A little personal flair on Hospital Wing

Katey Willow

May 18, 2020 6:51 PM

A little personal flair by Katey Willow

There was a lot of set up to do. Katey immediately adored the layout of the hospital wing, but of course, having her own hospital wing was probably a biasing factor. It was just so nice finally putting all of those years of study to use. All that time she had spent learning, and now some practical application was finally available.

The first thing she did was take a stock of supplies: what potions were kept on hand and what she would have to request from the Potions professor, what type of bandages and how many there were, etc. Katey was pleased to see that the school kept its infirmary quite well stocked, although there were definitely a few things here and there she made a mental note to request.

After that, she set to decorating. She placed flowers on the tables by the beds and on the main desk, each a different variety of lily, her favorite. The one on her desk was a light purple, her very favorite, and the rest ranged from blues to pinks to yellows and everywhere in between. Then she produced her wand from her dress pocket and with a flick of her wrist, she signed the wall, Miss Katey’s Infirmary in violet letters. Hopefully this school wasn’t going to be too strict with their formalities - “Medic Willow” just felt so stuffy.

She turned around from admiring her work and noticed a student just inside the doorway. “Hi!” she beamed, greeting her very first patient. At the distance, they seemed to have a cold. “Pepper Up Potion?” she asked with a knowing smile.

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Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

May 18, 2020 10:09 PM

Ich liebe das! Es ist schön. by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

Johana Leonie was irritated to be feeling sick so early in the term, although she suspected her general disposition had something to do with it. On the whole, she was pretty knowledgable about medical issues and medicine, but she didn't have her parents' garden here to draw from, and she had discovered her first year that Sonora - and probably other parts of the world as well - had very different approaches to health care in some ways. Still, as convinced as she was that her frustrations and feelings had contributed to making her sick, she was also sure that it was indeed a sickness. She knew the symptoms well enough.

When she arrived to the Hospital Wing, she found that the school's new nurse was there and that everything was . . . actually really pretty. Johana Leonie immediately took to the woman who looked young and fun and full of pretty things. This was a sensitive spot for Johana Leonie, who loved pretty things and also was a bit on edge about other people enjoying pretty things. She put that aside, somewhere in the back of her mind behind a pounding headache and stuffy nose.

"Ja," Johana Leonie agreed, recognizing the name of the potion from class. "Und Wasser." She sneezed horrifically and then blinked at the nurse who looked very happy to have a sick student standing in front of her. "I am Johana Leonie. German," she added, in case the woman didn't yet know.

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Katey Willow

May 21, 2020 3:10 PM

Yeah, sure, probably. by Katey Willow

Katey was a little surprised, admittedly, that her first student interaction was only half in English. She didn’t think this was specifically an international school, but there definitely seemed to be a number of international students, as far as she could tell. A lot of the names she had seen on the files seemed decidedly non-American. Katey, as evidenced by being named Katey, was pretty generic white American. Probably British or Irish, if you went far enough back. But her pale skin and blue eyes did well to expose her as Northern European at best, although the dark hair was almost a red herring.

“Nice to meet you,” the medic smiled. She stepped closer to the girl and moved to touch her to guide her, but she didn’t put her hands on her until she had gauged her reaction to the incoming figure. “Why don’t you come this way,” she said gently. “Sit a spell while I grab you a potion and… Sorry, you’re going to have to translate that last bit, I’m afraid.”

Either with or without physical guide as Johana indicated, Katelyn led her to one of the nearby open beds. That was to say all of the beds, of course, but a specific one. “I’ll only be gone a moment. Make yourself comfortable.”

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Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

May 21, 2020 7:42 PM

I thought so. by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

Johana Leonie understand nice to meet you but the rest went out the window. The woman wanted her to sit on a spell? She knew the word potion and understood that she was going to be given one, but she wasn't sure what she was meant to be translating. Hopefully it was because of the brain fog that was making everything harder anyway, and not because she'd suddenly lost her meager English abilities. Oh, maybe Katey meant that Johana Leonie would have to translate what she'd asked for? She tried to remember. "Wasser?" she asked, realizing too late that that wouldn't be a helpful question. "Water," she said, pretty sure it was just a small change from German to English on that one. "Please," she added, not wanting to be rude.

She accepted Miss Katey's physical guidance, grateful for some sort of touch. Hugs, she had found, were less common with friends than with family, and now she wasn't really on hugging terms with part of her family either. Forcing that thought out of her mind had become something she did a bit more forcefully recently, but more than that, it took more effort than usual. She took a deep breath, glad to be sitting, when Miss Katey deposited her on a bed. She coughed into her elbow.

