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Post by SYDNI GRACE MCLAUGHLIN on Feb 7, 2013 10:09:29 GMT -5
WORDS: 509----------------- TAGS: Cameron-------------------- OUTFIT: here
Sydni was on the edge. Here it was, December fifteenth – one week away from the Christmas tree lighting ceremony – and she was making her way into the Hope Regional Hospital. Jude was tied down at the office – so she didn’t really have to worry about him seeing her, and she really wasn’t dressed her usual self. What was the cause of the normally well put together Sydni to well – chillax with her fashion sense and hair? Worry. Stress. Anxiousness. Nervousness. Five days ago, she’d realized she hadn’t gotten her lady cycle (as she called it) for November. She was over a week late. Yes, Sydni – the one person in this world (okay, not really, but you get the point) who was so strict – so careful – about taking her birth control was over a week late for her menstrual cycle. She just about had a heart attack that day – and she ended up leaving the office pretty damned early, claiming she just didn’t feel well. No, she didn’t feel well – but she had to rush to the pharmacy in a small disguise – threatening the teenage boy at the cash register that if he said anything his life would become hell – and then she rushed home to take the test.
What test?
Pregnancy test.
She almost had a panic attack waiting for the result – and as those three minutes felt like forty eight hours – she was in disbelief when “pregnant” popped up on the pregnancy test window screen. How? How could it happen? She took her pill every day at the same time! She never skipped a pill in her life! She was so careful – so careful to make sure nothing happened – yet it did. Still – she hoped it was a false positive – pregnancy tests did that – didn’t they?! After the incident that occurred six years ago – she didn’t want it. She didn’t want to be pregnant – not when things were going so good. She and Jude had only been together for three months – she couldn’t be pregnant. What would he say? What would his father say? How would he react? Still – it wasn’t just Jude’s words and reactions that worried Sydni – would she even fully carry this baby? Was there even a baby?
Now.. she rushed through the hospital, sunglasses still on though she was already inside. She scanned the emergency room to look for her best guy friend – of course, no where in sight. That was good at least – she knew where she could find him if he wasn’t on the floor. She hurriedly made her way to the on call room – where Cameron slept when he worked long shifts on the weekend. She opened the door, and thankfully, he was there sleeping on a cot. She shut the door behind her, locking it for safety purposes.
She crossed her arms, cocking her head to the side as she looked at him. How to wake him.. How to wake him… She finally decided to just yell at him.
“Cameron, get your ass up RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE!!”
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Post by CAMERON AIDEN MATTHEWS on Feb 8, 2013 0:16:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width: 420px; background-color: #A9B1B9; border: 10px #1B2836 solid]it‘s amazing, you save me | tag: sydni | outfit | Notes: lol
Sleep was a beautiful thing. Last night one of the guys putting the light son the tree for the ceremony tonight had fallen. Nothing too serious but since he was contracted by the town he had to be observed for insurance purposes. That was probably the most exciting thing that had happened. What added to his drained state was he did all he could to stay up during the day to spend time with Kylie. And Kylie’s sister, Haven. It was important to Kylie they all got along and Cameron liked Haven well enough. Sure, something about the woman scared the absolute shit out of him but he wouldn’t tell her that. And he hated her fiancée but he wouldn’t-and couldn’t-tell her that. Hence part of his dilemma. Cameron wanted to tell Haven that her fiancée was scum but when Kylie figured out that he didn’t like Clark she asked that no matter the reason to keep it to himself. She didn’t want anything to mess up her getting to know her sister. So Cameron kept his mouth shut, usually sopping something to drink(not always alcoholic) to keep himself preoccupied. Though he was slowly finding out as him and Kylie hung around a few of Haven’s friends no one liked him. That was fantastic.
So Cameron had issues falling asleep. After a long day at work he would wrestle around with what the best decision was to do. Once he did get to sleep-be it at home or work-he enjoyed every moment of it. So when he was awoken, that was not a pleasant thing to have happen. Cameron groaned when he heard the voice of Sydni telling him to wake up. ”No,” he groaned out as he shook his head into the pillow. His hand groped around on the floor for his scrub top which he threw in the general direction of the door and then shifted his body which was face down to get comfortable again. He was getting such good sleep. Cameron didn’t often get great sleep here at the hospital. Even if he wasn’t being called to do something the halls were always really loud. Today they had been fairly calm as everyone was setting up for the tree lighting ceremony. Finally he turned his head so it faced towards the door but didn’t open his eyes. ”What do you want Sydni? I’m tired and I’m dealing with Stowe sister drama. I don’t need your shrill voice being my alarm clock.” The way the two talked to each other was probably not the best way friends should talk to each other but Cameron didn’t care so much. He was a grouch when woken up from a deep sleep. This was him being nice after being awoken. Usually he was a lot snappier, even more so then a woman who was pmsing. That said a lot.
