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sugaskoookies · 7 years

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I got a bad case of lovin’ you

Taegi Doctor!Au

Pairing: Taegi, side jikook and namjin unrequited!Sope

Fluff and Mild angst

Yoongi and Hoseok are childhood friends who have a small studio together where they produce music and Hobi can choreograph dances. An accident occurred when Hobi kicked Yoongi while dancing sending him tumbling and causing Suga to get a mild concussion. Now tired and in pain Yoongi meets a very charismatic doctor that’s here to help him feel better maybe in more ways than one? With blossoming relationships, odd sex advice and miscommunication between longtime friends Yoongi find’s himself falling for the smooth talking beloved Dr. Kim Taehyung. (I might change the title!!!)

It really was a series of accidents that landed them here. Hoseok was pacing nervously asking Yoongi if he needed anything every few seconds. It wasn’t until Yoongi told him to sit his ass down before he wore a path on the floor.

“I'm sorry...are you still in a lot of pain.” Hoseok examined the growing lump on the back of Yoongi’s head. “Well considering he basically ate shit because you kicked him I wouldn’t doubt it.” Jungkook chimed in lollipop hanging from his lips.

“Shut up! It was an accident I didn’t see him come into the room!” Hoseok defended himself against this brat ass of a child they called their friend.

“Ah! Guys shut the hell up you’re giving me a headache.” Yoongi scolded removing the ice pack from his head to see if there might be any blood before placing it back and and doing his best to feel comfortable. “Sorry yoongi..” Both boys apologized in unison sinking back into their seats. Yoongi in general was scary, but they sure as hell didn’t want to be on the receiving end if the quiet boy decided to just jump their asses. “I really do feel bad Suga.” Hoseok said quietly using the nickname he had given Yoongi when they were kids.

Initially been a little embarrassing but eventually had just stuck. “I know, it was an accident okay. I should have knocked before coming in. I knew you were dancing but I figured you wouldn’t have heard anyhow since the music was so loud.” Sighing Yoongi leaned over resting his aching head on Hoseok’s shoulder.

What had seemed like an eternity the nurse finally called Yoongi back, he motioned for Hobi to follow while Jungkook decided to hang back. The tv in the waiting room had been playing some kdrama and he had gotten really into it. Rolling their eyes they left the younger boy alone and they prayed his ass wouldn’t get into trouble.

Sitting on the uncomfortable bed while the smell of metal and disinfectant was prominent in the air Hoseok squirmed never really a fan of hospitals. The nurse had told them the doctor would be out promptly after she had taken Yoongi’s blood pressure. Disappearing behind the curtain she had been gone for maybe just a little more than ten minutes when the curtain was swished open revealing a very stout looking man. His glasses hanging on the edge of his nose. Clipboard in hand he gave a smile to the two boys. His eyes a nice deep brown that when Yoongi looked into them he felt his whole chest warm up. He hadn’t been a fan of ER’s and Hospitals either but suddenly Suga felt he was in really good hands.

“Hello boys i'm Doctor Kim, Sooo Mr. Min it's says on your chart that you were a bit of an accident and it seems you might have a concussion?” His voice was deep and smooth and was so easy on the ears Yoongi felt he might just be eased into a nice sleep unintentional on the Dr’s part. Eyes looking over the chart Yoongi nodded giving a little noise of confirmation. “Alright, lets take a look at what’s going on here.”

Throwing on the gloves the doctor pushed up his glasses and gently removed the ice back from Yoongi’s head. Feeling around very gently and moving around the locks on blond hair delicate long fingers sending shivers down Yoongi’s back when the doctor examined him. Dr, Kim moving slowly and even softer whenever he heard Suga wince. There was a very obvious bump but also it seemed a small cut.

“Oh! Seems you managed to get a wound here, but nothing that would require stitches.” He said plainfully, a look of guilt washing over Hosoek’s face again. Dr. Kim gave the boy a sympathetic look. “No need to worry about that it really seems fine just maybe a small bandaid and some antiseptic ointment. As for your friend here is feeling over all, it does say you were experiencing some nausea and lightheadedness. Have you thrown up at all or maybe blacked out for a second.”