Make yourself comfortable. It was such an odd way of phrasing that but Johana Leonie supposed every language had oddities. She only noticed English's because she was trying so hard to understand them. Actually following that particular set of directions was surprisingly harder than understanding it though. Breathing was even harder, a side effect of a bad cold. In, out . . . in, out . . . she tried not to let the frustration of every other little thing get to her . . . in, out . . . in, out. When Miss Katey returned, Johana Leonie frowned at her with sad eyes.

"Have you Medizin for thinking?" she asked, wishing she could say anything in this stupid language without sounding like she didn't know what she was talking about. Unfortunately, is there anything you can prescribe to help with mental health problems or mental/emotional fogs with psychosomatic side effects hadn't been in her beginning English textbook.

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Katey Willow

May 22, 2020 5:21 AM

I'm glad we're on the same page(?) by Katey Willow

Oh, water! Yeah, that made sense. Katey supposed with context she should have been able to guess that, but admittedly, she was a bit blind-sided by the language barrier. But she hardly minded a little challenge, so it was all fine.

She fumbled around in the back for a moment to find a vial of Pepper Up Potion that seemed like the right size dosage for a girl of Johana’s size. Making a mental note to label inventory spaces more thoroughly later, she grabbed her chosen potion and an empty glass, which she filled with water from the sink, and returned to the main area where her patient awaited.

Katey sat both containers on the table next to Johana’s and stood up straight, considering the question posed to her. Another language barrier translation, she was sure. Medicine for… thinking? “Like, mental health?” the medic inquired. “I’m not qualified to give that kind of help, but we could definitely work something out, if that’s something you’re interested in.” She knew Sonora had a counselor, but as far as she could tell, that was more in terms of academic counseling - he probably wasn’t especially qualified to administer mental health assistance, although maybe a bit more than she herself was. It was a good place to start, at least. “I can look into it.”

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Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

May 22, 2020 1:32 PM

Different books though. by Johana Leonie Zauberhexen

CW: Homophobia and transphobia

Why did people use such big words and talk so fast? They almost always clarified Johana Leonie's English with bigger, fancier English and Johana Leonie had no way to know whether or not that was what she meant, since she didn't have the vocabulary to say such things herself. She understood the last phrase, which was great, but she wasn't exactly sure what it was that Miss Katey was going to be looking into.

She waved a hand, trying to stimulate some sort of cognitive processing to actually move forward.
She wasn't sure whether she was supposed to take the potion that the nurse had brought back, or whether she'd be sent up to her room first, and didn't want to do anything wrong. Johana Leonie herself hoped to do basically what this woman was doing someday, and it would be nice if she didn't burn bridges now. "Not for me," she began slowly. Being both clear and vague in a language she didn't have a great grasp on was a lot more difficult than she expected. "A person make bad thinking. Think wrong of them. Think . . . uh. . . " She looked around, hoping to find something that would help her explain. She lifted her own skirts, paused to sneeze, and showed them to the nurse. "I am girl. Aber... a boy has skirt. Think wrong of him." She frowned. "Is he sick?"

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Katey Willow

May 27, 2020 3:09 PM

Well, I tried. by Katey Willow

As a general trend, medical professionals tended to be paid relatively well, even the young and inexperienced ones like Katey. Doctors and Healers were highly valuable and important, and their pay reflected this. Being a school’s retained medical professional was a bit less prestigious than a hospital might be, but combined with not having to pay rent or utilities, Katey was making pretty good money.

But this? This was above her pay grade.

She hadn’t expected to deal with this type of topic, let alone on her very first day, but, hey, here she was. And especially with a girl who didn’t seem to have the strongest grasp on the English language. This was going to be difficult, to say the least.

“Not necessarily,” Katey answered slowly. “He may just feel… like maybe he is a girl inside. Or maybe he just likes skirts. You wear pants sometimes, right? Is this another student? If so, he is welcome to come talk to me. We can have him see somebody to talk to about that stuff if he wants to, but not because there’s something wrong with that. Just because sometimes… sometimes those feelings are difficult and come with sad feelings that they need to talk about. It isn’t a symptom of something bad, just… just sometimes they go together, if that makes sense.” Katey bit her lip. Hopefully she hadn’t just made things worse for this person Johana knew.

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