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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 12:15:53 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Do we really need to do this Michael? You know how much a hate needles and if the doctor starts to come close with a needle to me I gonna freak out…I can promise you that.[/glow]
Nicole says and points at Michael with her index finger…Denise who is standing next to her mother just ignore the whole talking as she is more focused on her strawberry ice cream. The question at hand is whee are the three of them? Well they are in the local hospital of Toronto where they will meet one of the best doctors in the world, so that he can take a look at their injuries and while they are already in the hospital they gonna make the test if Mike is Denise father as well. Nicole looks scared at Mike as they walk in the hospital.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 12:25:46 GMT -4
I told you Nikki. Don't worry. I'll be right there with you the whole time. I'm not going to leave your side.
He grabs one of her hands, interlacing his fingers with hers. Denise is one Nicole's other side holding her hand with one of her own and eating her strawberry ice cream cone with the other. They reach the front doors of the hospital and they slide open to allow the three of them to walk in. Michael points to a seat for Nicole and Denise to sit at while he goes to the front desk to check in for their appointments. One thing was for sure. This was just the beginning of a long day at the hospital for all three of them. A few moments later, he walks over to Denise and Nicole and sits down beside them. He looks at Nicole as he speaks up.
The lady said it shouldn't be but a few minutes until the doctor sees us. You want to go first or should I?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 12:32:49 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Hm...I am not sure...what has the doctor planned to take care off first? Out injuries or the test? I would like to get the test behind us if it is possible first…I am not sure if Denise will be so happy after she has finished her ice cream and has waited for a few hours…[/glow]
Nicole looks down at her little daughter and starts to smile at her.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 12:55:15 GMT -4
The test it is. But, do you really think her getting her blood drawn this early is a good idea? That could be worse than her just being bored all day.
A doctor steps out of the patient area, calling out their names afterwards. Taylor looks back to Nicole with a questionable look on his face.
Your call. Better make it quick.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 13:01:06 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Hey as long as she has some ice cream left she will be nice and calm…gotta hope that they don’t need blood from myself…cause I will freak out when this happen.[/glow]
Nicole grins and kneels down next to her daughter.
[glow=green,2,300]Denise…we are going now to the doctor..you know doctore makes picks picks…with needle and take blood away from you…but it won’t hurt …Mommy promise that and when you are a big girl and don’t cry Mommy buy you some more ice cream…is that ok for you?[/glow]
Densie seams to think about it as she was looking at her mom then at her ice cream then to the room of the doctor back to the ice cream and back to her mom. Then Densie just nods and takes the rest of her ice cream in her mouth. Nicole smiles and stands up.
[glow=green,2,300]Alright then lets go and bring this behind us.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 13:24:38 GMT -4
Alright. Looks like we're up first then.
The trio stands up and begins to make their way over to the doctor who had stepped out and called their names. Taylor leads the way, meeting the doctor first and explaining to him what they would like done first. He nods his head in understanding, then asks them to follow him back to the patient area. Once there, he places them all in a room and steps out for a moment to check on another patient. Taylor looks over at Nicole, seeing a slight look of worry on her face. He wraps his arm around her and squeezes gently.
Are you alright? You look worried.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 13:27:31 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Sure I am.. I am just a bit concerned if we are doing the right thing…I mean it would be nice to find out that you are Denise’s father but what if you are not? Won’t you be disappointed?[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 13:30:19 GMT -4
Yes. But, I have to know. What if I am? It's something I need to know.
He glances to Denise, studying her facial features and comparing them to his own in his mind. Are those his ears? His cheeks? His lips? Nose? Any of it? He wasn't sure. He just knew he wanted it to be that way. He looks back over to Nicole.
What about you? Will you be disappointed if I'm not?
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 13:35:07 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]I don’t know… I hope you are the father of course…cause I love you…but I think we are next as it looks like….
Denise come on.[/glow]
Nicole says and stands up as the doctor comes out to call them in.
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 13:56:58 GMT -4
Taylor meets with the doctor once he walks in, asking exactly how they would be going about this blood withdrawal. After a brief explanation, the doctor showed them to their seats. He walked over to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a pair of needles and several small tubes. As he turned around, Taylor spoke up.
I'll go first doc. That way she knows it doesn't hurt much.
