#emergency room

[cannibalgh0st]

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[roxygen22]

Chart

Summary: Timothée Chalamet x female reader. Timothée gets a call that you were in an accident. Happy ending!

C/W: car accident, injury (not too graphic), hospital setting, pregnancy

A/N: not my best work, but I've been sitting on this for weeks and finally made enough progress that I was comfortable posting.

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"Your wife has been in a car accident. She is stable but unconscious."

The words kept running through his head as he drove like a maniac to the hospital. Barely keeping it together, he ran up to the emergency room registration desk.

"I got a call. My wife is here. She was in an accident. What room is she in?" he stuttered through panting breaths.

"What is her name?" the receptionist responded calmly.

"[Y/N] Chalamet."

"She's in room 302 in the trauma wing."

The blood drained from his face as the word "trauma" sank in. With the help of some staff, he finally found your room. He froze as soon as the door opened. You had a huge cut on your forehead and a c-collar around your neck. You were hooked up to IV fluids in one arm, and a blood pressure cuff surrounded the other. Aside from the beeping of the monitor, your room was silent.

As he closed in on your bed, he saw more damage. There were airbag burns on both of your wrists. One of your legs was uncovered to allow the deep gash on your left shin a chance to breathe. He gently took your hand in his and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles. "Oh, [y/n]." That's all he could muster before breaking down into a puddle of tears.

After a few minutes, he heard the door open and looked up. The nurse came in to check your IV. "Oh good, I'm glad someone could get here quickly to be with her. Are you Timothée?" she asked.

"Yes. Can you tell me how she is doing? She's so...still."

"Sure." She pulled up your chart on the computer. "She was brought in about an hour ago. The police said a drunk driver ran a red light and t-boned the passenger side. EMTs said she was unconscious at the scene."

Timothée shuddered and placed his hand over his mouth.

"Her EEG showed normal neural activity, and her pupils were reactive, so no signs of a brain bleed. The doctor ordered x-rays of her neck and leg and CT scan of her chest, but since she's pregnant, we will take precautions to shield..."

"Wait, what did you say?"

"She's...oh, you didn't know. Oh my. We had to run bloodwork, which includes an HCG test. Her levels were indicative of early pregnancy. We did an ultrasound of her abdomen when she first got here to check for internal bleeding. The baby seemed unharmed. It is very early but there was a strong heartbeat. We printed this." She handed Timothée a black and white picture on slick paper.

"A baby?" was all he could mutter as he looked back at you. "How long will it take for her to wake up?"

"It could be any minute now, or it could take hours. Sometimes, the brain just needs to rest." She squeezed Timothée's arm reassuringly. "I'll be back once it's time to take her to CT. If you need anything, the nurse's station is just across the hall."

Once the door closed behind the nurse, Timothée looked down at the small picture in his hand. There was an arrow pointing from the word "baby" to a dark, bean shaped spot inside of a larger gray oval. The two of you had decided last year to start trying to get pregnant, or at least not prevent it. And to think he could have lost both of you in the blink of an eye before he even knew. Likely before you even knew. You were terrible at keeping secrets, especially one that big.

"Please wake up, my love." He clasped your hand between both of his and leaned his forehead against them. Silent sobs wracked his body. After a few minutes, he felt your hand twitch. He shot up from his slouched position to stare at your face. Your eyelids twitched as you slowly regained consciousness.

"What's go- Timmy?" you asked groggily.

"Hey," he grinned and loosened one hand to smooth your hair down. "[sniffle] hey there, love, I'm here. I'm here." You looked at his teary eyes and red, puffy face in confusion.

"What happened? Why am I-?" You started to move to sit up, but soreness and the c-collar kept you from doing much. You looked down at the IV in your arm and back up at him, frightened and disoriented.

"Hey, shh. Don't move around too much. You were in an accident. A drunk driver ran a red light. They need to do some more scans just to be sure, but so far everything shows you're going to be alright. Probably sore for a bit, but nothing broken or bleeding."