“No but I did feel I was going to pass out while ago?” Yoongi confirmed. “Alright then has he been slurring his words, been acting groggy? Did you ask him the date, month?” Kim turning his attention to Hobi he confirmed he felt that the other was acting a little out of sorts, but wasn’t sure if that was from a lack of sleep or it really was the head injury.

Nodding listening to Hoseok while he asked Yoongi to follow his finger while shining a light in his eyes. “Well Mr. Min you do seems to be experiencing symptoms of a concussion, I just want to go ahead and run a few tests just be sure we aren’t missing anything. Give me just a minute while I grab my nurse.”

As soon as the doctor left Hobi was grabbing at Yoongi’s hand apologizing over and over, saying he would take him out for lamb skewers whenever he wanted. Accepting Hobi’s million apology he wasn’t going to be angry at his best friend for something he himself could have prevented though he did take him up that offer for lamb.

It came back conclusive that Suga had a mild concussion, Hobi looking like he was about ready to cry. Yoongi ironically was the one consoling him when they got the results. Wheeling him out even after his protests of being put in a wheelchair as if he was suddenly incapable of using his legs. The nurse wheeling him out was a rather pretty boy golden hair and plush lips.

Huffing when he was finally back outside Jungkook had then joined them as soon as he had seen the very soft looking nurse. Apparently the two had already met while Hobi and Suga were in the back. Jimin was his name, he had waved and striked up a small conversation with Jungkook when he had walked out a little girl with a cast. Wondering why the boy was out in the waiting room all alone and had gotten a little worried.

“Okay Min Yoongi you take care of yourself now. Drink lots of water to stay hydrated, get LOTS of rest and limit the time you spend using any screens phones, laptops, tv etcetera. As well as staying home, exerting your body and mind will only worsen your condition and delay your healing.” Holding out a hand for Suga to take to help him up, begrudgingly he took it. Those cool slender fingers wrapping around his hand he felt the breath leave his lungs briefly. Taking a step back he wasn’t sure what came over him. Dr. Kim getting a good grip on him before the other might trip. “Whoa there, how about you sit just a little longer.” He said easing Suga back into the chair. Hobi looking so concerned he told them to sit tight he would bring the car around in just a second.

“I'm fine...” Suga muttered eyes casting down he hated when he was the center of attention. Hobi had been by his side during the tests worrying and fussing about every comment the doctor had made, but Taehyung they had learned his name just before he was wheeled out as Jimin spoke by accident. Not meaning to be informal, of course like he had been all day he cooly waved off the younger man’s worry. It seemed this doctor really had a way with people. All the nurses and staff had been talking kindly of him and the female staff would act very sweetly towards him.

Seeing how he had treated people Yoongi felt not as special as he had when they first started the tests but something about Taehyung’s mannerisms and voice drew him back in and made him feel like he was the only one of importance.

Hoseok pulling up in the car swiftly getting out to open the side door for Yoongi. Taehyung again held out his hand “Let’s try this one more time, huh?” He giggled, this time he took it without reserve feeling that airy laugh though his chest while the electricity rang through his fingers when they touched Tae’s. Fighting back a blush he tried to move as quickly as possible into the car to escape the doctor’s soft gaze. “I will see you back in week now~” Waving cutely to his patient he retreated back into the hospital with Jimin.

They left as Jungkook slipped into the back of the car a shit eating grin stretched onto his lips. About to pull out of the exit of the hospital Hoseok scolded their friend. “Suga almost died and your smiling???” He spoke dramatically, “I didn’t almost di-” “I got a date with that hot nurse!” Jungkook cut Yoongi off, his grin if even possible grew wider.

At this both older boys turned to look at Jungkook in the back. “How?!” They asked in unison, “Full offense, but he seemed way out of your league.” Yoongi said flatly.

His eyes narrowing, Jungkook held his hand to his chest. “I will have you know I simply used my playboy charm and he ate it right up.” “Or he simply felt sorry for your ass.” Hoseok clapped back, him and Yoongi at their friend’s expense.