He nodded his head over to Denise, hoping she wouldn't be afraid after watching him get his blood taken. The doctor nodded to Taylor, walking over to him and having him stretch his arm out. After finding a vein to draw the blood from in the crease of his elbow, the doctor used an alcohol swab to sterilize it. Moments later, he stuck the needle in and began to slowly draw the blood out into four small tubes. He placed a cotton ball on the small insertion afterwards, sucking up any blood that may have escaped. He placed a piece of medical tape on top of that to secure it and make sure no blood would escape. Taylor looked over to Denise and smiled, showing her that he was alright and hoping she wouldn't be nervous about having it done. The doctor looked over to her next. He had his needle and the small tubes ready. He was simply waiting on Nicole's ok to start.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 14:07:39 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Ok Denise… now be a strong girl and make Mommy proud of you…will you?[/glow]
Denise nods with her head, but you could tell be the scared look on her face that she wasn’t so confident after all. Nicole place a hand on her shoulder and both are walking over to the doctor. Denise sat down on the bench, while Nicole holds her hand…then the doctor starts to do his job and Denise showed that she is a big girl, by saying nothing…After they where finished…the doctore gave Denise something sweet…and it worked….[/i]
[glow=green,2,300]Thank you.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 14:18:04 GMT -4
Taylor gets up, walking over to Nicole afterwards. He places an arm around her, looking into her eyes as he speaks.
Your next. You ready for this? You know I'm right here.
He gives her a hug, squeezing gently to help her feel safer knowing he is there. He lets the hug go, looking back into her eyes as he awaits her response.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 14:40:22 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Shit…anyway…let us get it behind us.[/glow]
Nicole sat down at the bench while the doctor prepares his instruments. Nikki looks to the side at her young daughter Denise, she doesn’t want to see the needle…it is easier for Nicole that way…she bites at her bottom lip as she could feel how the doctor comes closer with the needle to her skin and then….plicks….the needle enters her flesh, right through her red life liquid. And then it was over…the doctor says they are finished and Nicole looks back at her arm…
[glow=green,2,300]Thank you doctor.[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 20, 2007 14:50:04 GMT -4
See? That wasn't so bad was it?
He smiles to Nicole, offering her a hand out of the seat. She accepts, Michael pulling her up after she grabbed hold. Her hands met his shoulders afterwards, both looking into the other's eyes. After a few moments, Taylor broke the eye contact as he looked at the doctor.
My turn again I suppose? Doing a CAT Scan right?
The doctor nods, causing Taylor to sigh heavily. Those things were never easy to go through. He would do it if it meant he could get back to being a competitor in the ring again.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 20, 2007 16:02:51 GMT -4
[glow=green,2,300]Alright Denise…we are going to wait here till Michael is finished with his scan. [/glow]
Nicole sat down with her daughter on the bench while they are waiting that Michael or the doctor comes back. Nikki is wondering what the results of his check would be…hopefully it is nothing to serious…as she doesn’t want that he may have some kind of brain damage…as a result from his stay in coma..
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 8:38:06 GMT -4
*CAT Scan Laboratory*
Ready Michael?
As I'll ever be.
With that, the huge machine began it's work, scanning each and every part of his head from every direction possible. Several minutes passed as the doctor examined the video feed in a small room attached to the one Michael was in. It had a huge window between them so the doctor could examine the patient as the test commenced and to protect from any possible harmful radiation. Michael laid motionless on the platform provided, wishing the scan was over. There was just something about the radiation that worried him. He hoped his condition wouldn't worsen because of it. A few minutes later, the scan was complete and the small platform moved out from under the big machine. The doctor entered the room with a small clipboard with pictures of his scans. He placed them on a small part of the wall with a light behind it, explaining to Taylor what he saw.
Michael, if you look here at these photos, I can see that you are having mild tension headaches. These are also known as "stress" headaches. These are caused by several things. Working too hard, not taking time to relax a few moments a day, not getting enough sleep, and even overworking your brain by thinking too much. I could prescribe you some medication, but before we go that far I would like for you to try something. Take a little time off and get away from work. A week or two perhaps. Go somewhere to relax away from home and the stressful environment it can sometimes create. If you do that, your headaches should go away.
I don't know if I can do that doc. The end of our season is approaching. This last month is going to be hell. I understand your trying to help and I appreciate it. I can't slow my pace down right now though. We'll have three months off after next month for me to relax. I would like to know however. Does the coma I was in have anything to do with these headaches?
To answer your question, no. The coma hasn't effected you. The fact you are working too hard and are making yourself stress out is what is causing them. Perhaps the worry of you being the father of the young girl out there and a certain question for the lady lingering in your mind is a part of that?
How did you....
This isn't the first time someone has come to me in a similar situation Michael. Things should get better once the test results are in......and when you ask her that question.
His mouth hung slightly open, unsure of how to respond. The doctor had pegged exactly what was on his mind. After a moment more of confusion, he closed his mouth and simply smiled. He stood up afterwards, shaking the doctor's hand as he finally replied.
