The Bedside Mental Meandering
Title: The Bedside Mental Meandering
Fandom/Rating: Sherlock Holmes (RDJ movies), rated G
Word Count: 327 words
Summary: Holmes had much to think about while he waited for Watson to wake up.
Author's Note: Written for watsons_woes JWP#14.
Holmes had seen Watson laid low before, of course. The man had been in horrid health when they first begun their cohabitation at Bakers Street. There had been that incident with the broadaxe and the spurned Earl the following year, the chase that put both of them in the Thames one November, and the whole, horrible Lord Blackwood affair wherein Holmes had been forced to pose as a doctor just to check on the man.
But now, this time, this felt different. Was it because they'd only just been reunited? (No, Holmes had done what needed to be done knowing Watson would understand. Besides, he'd left Watson in Mary's capable hands and even checked in on them from time to time.) Or due to the manner in which Watson had been injured? (No, Watson had been hurt as a result of working one of Holmes' cases numerous times before; this was no different. And while it might have been Sherlock's miscalculations that resulted in the injury- that had happened before as well.) And it was definitely not as a result of the doctor's claiming Watson might never regain consciousness. (Those men obviously did not know what kind of man they were dealing with. A typical man might not recover from such a blow to the head, but Watson was anything but a typical man.)
No, it was not different for any of those reasons. Neither was it a result of the hospital setting, the numerous bandages, or the trickling number of well-wishers as the days passed. It was simply that Holmes didn't know enough about what modern science had learned about brain injuries; that was all. That would be easily corrected by his obtaining and studying numerous journals on the subject. Yes, he would be able to calculate a recovery arc better if he obtained such information.
And Watson would recover, as he always did. Of this, Holmes was sure. He wouldn't have it any other way.
Fandom/Rating: Sherlock Holmes (RDJ movies), rated G
Word Count: 327 words
Summary: Holmes had much to think about while he waited for Watson to wake up.
Author's Note: Written for watsons_woes JWP#14.
Holmes had seen Watson laid low before, of course. The man had been in horrid health when they first begun their cohabitation at Bakers Street. There had been that incident with the broadaxe and the spurned Earl the following year, the chase that put both of them in the Thames one November, and the whole, horrible Lord Blackwood affair wherein Holmes had been forced to pose as a doctor just to check on the man.
But now, this time, this felt different. Was it because they'd only just been reunited? (No, Holmes had done what needed to be done knowing Watson would understand. Besides, he'd left Watson in Mary's capable hands and even checked in on them from time to time.) Or due to the manner in which Watson had been injured? (No, Watson had been hurt as a result of working one of Holmes' cases numerous times before; this was no different. And while it might have been Sherlock's miscalculations that resulted in the injury- that had happened before as well.) And it was definitely not as a result of the doctor's claiming Watson might never regain consciousness. (Those men obviously did not know what kind of man they were dealing with. A typical man might not recover from such a blow to the head, but Watson was anything but a typical man.)
No, it was not different for any of those reasons. Neither was it a result of the hospital setting, the numerous bandages, or the trickling number of well-wishers as the days passed. It was simply that Holmes didn't know enough about what modern science had learned about brain injuries; that was all. That would be easily corrected by his obtaining and studying numerous journals on the subject. Yes, he would be able to calculate a recovery arc better if he obtained such information.
And Watson would recover, as he always did. Of this, Holmes was sure. He wouldn't have it any other way.