Home Sweet Happy F***ing Home
-Even in her element she's unsettled and off-balance. Putting her in her element's isotope (to use a chemistry term she despises) makes her crazy.
She's struggling through the moments and the paperwork, proving that profanity is indeed a doctor's favorite language. Dr. White is on her side this time, showing how dire the hospital politics are.
"Ernie, no one's allowed in the operating room unless they have express-"
"She's his fucking psychiatrist, she has express goddamn permission, and you have a fucking god complex, Browning. Let the woman do her job."
Dr. White's best bad moods make her smile.
Tom's in a paper hospital outfit, sitting in the operating room, nervous as hell - she doesn't blame him, and she admits to feeling a bit guilty for bringing Rosie here so early, just to run off and medicate one of her more troublesomes schizos.
"Make sure he doesn't burn the fucking gown off, you little shit." She sneers at Browning. "And make sure he's deep under. I don't want another eight months of psychotherapy for this one."
"You can trust me on that." Browning is good at disdain. She was certain they'd be back to good terms once they weren't bickering over operating policies.-
(( Sorry for the late post, drove all over town looking for art supplies and got nothing but pizza. ))
She's struggling through the moments and the paperwork, proving that profanity is indeed a doctor's favorite language. Dr. White is on her side this time, showing how dire the hospital politics are.
"Ernie, no one's allowed in the operating room unless they have express-"
"She's his fucking psychiatrist, she has express goddamn permission, and you have a fucking god complex, Browning. Let the woman do her job."
Dr. White's best bad moods make her smile.
Tom's in a paper hospital outfit, sitting in the operating room, nervous as hell - she doesn't blame him, and she admits to feeling a bit guilty for bringing Rosie here so early, just to run off and medicate one of her more troublesomes schizos.
"Make sure he doesn't burn the fucking gown off, you little shit." She sneers at Browning. "And make sure he's deep under. I don't want another eight months of psychotherapy for this one."
"You can trust me on that." Browning is good at disdain. She was certain they'd be back to good terms once they weren't bickering over operating policies.-
(( Sorry for the late post, drove all over town looking for art supplies and got nothing but pizza. ))