurse Frost and Forman, decided it might just be useful and said, <strong>"Nurse Frost. Since you've taken a liking to our newest nurse, she'll be teamed up with you today to learn the ropes."</strong> Her shoulder moved almost invisibly out of repressing a slight squirm. <strong>"And no inappropriate... breaks," </strong>she added and cleared her throat. <strong>"Got that, nurse Forman? Stick with nurse Frost today, thank you."</strong> She watched her new nurse for a moment and then spoke to no one in particular as she announced the bed assignments.<br><br><strong>"Frost and Forman, tend to Mrs. Staudemeyer in bed seven and Mrs. Golding in bed nine when you finish. Jameson, you handle our Jane Doe in bed ten. Dallas, Mr. Ryan in bed six. Anderson, Miss Angels in bed 12. Davenport, tend to Miss Martin in bed eleven."</strong> She glanced between them and nodded curtly. <strong>"Off you go then." </strong><br><br><br>&nbsp;<br><em>Post patient care in the B-Ward thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96105.0)...</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:14:04</strong>
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				<strong>Kate Frost, Tickled Pink with the idea of Showing Amaya Foreman “The Ropes”</strong><br><br>“Pffft. Manual labor? <em>Please,</em>” Kate said with a giggling snort. “Not while I’m around, you won’t have to. Manual labor’s for suckers.” She batted her eyes flirtatiously at Amaya, giving the new nurse a wicked smile. “There’s many fun ways to get things done around here.” &nbsp;<br><br>Wiping the smile from her face, Kate turned to Head Nurse Fairchild, looking at her supervisor with a very grave, serious expression. “Don’t worry, I’ll be happy to teach Nurse Foreman the, um, ropes,” she said. “You can count on me, ma’am. And no shenanigans of any kind, or inappropriate breaks. None. I promise.” <br><br><em>And by none, I mean some,</em> Kate added silently. <em>And by some, I mean a lot…</em><br><br>Kate groaned and rolled her eyes as Head Nurse Fairchild announced the bed assignments. “Oh dear sweet hell, are you kidding?” she muttered. “Mrs. Staudemeyer is <em>back</em>? I thought we pawned her off on Radiology … guess they bounced her back …”<br><br>Sighing, Kate looked over at Amaya with an apologetic shrug. “Don’t worry. Not a big deal … like our fearless leader said, time to show you the ropes. And time to introduce you to your first gomere. It’ll make sense soon enough, don’t worry.”<br><br>Kate went to the main station, and grabbed two clipboards. She handed one of them to Amaya. “Right. Ready? Time to catch all the fun going on in B Ward! And let me know if you’ve got questions, happy to answer ‘em …”<br><br><em>You’re rambling</em>, Kate thought, as she headed to B Ward (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96105.msg4183862#msg4183862) with Amaya. <em>And repeating yourself. Should’ve done one line of coke instead of two.</em> Kate really liked the new girl already, she hoped that she didn’t sound like a prattling idiot to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Calvin Coolidge Memorial Teaching Hospital - Nursing Station (B Ward)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasha</strong> on <strong>30-01-2011, 01:32:52</strong>
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				<strong>Paul Jameson returning to the Nurses station ....logging in the activities in the file for Jane Doe in Bed Ten of B ward. . </strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/characters/pic02-1.jpg)</div><br>Paul walked around the corner ...and headed to the coffee pot and proceeded to make a pot . Opening a bottle of Tylenol the man popped them in his mouth and washed them down with a glass of water . Then he moved over to the file system ..putting in the information of tests started on into Jane Doe's file . Girl most likely had a concussion , little brain trauma from hitting her head . Since the Fatman said she had a knot on the back of her head . <br><br>Well it wasn't his place to worry about it . The hangover was subsiding anyways ...as he reached for a little blueberry tart thing he made and popped it in his mouth .&nbsp; Sure could use the sugar anyways . Pouring his cup of coffee the smell of hazelnut filled the air . Still he needed to find out if Jane Doe's hair color matched down below . Maybe he should go give her a nice foot massage later on in the shift . Smirking to himself . God that sounded good the idea of her foot rubbing his crotch . <br><br>Now that was something to dream about as he checked the charts to see what other blood work ...was needed of his services . Seemed they had a few new patients rolling into the B-Ward ....so Paul decided to head there and see if his services were needed . Going to be a long day as the man took another long drink of his coffee ...least he had a little food in him now . <br><br><hr><br>After awhile ....Paul had finished what was required of the paperwork portion and headed back into &nbsp;the B-ward (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96105.msg4203475#new) to see how Miss Jane Doe was doing and if any other patient needed attention.&nbsp; 
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