lady0fdarkness
Professional Lakorn Watcher
ACT 7
-Orthopaedic clinic
Hold still, Son! If you don't hold still, I may accidentally cut you, Dr. Charley warned Sinthorn. Dr. Charley then continued to carefully cut open Sinthorn's cast. He wanted X-ray Sinthorn's leg and possibly put him in a leg brace, instead of an oversized cast.
Sinthorn - What's happening doctor? Can I walk on my own yet??!
Dr. Charley - Well, I've got to see the X-rays first. Just a moment, hold still, the cast is almost off.
Ughhh....Doctor, please make me better! I don't want to sit in that student wheelchair anymore, Sinthorn whined.
Mrs. Tanagarn then gave her son a quick pinch on the arms, reminding him not to be rude to the doctor.
Sinthorn - Owwwee, Mae! Why'd you do that for??
Mrs. Tanagarn - That's for being rude. Now, be a big boy and take it in. Let the doctor do his job.
When the doctor finally got the entire cast off, Sinthorn felt so good as his skin was able to get some air. He then started scratching himself vigurously, ignoring what the doctor was saying.
Mrs. Tanagarn - Son! Dr. Charley is speaking to you.
Sinthorn - Oh.. hehe, sorry doctor.
Doctor - Okay, as I was saying. I'm going to have a technician come in here and X-ray your femur. Once I see, how the bone is healing and adjusting to the rods and pins, I may be able to put you in a leg brace, instead of a cast. And with the leg brace, you'll have more mobility, where you may start using crutches. Sounds good?
Sinthorn - When can I drive, Doctor??! Will my leg be fully healed six months from now, just in time for the senior prom??!
Doctor - Well, let me get your X-ray going, and I'll probably have an idea of how long it'll be, before you can get back into your normal life again okay? But again, you are still young and your bones tend to heal quicker than older patients. So, I'll be right back, let me get an X-Ray tech for ya.
When the doctor left the room, Sinthorn laid back down on the examining table and started to whine like a little boy again.
Sinthorn - Ughh, Mae.. I hate this! He never gives me a definite answer. Always leaving me hanging.
Mrs. T - Sin, it's not up to him okay? It's up to you and your leg. If you would just stop being so negative and whining all the time and focus more on getting better, than I'm pretty sure you'll heal in no time.
X-ray June - Hello! Hello! Goodmorning guys! How are you? Hmm. let's see...I'm here for Sinthorn??
Mrs. T - Goodmorning, we're doing very good. Thank you.
Why are you so goddamn happy, you asshole, Sinthorn thought inside himself, laid back and allowed the technician to do his job.
After a few minutes of waiting, the doctor then came back into the examining room with the x-ray results and answers to Sinthorn's questions.
Dr. Charley - Okay guys. I've got good news!
Mr. T - Yes, doctor. We're all ears!
Dr. Charley - Just as expected, Sinthorn's lucky to have a clean break; that means he didn't have much of a tear where fragments of his bones weren't scraped into pieces. So with that being said, the broken bones were able to start reattaching themselves together with the help of the rods and pins. So today, I'm going to put you in a leg brace and order some crutches for you.
The doctor then fitted his leg for the braces, and within thirty minutes, Do Charley returned with Anouat's braces. He then put the brace on his leg and gave them instructions on how to care for it and operate it.
Sinthorn - So when can I drive again?! And.. and when will I be free of braces, crutches, and whatever??
Dr. Charley - If you eat well and take care of yourself, the brace should come off in eight weeks.
Sinthorn - Eight weeks?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ughhhhhhhhh....... that's, that's two months!!
Dr. Charley chuckled.
Dr. Charley - Consider yourself, lucky young man. Some people who break their femur needed a whole year. But since you're healthy and young, and you had a clean break, you're healing pretty quick. Anyhow, I'm going to have a nurse write up the crutches and your appointment in four weeks okay? Any more questions?
Mrs. T - No Doctor. Thank you so much.
Dr. Charley - Well, see you guys in four weeks.