#taegi #taegi fanfic #jikook #bts #bts fanfic #i literally wrote and posted lol #so if there are any mistakes i apologize #suga #taehyung #suga/v

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cactiem · 7 years

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deep breaths | w.h

Pairing: Will Halstead x Reader (Friend)

Requested: @chicago-halstead

Summary: You have an asthma attack whilst on shift and Will helps you.

GIF Not Mine

It was a stressful day in the ER. You are a medical student at Med and the stress levels are high, more than usual. It has been patient after patient, helping the doctors as well as learning and taking everything in they’ve been teaching you. When you get stressed and anxious your asthma worsens, in hind sight it probably wasn’t the best idea to go into a stressful line of work but you’ve always wanted to become a doctor and you were going to let anything get in the way of that. It didn’t also help that it was summer and there were high levels of pollen which also affected your asthma.

You were stood observing as Dr Halstead was talking to the group about the patient. You were trying to focus on what he was saying but all you could hear was your breathing. It was wheezing, and you were breathless, you were also coughing. This caught Will’s attention, he quickly finished what he was saying to the group and dismissed them. You were walking behind them when he grabbed your arm turning you around to face him. “Is everything okay, Y/N?” He asked.

“Everything… is… fine.” You said in between breaths and forcing a smile.

“I’d believe you if you weren’t struggling to breath right now.” He pointed out. “Come on, why don’t you take a seat.” Will lead you to a chair and sat you down. “Where’s your inhaler?”

“It… ran… out… I’ve been… meaning to… get a… new one… but it… has been… one thing… after another.” You sighed.

“I’m going to put you on some oxygen, okay?” He put a mask over you which helped you breath better. “Deep breaths.” After a few minutes you began breathing much better. The wheezing has gone, the coughing as been reduced, the breathlessness has gone, and so has the tightness in your chest. “How are you feeling? Better?”

“Much. Thank you.” You replied.

“My advice is make sure you have an inhaler with you at all times. Also, don’t leave getting help to the last minute. Ask for it straight away when you get the symptoms. I would hate it if you came through those doors unconscious because you had an asthma attack and didn’t ask for help in time.” Will told you.

“Duly noted.” You gave him a salute and he laughed.

“Go home and get some rest.” He instructed. Before you had a chance to object Will added. “Work will still be here tomorrow.” You gave in begrudgingly and went home. After that day Will will always make sure you have taken your inhaler and always asked if you were okay. At first you hated it but after a while you began to take solace in how much he cared.

A/N: I’m not fully familiar with what happens during an asthma attack as I don’t have asthma but I know someone who does have it and I researched it. Sorry if anything is incorrect.

#will halstead imagine #will halstead x reader #will halstead #chicago med imagine #chicago med #chicago fire #chicago pd #chicago justice #one chicago

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seniorbrief · 6 years

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Meet the 28-Year-Old Who’s Already Beaten Cancer 4 Times

Jen BabakhanNov 01

Imagine having four separate battles with cancer by the time you’re 28. Now imagine learning that you have an incredibly rare syndrome that dramatically raises your lifetime cancer risk. Lauren Marler’s story is about overwhelming strength, the power of family support, and, yes, humor.

Courtesy Gini Reed, MD Anderson Cancer Center

When Lauren Marler began having disturbing symptoms at the age of 15, she somehow knew it was cancer. After the Midland, Texas, teenager did some of her own research, she realized that she was right. But that was just the beginning of her horrific cancer odyssey. Marler’s doctors discovered that what she had was truly unlucky—but she’s still here to tell her tale.

In 2005, Marler noticed blood in her stool; she was mortified and too embarrassed to tell anyone. For two years she kept silent until her symptoms worsened. “I looked up my symptoms and knew I had all the signs for colon cancer,” she says. “I freaked out but still couldn’t tell my mom face-to-face, so I wrote her a letter, telling her I knew I had cancer. My mom thought I was overreacting, and even the doctor she took me to said it was constipation.” When her symptoms persisted after a high-fiber diet, doctors performed an endoscopy and colonoscopy and confirmed what Marler had known all along: At 17, she had full-blown colon cancer. Learn the 6 silent signs of colon cancer you might be missing.