You leaned your head back against the pillow to look at the ceiling and take it all in. After a few moments of silence, you said, "I'm guessing my car is totaled." You loved your little red sports car. It was your first big "adult" purchase after you graduated from college years ago.

"Probably. I came straight here, so I haven't seen it. But...," Timothée paused. "Maybe this time we should look for one with four doors?"

You pulled your head back up to shoot him a puzzled look. He smiled and handed you the ultrasound printout.

"An ultrasound? Is- is this mine?!" you squeaked.

"You know I can't keep a secret to save my life," you replied with a laugh. "We're going to have a baby?!" Then you felt yourself go pale, remembering what brought you here in the first place. You placed your hand on your stomach. "Is it okay?"

He laughed and cried simultaneously. "I guess that answers whether or not you knew."

"The nurse said there was a strong heartbeat." Timothée placed his hand over yours. "We're going to have a baby, [y/n]." He nuzzled your cheek with his nose. "I'm so glad you both are alright."

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Bonus chapter

Masterlist

#timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #timothée chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet fanfiction #timothee chalamet x you #timothee fanfic #timothee x reader #timothée chalamet imagine #pregnancy #in love #established relationship #hurt/comfort #hurt fic #car accident #hospital #emergency room #female reader #reader insert #timothée chalamet x you

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Alberta's emergency rooms have faced an influx of people suffering due to the cold. The province plunged into a deep freeze last week, prompting extreme cold weather alerts and pushing the power grid to the limit.  And while the worst of it is over, many communities are still grappling with chilly temperatures. According to Environment and Climate Change Canada, it was –32 C in Grande Prairie and –29 C in Medicine Hat early Friday.

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#cdnpoli #canada #canadian politics #canadian news #alberta #frostbite #emergency room

[aragarna]

Ewan McGregor as Duncan in E.R. (3x15 The Long Way Around)

requested by @theancientvaleofsoulmaking :)

#ER #E.R. #ewan mcgregor #that adorable scottish boy with a terrible haircut #that's one dangerous rabbit hole I've been sent to #I have now acquired 5 seasons of ER... #my gifs #emergency room #nbc er #er rewatch

[inthedarktrees]

Accident ...death by burning

Los Angeles Examiner, January 23, 1952

#1950s #50s #los angeles #vintage #photojournalism #nurse #old los angeles #hospital #stuffed animal #emergency room #los angeles examiner #black and white #photography #photo restoration #usc libraries special collections #exm-n-9456-102~3 #uc11712484

[whumpetywhump]

Kam Pood Tee Hai Pai - Ep. 1

Requested by @applesakura

#kam pood tee hai pai #thai drama #hospital #neck brace #oxygen mask #unconscious #emergency room #cardiac arrest #cpr #defibrillation #blurred vision #golf pichaya #gypsy keetari #whump #thai whump #asian whump

[brokenfoxproductions]

I went to the ER yesterday because I was having chest pains and extremely severe lower back pain that was affecting my ability to walk. I have a pre-existing spinal cord injury and I aggravated it during a seizure Monday, but I kept going about my normal activities until I picked up my daughter and felt like I was being shot in the spine and that my legs and feet were being pelted with broken glass.

My heart rate was extremely erratic and low and the nurse was running in concerned every few minutes because of the alarms going off. He said that my pre-existing bradycardia and arrhythmia didn't explain what was happened and that he would tell the doctor.

The doctor eventually came in, didn't acknowledge my chest pain and shoved his finger in my pre-existing spinal cord injury, causing me to collapse forward screaming and sobbing. My partner said that my entire back flushed bright red when this happened and he had to answer questions for me for the rest of the time the doctor was there.

The doctor sent me home with no imaging, no pain relief, nothing but the statement "I'm not giving you narcotics." I expressed my frustration and that I was more worried about walking than I was the pain, and they understood but by that point I didn't want to wait for a different doctor who would listen to me and the nurses. I wanted to go home.