-Tavahn high school
The weather in Khun Kaen still hasn't changed. The clouds were still lingering around, only giving a few drops of rain here and there. The wind, however started to pick up; blowing it's misery through out the town.
Salana was surprised to see Sinthorn walking as he got out the car. She was now unsure if she was still required to meet him in the mornings. She walked over to Mrs. T and to a sun glasses wearing Sinthorn, awkwardly trying to hold on to his backpack as he adjusted his crutches.
Mrs. T - Oh there you are, sweetie. Thanks for always being on time.
Salana smiled shyly as she tried not to glance at Sinthorn, fearing that he may think she enjoys looking at him; because deep down, she enjoyed every minute of his company, even if his arrogance got a hold of him.
Salana - Uhmm... Mrs. Tanagarn, am I still required to stay in this program since, uhh..
Sinthorn - Since I could walk now?
Salana - Yes... I mean, I-
Sinthorn - Haha, you just can't wait to rid yourself of me huh?
Eventhough he was joking about it, a part of him didn't want her to leave the program yet. He kind of liked having her around; holding his books in her bag, taking him to class, getting lunch for him, and he realized that he just feels good seeing her everyday, nervously waiting for him next to the bench. He felt good, feeling her hair as they sit in Mrs. Derna's class. He felt good, knowing that she's right there in the back of him, listening to every complaints he had. He wasn't sure if he wanted her around for her servatude or because he actually enjoyed her. But whatever it is, he didn't want her to go yet.
The thought of not having her around anymore got him bothered, so out of no where he purposely dropped his bag , sun glasses, and crutches, and pretended to be helpless.
Sinthorn - Ughh.. it's so hard! These crutches are so heavy, and this bag.. Urghhh. It's so bothersome. I can't seem to get it on my back.
Mrs. Tanagarn looked at her son and realized he may still need Salana's help.
Mrs. T - Well, Salana... if you don't mind. Could you stick around a little longer, at least another month or so?
Salana said yes so quick, she then felt a little embarrassed hoping that she didn't sound so desperate. Sinthorn then had a huge smile on his face, which he dropped quickly, not wanting his Mother nor Salana to see that he's happy to hear that she'll be around him.
Mrs. T - Sin... remember what the doctor said?? Make sure you follow his orders if you want to heal quicker okay?
Sinthorn - Okay, Mae. Bye.
Mrs. T - Salana, thanks again sweetie. If anything, come and get me okay?
Mrs. T walked away to her own class and left the two teenagers alone.
Ahem, Sinthorn cleard his throat.
Salana then picked up his backpack, and eventhough neither of them said a word, they were in tuned with what the other was going to do next. Sinthorn held out his arms, as she put them through the strap of the backpack and wrapped them around his shoulders so the backpack is now on his back. She then picked up the crutches that was in front of him, by his foot. She was now standing about four inches in front him. Their eyes met and their fingers touched as she handed him the crutches. Sinthorn kept his fingers on her as he stared into her brown sad eyes. Their eyes locked as the wind blew at Salana's hair, causing it to show the side of her neck.
That's when Sinthorn's eyes got a glimpse of purple and black marks on the side of her neck; they looked like hand prints. When Salana realized that Sinthorn's eyes was on her neck, she quickly let go of the crutches and swung her head so that the hair will fall back and covered her neck again.
A stunned Sinthorn was speechless, and wondering what that was that he saw.
Salana nervously tried to play it off.
Salana - Uhh..my..my cat, she likes to play a lot. Uhmmm.. I think we're going to be late for Mrs. Derna's class.
Sinthorn didn't know what to think. He tried to picture the marks again; and he swore he saw finger marks on her neck. He then felt a wave of worry for her. Whoever or whatever put those marks on her, has got to be a mean person to have left such a bruising mark like that.
He then didn't want her to feel embarassed, so he acted normal as if he never saw it. Sinthorn then slowly walked forward, as Salana walked slightly behind and next to him. As they walked to Mrs. Derna's class, both of them had the same thing in mind; the finger marks. She's worried that he saw them, and he's worried that someone's hurting her.