Thanks doc. Hopefully I'll have proved myself to her father soon enough and will be albe to ask that question.
Not a problem, Mr. Taylor. That's what I'm here for. Do take some time to relax before stressing yourself too much. Even if it's just an hour a day, it would help you. You might even be able to focus more than if you just work yourself too hard. Take some time to relax and breathe and your headaches should lessen. Once your wrestling is done, a nice vacation should help. The headaches shouldn't be a problem after that. All you need to do is relax.
The doctor motioned for the exit, which they both then walked towards. Michael walked out first, seeing Nicole and Denise on a bench not far away. The doctor turned the other direction, going to take care of another patient more than likely. Michael walked up to the pair, giving Nicole a hug as she stood up. He held her tight, whispering in her ear as he done so.
Everything is going to be alright Nikki.
He had seen the worry in her eyes the moment he stepped out of the room he and the doctor had just occupied. He held her for a moment more, squeezing gently to reassure her that everything was indeed alright. He let her go, looking into her eyes afterwards. After a few seconds of doing so, he kneeled down to Denise.
Mommy just has to do one more test and we can go get you that Strawberry ice cream. Ok?
She shook her head rapidly up and down, causing Nicole and Michael both to smile. He looked up at Nicole, seeing her beautiful smile. He stood back up, taking Nicole by one hand as Denise grabbed her other. The three then made their way down the corridor, back to the room the doctor had originally placed them in before to wait once again. Nicole still needed her back examined before they could go. This surely wouldn't be easy for her. Michael allowed her to sit on the table in the middle of the room, standing up beside her and rubbing her back up and down as they awaited the arrival of the doctor.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 21, 2007 12:57:53 GMT -4
And there he comes. Just as they sat down another doctor appears in the doorway. He walks over to the young “family” and introduce himself.
Hello, I am Dr. Cross Wylde. You must be Mr. Taylor, Miss Storm and of course the little Denise.
Denise looks a bit angry as nobody except her mom is allowed to call her like that. Nikki place an arm on her daughters shoulder as she looks up to the Dr. Wylde.
[glow=green,2,300]Dr. Wylde?…Oh…ok….[/glow]
She turns to the side and whispers in Michael’s ear.
[glow=green,2,300]I don’t think that this is a good idea…A doctor which has the same name as Pornstar is just scary….[/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 13:13:32 GMT -4
Michael whispers back in her ear.
Everything will be alright Nikki. He is a doctor, not a pornstar. You should trust him. Besides, we're already here and you need to get checked out. No turning back now.
He glances over at the doctor, then a sly grin comes over him. He turns back to Nicole, whispering in her ear once more.
If your a good girl, I got a special "treat" for you tonight. So, let's get this over with so we can go home.
Taylor looks over to the doctor as he pipes up.
Everything alright?
Everything is fine. She is just a little worried. That's all.
Very well. Shall we?
The doctor motions for them to follow him. After Michael helps Nicole off the table, the three of them do so. They exit the small room and head down another hallway, leading to a different area of the hospital. The doctor leads the way a few paces ahead of them. Denise walks quietly in front of Nicole and Michael as they walk side by side, following the doctor to the next exam room.
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Post by Nicole Storm on Aug 21, 2007 13:30:41 GMT -4
Alright here we are….we gonna take a quick X-Ray scan and then we will be able to see where your problems are Miss Storm. If you would like to enter the scanning room.
[glow=green,2,300]Sure…[/glow]
Nicole answers and follows the doctor in the scanning room. She took a quick look over her shoulders at her daughter and at Michael before the door close behind her. The doctor orders Nikki to take of her necklace and other body juwelry before he starts to do the x-ray scan. After a couple of minutes the doctor has finished the whole process and he allows Nikki to leave the room. Nicole walks out of the scanning room and smiles a bit.
[glow=green,2,300]I am back…Dr. Wylde said it would take a few minutes till the scan are finished we should wait here for him. [/glow]
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Post by "Ironman" Michael Taylor on Aug 21, 2007 13:36:03 GMT -4
Michael and Denise had been sitting quietly on a row of seats while Nicole was inside the room. He kept looking over at her while she occupied her time kicking her feet under her since they couldn't touch the floor. He could only smile at her antics. Nicole finally broke the silence when she stepped out of the examination room and spoke to them both. Michael gestured for her to take a seat beside Denise and himself as he responded.
We'll wait then. Not like we haven't done enough of that already. Take a seat.
He pats the seat next to him, waiting for her to walk over and sit down.
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