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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?"
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?"