*ACT 8 will be up soon*
-Orthopaedic clinic
Hold still, Son! If you don't hold still, I may accidentally cut you, Dr. Charley warned Sinthorn. Dr. Charley then continued to carefully cut open Sinthorn's cast. He wanted X-ray Sinthorn's leg and possibly put him in a leg brace, instead of an oversized cast.
Sinthorn - What's happening doctor? Can I walk on my own yet??!
Dr. Charley - Well, I've got to see the X-rays first. Just a moment, hold still, the cast is almost off.
Ughhh....Doctor, please make me better! I don't want to sit in that student wheelchair anymore, Sinthorn whined.
Mrs. Tanagarn then gave her son a quick pinch on the arms, reminding him not to be rude to the doctor.
Sinthorn - Owwwee, Mae! Why'd you do that for??
Mrs. Tanagarn - That's for being rude. Now, be a big boy and take it in. Let the doctor do his job.
When the doctor finally got the entire cast off, Sinthorn felt so good as his skin was able to get some air. He then started scratching himself vigurously, ignoring what the doctor was saying.
Mrs. Tanagarn - Son! Dr. Charley is speaking to you.
Sinthorn - Oh.. hehe, sorry doctor.
Doctor - Okay, as I was saying. I'm going to have a technician come in here and X-ray your femur. Once I see, how the bone is healing and adjusting to the rods and pins, I may be able to put you in a leg brace, instead of a cast. And with the leg brace, you'll have more mobility, where you may start using crutches. Sounds good?
Sinthorn - When can I drive, Doctor??! Will my leg be fully healed six months from now, just in time for the senior prom??!
Doctor - Well, let me get your X-ray going, and I'll probably have an idea of how long it'll be, before you can get back into your normal life again okay? But again, you are still young and your bones tend to heal quicker than older patients. So, I'll be right back, let me get an X-Ray tech for ya.
When the doctor left the room, Sinthorn laid back down on the examining table and started to whine like a little boy again.
Sinthorn - Ughh, Mae.. I hate this! He never gives me a definite answer. Always leaving me hanging.
Mrs. T - Sin, it's not up to him okay? It's up to you and your leg. If you would just stop being so negative and whining all the time and focus more on getting better, than I'm pretty sure you'll heal in no time.
X-ray June - Hello! Hello! Goodmorning guys! How are you? Hmm. let's see...I'm here for Sinthorn??
Mrs. T - Goodmorning, we're doing very good. Thank you.
Why are you so goddamn happy, you asshole, Sinthorn thought inside himself, laid back and allowed the technician to do his job.
After a few minutes of waiting, the doctor then came back into the examining room with the x-ray results and answers to Sinthorn's questions.
Dr. Charley - Okay guys. I've got good news!
Mr. T - Yes, doctor. We're all ears!
Dr. Charley - Just as expected, Sinthorn's lucky to have a clean break; that means he didn't have much of a tear where fragments of his bones weren't scraped into pieces. So with that being said, the broken bones were able to start reattaching themselves together with the help of the rods and pins. So today, I'm going to put you in a leg brace and order some crutches for you.
The doctor then fitted his leg for the braces, and within thirty minutes, Do Charley returned with Anouat's braces. He then put the brace on his leg and gave them instructions on how to care for it and operate it.
Sinthorn - So when can I drive again?! And.. and when will I be free of braces, crutches, and whatever??
Dr. Charley - If you eat well and take care of yourself, the brace should come off in eight weeks.
Sinthorn - Eight weeks?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ughhhhhhhhh....... that's, that's two months!!
Dr. Charley chuckled.
Dr. Charley - Consider yourself, lucky young man. Some people who break their femur needed a whole year. But since you're healthy and young, and you had a clean break, you're healing pretty quick. Anyhow, I'm going to have a nurse write up the crutches and your appointment in four weeks okay? Any more questions?
Mrs. T - No Doctor. Thank you so much.
Dr. Charley - Well, see you guys in four weeks.