“When I woke up, my mom looked like she had just seen a ghost. The doctor who performed the tests was crying. She said she had never seen a case as bad as mine, and that I needed to get to the University of Texas MD Anderson Cancer Center immediately,” Marler recalls. There she met with Miguel Rodriguez-Bigas, MD, FACS, FASCRS, who removed Marler’s entire colon and almost all of her rectum—leaving only enough to allow her to retain normal digestive function and to avoid having an ileostomy bag for life.

But just nine months later, the cancer returned. “When my mom told me, I was cleaning my room. I just felt like, ‘You’ve got to be kidding me. I just want to be a normal kid.’” After another surgery, three months of chemotherapy, and radiation, Marler believed that her cancer battles had to be over. Find out the 14 cancer warning signs your doctor should never ignore.

Then, during a routine scan to ensure that she was still in remission five years later, 23-year-old Marler got the call she never thought she’d get again. “I was at work and the doctor called to tell me that the scan showed a spot in my uterus. A biopsy of the polyp revealed it was endometrial cancer, and an aggressive one. We went back to MD Anderson to meet with Pedro T. Ramirez, MD, who recommended a full hysterectomy. “Luckily, that time, the cancer was contained to the polyp, so I didn’t need chemotherapy,” she explains. Read these 21 reasons to feel hopeful about medicine’s progress in fighting cancer.

Puzzled by Marler’s history, Dr. Rodriguez-Bigas recommended that she get genetic testing. The testing revealed the bad news: Marler had an incredibly rare disorder called CMMRD (constitutional mismatch repair deficiency—it had just recently been identified by a researcher in Australia). Dr. Rodriguez-Bigas explained that the disorder predisposes a person to different cancers—the body fails to repair the cell mutations that lead to cancer. Learn about these 37 ways to cut your cancer risk, according to science.

Both of her parents have Lynch syndrome, a mutation in a gene called PMS2 that leaves them highly susceptible to colon, endometrial, and other types of cancer. When Marler inherited two bad copies of the gene, it meant that she was extremely vulnerable to a variety of cancers. There is no treatment for the disorder, only preventive care—primarily regular scans to catch any developing cancers early. Armed with an answer for the grief and suffering she had endured for the past decade of her life, Marler actually felt a sense of relief. “It’s heartbreaking, but at least I have an answer. Less than 100 people in the United States have it, and I’m one of them.”

Three years later, Marler was unable to shake what she thought was a lingering sinus infection. “I just keep coughing—I felt awful. I was nauseated and running a high fever. The ER gave me medication for the nausea and advised me to take Tylenol for the fever.” The next morning, Marler’s mother knew something wasn’t right when Marler refused to go back to the hospital because of the level of pain she felt. Check out these 30 steps you can take to help prevent cancer.

On this trip to the hospital, Marler was admitted and scanned. Doctors found a suspicious spot on a lymph node and Marler was airlifted back to MD Anderson. “I couldn’t believe it was happening again. The biopsy showed that it was lymphoma, one of the hardest types to treat. The doctors told me the treatment was going to be so grueling that I would hate them by the time it was over. They were right.” Marler endured six different types of chemotherapy simultaneously, one of which was delivered through her spinal cord. She was required to be admitted to the hospital every other week for six days. “I was so weak I couldn’t get off of my couch. I lost all of my hair, and I had severe body aches,” she recalls.

Today, at 28, Marler is once again in remission—something she definitely doesn’t take for granted. She credits her family for her ability to endure her repeated battles with a smile. She says, “I laugh a lot. That’s one thing my family does really well—we can find the humor in any situation. I’ve always found a way to laugh. I do worry about what’s next, but I can’t let it consume me. I’ve learned to live with it.” Be inspired by these quotes from 34 other cancer survivors.

Marler has some advice to others who might be young and too embarrassed to seek help for uncomfortable symptoms: “Find a way to get the help you need—you have to tell someone. Even if it’s writing a letter like I did, find someone you’re comfortable with that you can tell. If I had waited longer, I would have died in my 20s. Find a way to get help.” Now read about 50 cancer myths you need to stop believing.

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