And I realized when I woke up this morning that I strained myself so much trying to move that I ended up causing a hernia in my abdomen again. I already knew that my umbilical hernia repair was coming undone over the past few months but now I have a spot under my left rib cage that bulges out and hurts whenever I cough or move.

Also I checked my blood work today after everything. High white blood cells. High platelets. Low MPV. Extreme bradycardia. Irregular and erratic heart rate between 30 and 45 bpm with spikes up to 110 bpm when he touched my back. All of that, plus the fact that my body flushed with the pain, are proof that this is a physical problem that my body is trying to fight and react to. I just wish physicians would listen rather than assume I'm drug seeking.

Edit to clarify: most of the nurses were listening to me and advocating for me but the physician wouldn't listen so there was nothing they could really do but remind me that I could come back if it got worse and help me get a wheelchair out. It freaking sucked. Also, it's now the next day and I can kinda shuffle short distances without help but even walking short distances with my cane is hell. I also realized that I now have a lot of abdominal pain and I think I have a new hernia from straining to move.

I have a doctor's appointment in a few days.

#chronic illness #chronic pain #seizure #seizures #seizure disorder #spinal cord injury #disability #emergency room #ehlers danlos #ehlers danlos syndrome #invisible illness #invisible disability

[crimsonsapphic]

Emergency Rooms and Accessibility

It baffles me how little the average doctor/nurse knows about migraines. I referred to the ER by a doctor, and I explained to the people in the ER that I needed a quiet space to wait because I was having a migraine. I said that even a utility closet would work. They asked me to rate my pain from 1-10 (if you've had migraines, this idea is kind of ridiculous, it would be like if I asked you to rate the pain of your wound to determine if I should start rubbing salt in it). I was ignored by one nurse, and the other nurse told me I had to sit down. I was in no position to argue, so I ran out of the room crying and curled up in a quiet corner outside.

Security guards came to get me, not because I was ready to be seen, but because I had an appointment. I explained I had the migraines (I was having a panic attack at this point), but they didn't seem to want to listen. I explained that I could wait in a utility closet, the bathroom, or they could even give me earplugs (apparently this hospital had no earplugs), or I could wait outside and they could come get me when that's needed.

They only listened when I said that I "have a disibillty, is there any way I could have accommodations." I guess that didn't matter before, I had said I had chronic migraines, but apparently pain only matters if i'm able to articulate that the pain is due to a disability. Even then, I was given a half solution, they offered me a quiet room but quickly had to move me out, and got a wheelchair and wheeled me out to the hallway right beside the waiting room, which had an open door

Doctors and nurses take a vow to do no harm, but clearly ensuring that the wheels of their Dromocratic bureaucracy matters more than that oath. If accommodating someones pain in a small way interferes with ones role, or the order of operations, then doing harm is okay, apparently.

#migraines #chronic disability #what if we took ibuprofen together and we were both girls #fuck doctors #emergency room #accessibility #disability

[defleftist]

Last week I had to go to the ER due to an unfortunate run in with a bat and worries about potential exposure to rabies. This trip to the ER was a fascinating anthropological study of human behavior while under stress. Maybe the most noteworthy thing I noticed was a man sat near me in the waiting room who brought with him a book called Classical Christianity. He read the book briefly before casting it aside to watch videos on his phone. After an hour or so of waiting (it was a very busy night in the ER we all had to wait a long time) he jumped up, book in tow, and went up to the front desk where he proceeded to yell and flip off the front desk worker before storming out of the ER in a huff. Just saying, that didn’t seem like very classical Christian behavior my dude. But hey, I’m just a godless heathen who would never dare to treat overworked and underpaid healthcare workers like that.

#classical Christianity #Christianity #er #emergency room #hospital #rabies #bat #religion #human behavior #stress #atheist #atheism #godless #good without god #leftblr #medicine #emergency department #leftist #communist #socialist #communism #socialism

[foundfamilywhump]

Grey's Anatomy Whump Gif Series | 13x12 | Owen Hunt calms a panicking patient who arrived to the ER tangled in razor wire, cutting himself on the wire in the process.