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Post by SYDNI GRACE MCLAUGHLIN on Feb 8, 2013 0:35:26 GMT -5
WORDS: 425----------------- TAGS: Cameron-------------------- OUTFIT: here
“Oh, poor Cam is tired and dealing with Stowe sister drama? REALLY?!” Sydni looked around, searching for the nearest thing to smash against his head – finally, she found a pillow on a different cot. Well, it wasn’t as heavy as Sydni wanted it to be – but, it would do. She took the pillow and hit Cameron with it. Yes, they were best friends. It was a wonder that Jude didn’t get jealous of their friendship – the way the two acted sometimes – but thankfully, Jude was severely confident in her love (as he should be) for him and vice versa.
“Now you listen to me, Cameron Aiden Matthews,” Her voice was stern, and there was fire in her eyes, “You’re gonna wake yourself up – THIS INSTANT – and then you’re gonna get your ass up from that cot – whether you’re tired or not – and you’re going to preform a blood pregnancy test on me as well as an ultrasound. AND IT’S GOING TO BE YOU!! NO ONE ELSE.” Sydni stepped closer to him, squatted down beside him, and gently, however subtlety forcefuly, cupped his face with her hand, “Now, whatever the test and ultrasound reveal – you are NOT to breathe a word of it to anyone, because so help me Cam, I swear on my mother’s grave if you tell ANYONE, and I mean ANYONE the results of either one, I will castrate you so horridly and make your life a living hell for the rest of your life.”
She let go of his face, and stood back up “NOW GET YOUR D*MNED ASS UP RIGHT NOW AND DO IT!! RIGHT NOW!” She turned away from him after she pointed her finger at him. She began taking deep, long breaths to keep her from going into a panic attack – and then it started – the tears. Of course, her tears had always (in the past) broke Cam’s heart. Though, she wasn’t crying because she knew it would make him hurry – no.
“I don’t understand any of this! I’m on the pill – I’ve never missed a day – and here you are just laying around complaining about the drama and I need you.” She started to sob a bit, and she wiped her eyes.
“Cam. I need you to do this – and I need you to be the only one to do this – you’re the only one I can trust – and you’re lucky I didn’t kick your ass.. but please. I need you to do this now”
Yep - Sydni was on the edge of needing to be locked in a psych ward - this, my dear friends is what we call a mental breakdown...
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Post by CAMERON AIDEN MATTHEWS on Feb 8, 2013 16:55:15 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width: 420px; background-color: #A9B1B9; border: 10px #1B2836 solid]it‘s amazing, you save me | tag: sydni | outfit | Notes: lol
Cameron groaned as he let out an exasperated chortle. Oh this wasn’t good. Sydni seemed to be in one of her pissy moods. He hated when she got this way because things usually broke. Well, today she was intent on breaking his back as she beat him. When the pillow made contact with his head he let out, ”Jesus Christ Sydni! What the hell is your issue?!” He buried his face into the pillow as he grunted with each blow of the pillow his hands flailing above him as he tried to get the pillow out of his grasp. If the wrong person walked in right now this might not be good for either of their relationships. Ok, maybe just his. Cameron, Sydni and Jude had sat down long ago and got to know one another. Once Cameron assured Jude several times over he’d never cross a line with Sydni the Winslet said he didn’t care if they hung out. As long as he generally knew they were.
Wait, pregnant?
When she finally got her bony butt off his back he pushed himself up onto his elbows. As soon as his face was unburied, before he could even speak, Sydni’s hand were on his face. It got squashed between her slender fingers and smooth palm which caused his lips to push together in a fish face. As she told him what she wanted him-no demanded him to do-he nodded. Once she released him, he stretched his mouth into an oval shape to stretch it then moved his jaw from side to side. ”Can I just say you and you women need to learn to live with shorter nails.” Cameron scratched at his bare stomach. His t-shirt had been balled up with his scrub top which he had flung at Sydni. He knew Sydni well enough not to say anything until her rant was done so he stretched before retrieving his two tops. Once they had been slipped on he sighed.
