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DZ shouldn't be too much longer, but she's not here to translate yet. Deskyl turns her attention to his breathing, now that his heart isn't an immediate problem.

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It's not going to take long to get him breathing on his own, he's nearly there already - though unfortunately he's also vomited a little bit, not enough to actually be visible from his mouth but enough to cause some issues if it gets into his lungs. 

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Deskyl grabs the ick and assesses the situation: it's hard to keep hold of anything blind, especially goop like this, and very risky to let it go with the breathing mask in use. She gestures for the nurse manning the bag to back off, but doesn't actually wait before reaching in to remove it, quickly lifting the loose sphere of vomit out as she does and reseating the mask smoothly as soon as it's clear.

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- okay what the FUCK is going ON that's so baffling and confusing - 

The nurse with the bag gets her bearings quickly, though, no time to boggle right now. She grabs the nearest suction tubing and sucks up the apparently-floating blob of vomit, then has a go at cleaning out the patient's mouth more thoroughly. 

The patient coughs and tries to bite the suction catheter, turning his head a little from side to side. 

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"Hey, mister, it's okay - just try to stay calm - you're still in the hospital, you had a bad time but everything's going to be fine–" Marian reaches to grip the man's hand. 

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DZ gets to the room and attempts to find space for herself where Deskyl can see her; fortunately she doesn't need to be right up next to the bed.

Deskyl has moved on to checking the man for further blood clots, and doesn't notice her, so: "Nurse Marian, can you point me out to Master Deskyl, please?"

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Marian is still pretty wary of startling Deskyl. Instead of tapping her on the shoulder or something, she leans in and waves her hand where Deskyl's eyes are pointed, then gestures at DZ. 

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Deskyl follows the gesture with her eyes, nods to Marian, and goes back to what she was doing, now signing as she does.

    "Thank you, ma'am."

 

    "Master Deskyl says he had a blood clot in his lung, but she took care of it; he should be stable in another few seconds. She's checking him for other blood clots now."

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"Oh, right, that'd explain it, he'd be at high risk for that. ...Should we put him on anticoagulants or will that just get in the way of what you're doing?" 

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The resident is staring at Deskyl. 

"- Do you even work here?" 

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    "We don't, sir."

 

    "That will be fine, ma'am."

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"Sure, let's get him on the standard heparin protocol." 

...After a few beats the resident turns to instead stare at DZ. 

"Is that a Burning man costume or something?" 

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Marian bites her lip hard. This is not at ALL an appropriate time to start giggling. 

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    "No sir, I'm a robot."

Deskyl gives a sharp quiet hiss and focuses more intently on a spot on the man's thigh.

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"You found something? –no, please don't do that, just hold still -" The patient is making a confused attempt to sit up. Marian puts a hand on his shoulder and gently restrains him. 

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"You're a...robot...?" The resident is going a bit cross-eyed at this. "Okay, fine, whatever. Where's that heparin?" 

     "I'm on it," one of the nurses calls from across the room.

"Do we have O2 sats?" 

     "There should be one with the defib, where is it - someone get me a vitals machine from outside, damn it -" 

"Rose, pass me the non-rebreather mask back there?" The nurse at the head of the bed is still gently holding the ambu bag mask above the patient's face, but it doesn't strap on, and the man keeps confusedly trying to dodge it. 

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The man's colour is looking a lot better already, Marian thinks. 

"Deskyl, uh, can you tell if he's getting enough oxygen now?" 

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It takes a second for DZ to catch her attention.

    "He is, ma'am."

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"Oh good." 

Marian goes back to talking to the patient, mostly just trying to keep him distracted. 

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One of the floor nurses wedges a portable vitals machine on wheels through the door and past the crash cart. "Here!" 

     "Let's get a blood pressure - what's our IV access like -" 

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"I got an 18-gauge in his forearm. ...Uh, did anyone chart when I gave him the epi, it was - I wasn't looking at the time, it was a few minutes ago..." 

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"Sure, fine. Let's get that heparin going, bolus first - what's his weight?" 

     "I'll look it up -" 

"Someone get me his last set of labs - can we send off some more, do the full panel - someone call the ICU please, too." 

     "Last I heard they didn't have beds." 

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"We do now! I'll get blood if someone passes me the stuff for it." Marian glances over at Deskyl again. "Uh, he...might not need ICU, though, she might just be able to get him stabilized now. You could order a chest CT to check that the clot's gone, I guess?" 

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    "She can't repeat what she did earlier, ma'am, but he's stable, yes."

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The resident is so confused but also whatever, he's busy. "Sure. Put in the order for a stat CT with contrast, please - uh, how's his kidney function, he should probably get some fluids first -" 

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