#grey's anatomy #grey's abc #owen hunt #kevin mckidd #whump #whump gifs #barbed wire #razor wire #blood #hospitals #emergency room #gav gab #gav op #gifset #gav gifs greys

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was a physician's assistant in the ER and drove a "little tikes" plastic ride on car to work. When I finished my shift I went to the employee lot and my child-sized car was being towed by a full size tow truck.

#dream #er #emergency room #work #job

[allthecanadianpolitics]

Quebec's emergency rooms are once again surging over capacity. As the province gets ready to usher in the new year, many Quebecers are coming down with respiratory viruses and heading to the hospital. The numbers have been steadily climbing above 100 per cent every day since Dec. 27, following a four-day period when average occupancy rates dropped below 100 per cent for the first time since Nov. 12. As of Sunday morning, the average stretcher occupancy rate in Montreal was 125 per cent, according to Index Santé. The Royal Victoria Hospital was at 221 per cent, the Montreal General Hospital at 184 per cent and Lasalle Hospital at 180 per cent.

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#cdnpoli #canada #canadian politics #canadian news #hospitals #healthcare #emergency room #covid 19 #flu season #health and wellness

[random-fandom-whump]

Blue Bloods S13E01 (✚) ↳ By Request

#blue bloods #whumpedit #jamie reagan #will estes #shot #hospital #gurney #emergency room #sweaty #danny reagan #worry #protective #brotherly love #bb 13x01 #ep: keeping the faith #requests

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🛁 for baby

Baby pt. 15 - The Rescue

Cw: emeto mention, nonsexual nudity, abandonment, drawing blood in a medical setting, medical treatment, first responders including police

Sirens grew louder as the young mother and Whumpee sat on the bench together. First responders approached carefully.

“Did someone call for help here?”

“Yes, hi,” the woman started, “I brought my child to the park and I found them here, covered in vomit, cold, and I think they’ve been abandoned.”

“Ma’am, I need you to answer some questions while we help them. Could you come this way with me, please?”

Obliging, she looked back at Whumpee. So sad, she thought. I hope their guardians rot in hell for leaving them like this.

The paramedic and officer stepped closer. Whumpee looked up at them. “Do you know where my BiBi and ZaZa are?”

Shifting uncomfortably by this question, they looked at one another in concern.

The paramedic sat on the bench with Whumpee. “Hey there, you look like you could use some help. Can you tell me your name?”

“Oh. BiBi and ZaZa told me it’s Baby, but,” they shifted in excitement of their secret, “I used to have a different name that we don’t use anymore.”

“If you tell me, I can help you.”

“I don’t want to get in trouble with BiBi and ZaZa though, they’ll make me get sleepy. I don’t like it when they make me get sleepy.”

This was much worse than a distress call. Thinking quickly, the paramedic said, “I promise I won’t tell BiBi or ZaZa that you told me.”

Eyes lighting up with relief, Whumpee whispered their true name in the paramedic’s ear. Writing it down and handing it to the officer, the paramedic said “hey are you hungry?”

Whumpee nodded vigorously.

“If you come with me and my friends, we’ll get you all cleaned up and something to eat.”

Whumpee allowed themself to be guided to the ambulance and giggled as their vitals were taken.

The officer rode along and took note of everything Whumpee was saying, who was in blissful ignorance of what had truly occurred to them. Casually answering the questions about what happened when BiBi and ZaZa made them made them “get sleepy” and why they did that and how they knew BiBi and ZaZa in the first place.

“Well they put this stuff in my eyes. It doesn’t hurt but it makes me sleepy and I don’t like it.”

“They only put it in my eyes when I’m being bad.”

“Oh. Well, they weren’t always with me and then, they were.”

