new clothes (Mi's side)

New clothes

“Good girl, your doing really well just keep taking deep breaths with the oxygen.” Esmee soothed taking the mask from my shaking Hands and pulling the green elastic over the back of my head while gently pushing me Back to relax against the bed which I did uneasily.

“I have new sheets!” Jasper shouted just as lively as before as he practically jumped back in over the fresh hold of the room.

“I also see you are supporting a new face accessory and a low O2 SAT.” He commented still unperturbed dropping the sheets onto Esmee’s empty chair and going over to the equipment behind my head to fiddle with the complicated machinery.

“I’m a nurse, sorry but I noticed the drop in SAT’S and reacted; she was struggling to breath. Sorry I guess it is just a reflex after all of these years.” Esmee said shyly her hand still griped into mine.

“Well that’s cool, I better way make sure I do my job well or you will be going around correcting my mistakes for me, are you specialized?”

“Yeah, paediatrics, I work in the community.”

“Sounds interesting. I love ICU nursing though I could never give it up. Though saying that I could do with seeing a little less of Mi though, some one so young and beautiful shouldn’t be spending so much time in my care.” Jasper commented before flashing me a wink and smiling. In his same ridiculously camp way as he normally did.

“How are you feeling Mi, can you breath a better now? Your O2 Is looking a lot better and your heart rate has come down a lot, just trying to keep us on are toes hay?” Jasper smiled taking the mask back off of my face, putting the two prongs back into my nose before looping the tubing back over my ears.

“I’m better thanks.”

“And there was me thinking that it was going to be quiet night, I was just getting ready for a nap under the nurses desk.” Jasper laughed going around to the front of the bed and grabbing the bowls of sick before once again skipping - if not a little bit more carefully- out of the wards door.

“He is the only person in the world that can get that excited over a night in the ICU and various bowls of vomit.” I said still staring In disbelief at the door.

“He does have a certain flare to him doesn’t he,” Esmee agreed removing her self from my bed and going over to the reclining chair and pulling out a plastic bag that was stuffed down the side of it.

“I went shopping and got you some bits and pieces for your hospital stay; I would imagine that you might be in here for a little while during your recovery and I didn’t think you would want to be wearing a hospital gown for the entire time in here so you have a choice of tinker bell, hello kitty, cute fluffy things, or cookie monster.” Esmee said holding up two sets of pyjamas with a big smile on her face.