Date: February 18, 2005
Character(s): Kenneth Towler, Cedric Diggory, Andromeda Tonks
Location: Kenneth Towler's Clinic
Status: Private
Summary: Kenneth Towler treats Cedric Diggory's concussion.
Completion: Complete
Kenneth apparated with Cedric into one of the clinic's small patient rooms, knowing it was best if he didn't move his patient around too
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It also hurt viciously as his body convulsed to rid his stomach of what was in it, as if someone had thrust a red-hot poker through his eyesocket. He roared with the pain, then nearly choked on his own spew and coughing was, if possible, even worse. When it was over he was lying on his side and whispered, "Oh, God -- just kill me now please."
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He just ... was. As the two of them had been in the same year, if not the same house, they'd shared a few classes, but Cedric really didn't know him beyond that. His memory of school was sometimes spotty in any case, although he did remember the Weasley twins hadn't much liked Towler, or at least they'd got a kick out of giving him a hard time. Cedric could also remember being friendly to Towler a few times but if Towler's reactions had never been deliberately rude, Cedric also hadn't interested him. Cedric had never really quite puzzled out the other boy. Man, now.
He took the water and raised up on his elbow enough to sip it slowly, as instructed. He also used it to rinse around his mouth and get rid of the awful taste. Then he handed back the glass. "Thank you. And what do you need me to do?"
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"You're welcome," he replied as he took back the glass. "That'll do as a starter. We don't need you dehydrating."
Raising his wand, Kenneth cast a very complete diagnostic spell and was happy to note that his patient's concussion, while serious, wasn't diastrous. His patient, he noted did have some old brain damage, no doubt related to his injuries from the past. An intrigued Kenneth made a note to ask about that once he got past the items relevant to Diggory's current injury.
"What hurts, would probably be a good place to start," Kenneth said after a moment as he rechecked his patient's eyes. Diagnostic spells weren't always 100% effective and a patient's input was unfortunately often required to get everything correct. "Aside from the obvious headache, and the wrist. I'll fix the latter as soon as I'm sure the treatment won't cause problems
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"My stomach feels nauseous -- which is rather self-evident. I think I pulled something when I vomited too." It had been a sudden jerk. "My shoulder hurts. The wrist -- you noted that. That whole hand really, but I suspect it's the wrist. Otherwise, I think it's bumps and bruises. My chest hurts, left side. And my left shin. The left side of my cheek -- is that cut? Maybe I fell that direction?"
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Kenneth wasn't too surprised by the lack of memory--common enough in a concussion--but his patient's prior history (as little as he knew of it) made him wary. Kenneth hated surprises. Especially ones that could end up harming his patients. Once someone suffered a head injury, they became far more susceptible to negative side effects on the next go-round.
"Have you ever suffered any memory lapses before?" he asked casually as he continued to clean out Diggory's cuts.
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He'd seen it happen more than enough, and it was never pretty. But that was not something he cared to discuss with his patient.
"However, I was speaking of memory lapses since then," he said as he carefully surveyed his medical handiwork. "You have quite a bit of scar tissue wandering about that brain of yours and concussions can be tricky affairs. I need to figure out what the concussion caused versus what was there to begin with."
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He had to think about the other, how to explain it. "I wouldn't say when my memory scrambles I have memory loss. More that I can't concentrate on anything? If I push it ... well, it doesn't give me a panic attack, but something sort of like it. My heart rate goes way up and I have to make myself not hyperventilate. If I close my eyes and can block out some of it, I'm all right. But I know what's happening. I mean, I don't forget it. I just may not be able to process everything that's happening."
He was starting to feel a bit sleepy. Maybe even more than a bit. His eyelids were drooping.
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But really, he was just too sleepy at the moment to worry much about anything. "Is this normal? I just suddenly ... can't keep my eyes open. Is something bad happening?"
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That seemed to satisfy his patient and Kenneth watched as Diggory finally yielded to his exhaustion. Once he was satisfied that Diggory was sleeping easily, Kenneth rose from his chair, extinguished the light in the room, and headed for his office.
Sitting at his desk, he immediately sent an owl to Andromeda Tonks, asking if she could be so kind as to come in on the weekend in light of the current emergency. Noting Diggory's rather unique medical history, Kenneth wanted to be prepared if something went wrong.
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