In the emergency room, Whumpee met a new friend - an advocate for adults with disabilities.

They were very friendly and sat with Whumpee the whole time, making sure they always had a friend. Whumpee thought this was very nice.

After a preliminary examination, Whumpee was told that the doctors needed to test Whumpee’s blood to make sure it was healthy.

As the nurse pulled out the needle, tears welled in Whumpee’s eyes.

“NOOO NOT AGAIN! PLEASE NOT AGAIN!”

With sadness in their eyes, knowing something terrible happened to their patient, Whumpee was quieted by the advocate and the nurse gently took blood.

Tears ran down Whumpee’s face. “I-I’m SORRY I didn’t, didn’t mean to be b-BAD. PLEASE-HE-HEASE don’t give me any more shots!”

“No, baby, they aren’t punishing you, they’re making sure you’re ok. Sometimes doctors and nurses do things that are uncomfortable to us because that’s how they make sure we’re healthy.” The advocate handed Whumpee a tissue and talked them down from their panic.

A special nurse came in and asked if Whumpee was ever touched in a bad way on their bathing suit area. Everyone took a collective sigh when Whumpee said no. The special nurse wrote that down and left.

A different nurse entered the room. “Let’s get you clean, now,” they said.

All together, Whumpee, the advocate, and the nurse walked down the corridor to a room with a bathtub.

Whumpee pulled their vomit-soaked clothes off as the nurse ran a warm bath. Holding their hands, the nurse and advocate assisted Whumpee into the bathtub.

Sinking into the warm water, Whumpee exhaled deeply. For the first time in about two days, they finally felt warm.

“Can you clean yourself, or do you need some help?”

“Um. BiBi and ZaZa always helped.”

“Do you remember how to clean yourself?”

“I can try.” Whumpee, a little unsure, took a washcloth and wiped the grime off of them. The nurse offered to wash Whumpee’s hair. Whumpee melted into the touch as the nurse’s fingers massaged Whumpee’s scalp with the shampoo.

By the end of the bath, Whumpee was finally starting to feel the exhaustion of sleeping on a bench and withdrawing from the drugs.

They toweled off and were helped into a hospital gown, socks, and adult briefs before walking back to their bay.

As Whumpee fell asleep on their gurney, the advocate, responding officer, and doctor all met outside the curtain.

Sharing notes, they couldn’t help but remember the string of bodies found in the last few years that had stopped for a few months with shockingly similar patterns.

“The others showed symptoms of being well-fed but lost muscle for someone of their age and ability. As if they weren’t allowed to move around as much.”

“That,” interjected another, “shows that they’re being kept hostage and paired with the clothes that we found them in, would suggest that someone- or- some people, are keeping Littles.”

“If we can get them to identify their captors, maybe we can break into the world of abducted Littles. We know there are more out there, but they’re hard to catch.”

The officer ripped open the curtain, invigorated by the new lead only to find a note on the gurney.

‘Thank you for taking care of our Baby.’

#whumpee #whumpblr #whump blog #whump ideas #whump #whump inspiration #whump tropes #whumper #nonsexual nudity #emeto tw #cw emetophobia #emergency room #cw medical #medical examination

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The Sign - Ep. 9

#the sign #thai drama #hospital #unconscious #cpr #intubated #aftermath #emergency room #gurney #comatose #bedside vigil #concern #guilt #crying #babe tanatat #billy patchanon #whump #thai whump #asian whump

[honeycombhank]

Okay, update time!

On the night of the 24th into the early morning of the 25th I was in horrendous pain I woke up my love and we drove to the ER

Well, I no longer have a gallbladder. They had to take out my gallbladder! I was shocked! I did not expect that to be the outcome! But it was and so now i am in recovery at home.. this is so painful! Wow! I have never had surgery before.

Please think good thoughts for me!

#think good thoughts #honeycombhank #healing #hospital #emergency room #surgery #gallbladder #extremely painful #just wow #recovery #healing up now #my love