-Tavahn high school
The weather in Khun Kaen still hasn't changed. The clouds were still lingering around, only giving a few drops of rain here and there. The wind, however started to pick up; blowing it's misery through out the town.
Salana was surprised to see Sinthorn walking as he got out the car. She was now unsure if she was still required to meet him in the mornings. She walked over to Mrs. T and to a sun glasses wearing Sinthorn, awkwardly trying to hold on to his backpack as he adjusted his crutches.
Mrs. T - Oh there you are, sweetie. Thanks for always being on time.
Salana smiled shyly as she tried not to glance at Sinthorn, fearing that he may think she enjoys looking at him; because deep down, she enjoyed every minute of his company, even if his arrogance got a hold of him.
Salana - Uhmm... Mrs. Tanagarn, am I still required to stay in this program since, uhh..
Sinthorn - Since I could walk now?
Salana - Yes... I mean, I-
Sinthorn - Haha, you just can't wait to rid yourself of me huh?
Eventhough he was joking about it, a part of him didn't want her to leave the program yet. He kind of liked having her around; holding his books in her bag, taking him to class, getting lunch for him, and he realized that he just feels good seeing her everyday, nervously waiting for him next to the bench. He felt good, feeling her hair as they sit in Mrs. Derna's class. He felt good, knowing that she's right there in the back of him, listening to every complaints he had. He wasn't sure if he wanted her around for her servatude or because he actually enjoyed her. But whatever it is, he didn't want her to go yet.
The thought of not having her around anymore got him bothered, so out of no where he purposely dropped his bag , sun glasses, and crutches, and pretended to be helpless.
Sinthorn - Ughh.. it's so hard! These crutches are so heavy, and this bag.. Urghhh. It's so bothersome. I can't seem to get it on my back.
Mrs. Tanagarn looked at her son and realized he may still need Salana's help.
Mrs. T - Well, Salana... if you don't mind. Could you stick around a little longer, at least another month or so?
Salana said yes so quick, she then felt a little embarrassed hoping that she didn't sound so desperate. Sinthorn then had a huge smile on his face, which he dropped quickly, not wanting his Mother nor Salana to see that he's happy to hear that she'll be around him.
Mrs. T - Sin... remember what the doctor said?? Make sure you follow his orders if you want to heal quicker okay?
Sinthorn - Okay, Mae. Bye.
Mrs. T - Salana, thanks again sweetie. If anything, come and get me okay?
Mrs. T walked away to her own class and left the two teenagers alone.
Ahem, Sinthorn cleard his throat.
Salana then picked up his backpack, and eventhough neither of them said a word, they were in tuned with what the other was going to do next. Sinthorn held out his arms, as she put them through the strap of the backpack and wrapped them around his shoulders so the backpack is now on his back. She then picked up the crutches that was in front of him, by his foot. She was now standing about four inches in front him. Their eyes met and their fingers touched as she handed him the crutches. Sinthorn kept his fingers on her as he stared into her brown sad eyes. Their eyes locked as the wind blew at Salana's hair, causing it to show the side of her neck.
That's when Sinthorn's eyes got a glimpse of purple and black marks on the side of her neck; they looked like hand prints. When Salana realized that Sinthorn's eyes was on her neck, she quickly let go of the crutches and swung her head so that the hair will fall back and covered her neck again.
A stunned Sinthorn was speechless, and wondering what that was that he saw.
Salana nervously tried to play it off.
Salana - Uhh..my..my cat, she likes to play a lot. Uhmmm.. I think we're going to be late for Mrs. Derna's class.
Sinthorn didn't know what to think. He tried to picture the marks again; and he swore he saw finger marks on her neck. He then felt a wave of worry for her. Whoever or whatever put those marks on her, has got to be a mean person to have left such a bruising mark like that.
He then didn't want her to feel embarassed, so he acted normal as if he never saw it. Sinthorn then slowly walked forward, as Salana walked slightly behind and next to him. As they walked to Mrs. Derna's class, both of them had the same thing in mind; the finger marks. She's worried that he saw them, and he's worried that someone's hurting her.
*ACT 8 will be up soon*