Dr. Helen Magnus

happy thanksgiving

Tue, 20 Nov 2012 02:19:09 GMT

Thanksgiving was not a holiday that Helen really celebrated outside of food and drink with close friends and this year, she'd been with just Will when the labor pains had started up in earnest. She'd ignored them for a while, considering it was common enough this late in pregnancy to have some false labor but when the pain seemed to get sharp and real and the contractions worryingly close, she and Will made the trek to the clinic and luckily found Dr. McCoy, who was happy enough to deliver a baby (for a given description of happy, anyway).

It was only after the hard part was done (and they'd both slept a handful of hours, to boot) that she felt comfortable enough sending Will out to tell everyone the baby had come and felt up to entertaining company.

[[OOC: This is timed anywhere from morning to afternoon on November 23rd in the clinic.]]

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For House

Thu, 15 Nov 2012 17:13:41 GMT

Since Greg was more or less out of the danger zone and merely needed monitoring (physically, anyway. Mentally was another story entirely), Helen didn't feel particularly bad about making this clinic visit less about being a physician and more about being a friend.

A very worried, very angry and very, very pregnant friend. She lowered herself in the chair next to his bedside and cleared her throat, hoping to rouse him if he'd drifted off to sleep. While she understood that the mind could sometimes twist the body on itself, she hated that she hadn't noticed something was wrong and taken preventative measures, no matter how much Greg probably wouldn't have cared for it. Still, nothing to be done but address it now, yes?

"And how are we feeling? Better, worse, more of the same?"

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for John and Nikola

Wed, 14 Nov 2012 00:29:38 GMT

Helen thought it was just as well that she'd found the bottle of Source Blood in the clinic instead of at home or some place even remotely public and she'd kept it in her own Vet's Office since then, not wanting anyone to stumble upon it. In theory, it should be rendered inert by the island's own special qualities but Helen couldn't be too careful with such a valuable, yet dangerous object.

She dashed off quick notes to both John and Nikola, requesting they meet her in the vet's office after the day was done and once Granby and Sam and all the rest had cleared out, Helen paced the floors and waited. Walking was easier on her back most of the time and, well, there was always the chance she might not get out of a chair if she got in it.

Once she heard the door swing in, she motioned them inside. "Come on, then, shut the door and lock it. I've got something important to discuss and I don't want eavesdroppers."

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happy anniversary [timed to november 26]

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 02:34:25 GMT

Helen hadn't entirely expected the baby to come early and with the whirlwind of Thanksgiving and labor, it was really only a few days later that it sank in that she and Will were parents. She and Gregory were still settling into a rhythm with feeding and at the moment, it was more 'he cries, you feed' than anything else. While it was exhausting, the hard bits were yet to come, and Helen felt like the days were starting to run together.

It was just before dawn this time when Gregory cried and it was much easier to bring him to her breast and nurse when he was asleep beside her than the first few times when she'd gotten up to get him from his cradle; Helen had a sinking suspicion that Gregory was going to end up in bed with them more often than not.

Once she'd gotten Gregory settled and nursing happily, she looked over at Will, who seemed just as bleary-eyed as she felt. "I believe it may actually be our anniversary, if I've got my days and nights straightened out. Happy anniversary, Will."

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