If she wasn’t pregnant then there was seriously something else going on. ”Come here Siddy.” Siddy had always been an affectionate nickname for her. Cameorn engulfed her in his muscled arms and patted back her hair. Their relationship was very complicated almost sibling like. Part of it was Cameorn’s tender heart and old school values. He shushed her to try and calm her down. ”Ok you know I’m not pleasant when woken up. I’m sorry I took my ‘drama’ out on you.” His hands moved from her hair to rub at the top half of her back.
”Now as for what’s going on you know I’ll do this for you but you know I have to put a name down for all these files, right? Other then that I won’t tell anyone. One because I’m a doctor and I kind of want to keep my job. And two because you scare me.” He chuckled softly in hopes to ease up her stress slightly. He pulled back and held onto her upper arms and stepped back to look her in the eyes. ”Now let’s go to my office and you tell me when your last period was?” Cameron shuddered. This was not a conversation she wanted to have with Sydni. While they were friends there were certain topics he never approached with her or another woman. That and depending on how early she was they wouldn’t be able to perform a traditional ultrasound. Oh he prayed she was far enough along because that would be awkward. Once he felt good enough to step out into the florescent lighting of the hospital hallways, Cameron opened the door to allow her to step out first while he rubbed at his eyes. He motioned to his right. ”I’ll draw your blood in my office then once we’ve got an answer we’ll find and imaging room. I’ve got water and snacks there. Plus I won’t get in trouble if you ruin things in there.”
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Post by SYDNI GRACE MCLAUGHLIN on Mar 9, 2013 17:08:55 GMT -5
WORDS: 139----------------- TAGS: Cameron-------------------- OUTFIT: here
Sydni calmed down a bit, especially after he called her Siddy. Breathe, just breathe, she kept telling herself over and over again. Cam was her friend - no, understatement - he was her best friend. She knew that he wouldn’t tell a soul anything that would happen… because they were best friends. She was scared, and she was shaken up. After that miscarriage a few years ago - she was a nervous wreck. She had been taking her birth control in this case, however, and so she didn’t quite understand the fact that her home pregnancy test had come back positive. She just didn’t understand it.
“October 28th was the first day of my last period, my cycle length is twenty six days…” Her voice was soft now, and she did her best to keep her cool. “Cam, I just don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t. I’ve been taking birth control - does this mean the baby could be harmed?” She tried to take deeper breaths to calm her down, and instead.. It just made her feel more woozy.
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Post by CAMERON AIDEN MATTHEWS on Mar 10, 2013 17:55:13 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width: 420px; background-color: #A9B1B9; border: 10px #1B2836 solid]it‘s amazing, you save me | tag: sydni | outfit | Notes: lol
Cameron was no OB but that would mean Sydni wasn’t very far at all. Well that would be the world’s most awkward ultrasound to perform. There would be a lot of sheets to cover up her bits. Cameron did not want to see his Siddy’s bits. That was creepy and a whole other issue. Right now she just needed comfort. He could tell the little brunette was freaking right out and he couldn’t blame her at all. Of course he knew about the miscarriage so knew that’s why she was in not such a good mindset.
He rested his chin on the top of her head as he rubbed his hands along her back. He shook it from side to side. ”No it won’t do anything at all. They’re just hormones, not some dangerous chemical. Just might be good to stop taking them.” Cameron laughed in an attempt to break up the tension. When he released Sydni he gathered up the last of his things and led them out into the hall. The walk to his office was short. Technically he shared it with another doctor but they had opposite rotations so it would be private enough for them. ”Get comfortable. I’ll be back.”
Cameron went to the lab and got a needle, some blood vials, iodine and a tournaquit. He grabbed some consent papers and then some snacks-graham crackers, peanut butter, an apple and a bottle of water-before he headed back to his office. He asked for a lab technician to come to his office in fifteen minutes to pick up some blood work and that this was a private and sensitive manner. When he returned her set the carrier for the items on his desk before he looked over at her. ”I brought you some snacks. You have to sign some sort of consent, though. What do you want to do about that?”
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