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!event: snow weekend

Medical Post: The Gym

Susan, Zhaan, and others have numerous cots set up with dividers, and a table with their instruments in one corner of the gym. They are treated the injured and preparing for more casualties. After some quick and hasty introductions, they got ready for any incoming patients and hoped there wouldn't be any.

ETA: Post is closed to new play as of 11:22 EST. If you're injured, come into the clinic tomorrow-- the doctors are as fried as their players.

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"Sam!" Janet rushed over to the cot, wincing when she saw Sam's injuries. She immediately started assessing them, but-- They don't know you're a doctor here. You can't singlehandedly start treating her.

She looked over to see if the Vice-Principal was on his way. She'd had no idea ~~the player was pretty sure~~ that he was a doctor.

Susan was treating the head wound, and asking, "Do you know what your blood-type is, Sam? And do you know what day it is, and where you are?"

Sam looked at Janet. "A positive. Saturday. Hell. Er, Fandom. And I'm Samantha Carter. I'm 17."

He helped her to lay down on her side. "It's okay, Samantha, but I need you to stay awake. We're going to take some pictures of your head, make sure nothing's been broken." He was hesitant about checking manually for skull fractures just now, especially since it was at the back of her head. He continued to clean up the blood. There was no cerebrospinal fluid in the mix. That was a good sign. "What happened to your leg?"

Sam blinked and tried to stay awake. "Bitten by one of the snow sharks. Really sharp, cold teeth."

"Okay." He took a moment to have a look. "It doesn't look like it's gone too deep, it's just messy down there. We'll patch that up."

"Good. I like to wear skirts."

Hawk grinned. "You'll be wearing skirts in no time. What classes are you taking, Samantha?" The idea was to keep her awake until that damned x-ray machine got here. If it wasn't here soon, he was going to recommend packing her up and getting her to the clinic.

Susan pulled over the X-Ray machine ~~out of time and space and Batou's laag~~ and set it up, just as more patients came in. "I can take over for this, Hawkeye, if you want to check the boy who's bleeding?"

"Right." He pulled off his gloves and grabbed a new set on his way over to the kid he'd put into detention for being in the girls bathroom.

"Quantum Physics...Shop..." Her eyes drifted shut, but she blinked them open again, "Advanced Criminal Justice....U.S. Government...and, er, Tactics of War. With the cyborg bitch."

It was possible that Sam had lost too much blood.

Susan set up a feed of O-neg, and checked the X-Ray machine. "The good news is, you don't have a skull fracture, or any damage to your vertebrae, Samantha." She moved it down to Sam's leg. "Let's see how messed up this is allright?"

"Call me Sam," she said. "Can I close my eyes, then? It's been a really long day."

"Go ahead. We'll move you to the infirmary, and when you wake up? There'll be lots of pillows and quiet. I promise."

"Thank you." Sam closed her eyes and drifted off. At this point, she didn't care what people did to her, as long as it didn't involve snow.

Susan was very glad to find that Sam's leg didn't have any broken bones; but the muscle and ligaments were going to be healing for a damn long while. She carefully stiched up Sam's leg after they were done helping Han, iced it, and put another round of painkillers in Sam's IV. Smoothing Sam's hair back, she put a make-shift collar around her neck so she wouldn't aggravate her injury in the night, after she sutured the head-wound.

The teeth marks were ugly, and deep, but hadn't done any lasting damage, now that she had rest and blood. Hopefully she'd feel better tomorrow, without any complications.

Janet squeezed Sam's hand. "I can't stay," she said. "But I won't be far off, okay? Holler if you need me."

She went off to check on Kara since Sam was being attended to.

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