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Nope. Kalorm has decided that AS A MATTER OF PRINCIPLE he is not answering any more stupid questions. He rolls his eyes. 

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Dalthem keeps his sigh internal. 

"I think you're not suddenly confused about where you are and you're just not in the mood for this? But I'm not sure and that means we maybe have to do more invasive tests, unless we can figure out a way that works for you to check your mental status." This is not a problem Dalthem is unfamiliar with! Three-year-olds can be incredibly cranky about being in a hospital and having random strangers touching them.

"Maybe I can ask you about some places you might be, and you can nod or shake your head," he suggests. "Hmmm. ...Are we on the Moon?" 

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What the flaming crater is this conversation. Kalorm GLARES at the medtech, but he shakes his head, since the alternative is apparently that he will keep getting asked MORE questions and they will just be PROGRESSIVELY STUPIDER. 

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Dalthem makes a show of glancing around the room. "Yeah, I didn't think we were either, I seem to subjectively weigh the usual amount. Hmmmm. ...Are we on a mountain?" 

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This medtech is SO WEIRD. Kalorm shakes his head, but it's almost too surreal for him to be mad about it. 

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"Are we in a hospital?" 

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GLARE. 

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"...I am going to take that as a 'yes, and also please go away'. I can't go away just yet, though. Are we in Peninsula City?" (He names the city that would have been nearest to where Kalorm's boat was in the ocean.)  

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Kalorm feels like he is being tricked into cooperating and it's really annoying that this works. He shakes his head. 

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"How about Default?" 

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Nod. MASSIVE irritated eyeroll. 

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"Good. I don't really expect you to be tracking what day it is, but I'll remind you." He lists today's date. "And like I said, six o'clock in the morning. Do you remember the name of the medtech who was there when you first woke up here in the hospital?" 

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That...maybe counts as slightly less of a stupid question? Given how a lot of people are inexplicably terrible at names and faces. Kalorm cannot actually remember the name of this medtech at all, but Merrin stands out by dint of being almost not horrible even though she works for Exception Handling. 

"Merrin," he whispers. His throat hurts less than before. That's something. 

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Dalthem nods. Smiles reassuringly at him. "Yeah. She'll be back later today, probably this afternoon. ...All right. I need to send some bloodwork to the lab, and check if Treatment Planning wants me to do any other diagnostic tests, to check if there's a problem in your belly that's causing the nausea - I mean, we know there's some degree of problem, but whether it's getting worse fast enough that we need to deal with it urgently instead of later. So we might need to do another ultrasound scan, like the evening medtech did yesterday." 

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That sounds like the WORST THING IMAGINABLE and also who even does that at six am. Six am is not a time for doing tasks. What's wrong with these people. 

Kalorm scowls and shakes his head vehemently (and then stops and regrets it, because he's so dizzy.) 

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Dalthem lifts his hands. "Okay, okay, I promise that as long as you're conscious and communicating, I'm not going to do anything without your agreement. I do think it's important, because we want to catch problems early enough to prevent them from getting worse and making you much sicker - so if there's a way to make it tolerable for you, we should figure that out. Hmm. Are you worried that it's going to hurt? - Actually, back one step, are you having pain in your belly right now?" 

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Kalorm continues to not be sure how he's supposed to tell. There is definitely Some Feeling Of Badness but his proprioception isn't working very well and he's not actually sure where the Badness is. 

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"Okay. I'm interpreting that face as a 'maybe'. Hmm - how about if I don't do an ultrasound right now, but I just gently feel your stomach and you tell me if it hurts? I don't need to undo your pajamas or anything and it'll take fifteen seconds." 

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Okay FINE. 

 

 

 

- Kalorm doesn't like that! It's bad! A little bit because someone whose name he doesn't even know is touching him and this is bad in full generality, but it's also pretty sensorily unpleasant. He's still pretty confused about whether the sensation is pain but he disapproves of it! 

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...Dalthem backs off. Unfortunately he doesn't have a good baseline to compare; Kalorm's abdomen is maybe slightly distended, but also people's bodies and fat deposits just come in different shapes. He mostly noticed that Kalorm tensed up instantly, and - okay, yep, he's doing the blood pressure drop again. 

"It looks like that was uncomfortable," he says, in the tone of voice of someone saying that it's going to be sunny today. "Sorry. We can give you pain medication for a scan, and it doesn't have to be right now. Do you want to change position after I send your blood to the lab?" 

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His hip is aching again, but that sounds like a lot of work and also six am continues not to be a time for doing things, and being touched by random people continues to be bad. Kalorm shakes his head. Rolls his eyes again. 

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"Okay. That's okay. This seems to be a fine position for sleeping, your lungs are pretty happy. Is the nausea all better now?" 

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It's not all the way better - and having his stomach poked at didn't help - but it's probably not going to keep him awake or anything? Kalorm nods. 

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Dalthem is not interpreting that as a very 'everything is fine and great now' nod, but if Kalorm is okay with the current state of things, Dalthem isn't going to argue with him about giving him more anti-nausea drugs. 

Drawing blood from the arterial line takes him about ten seconds. For blood cultures, it would be ideal to draw them fresh from a peripheral vein, but he is sure not feeling like subjecting Kalorm to that right now. Given how far he's already pushed Kalorm on the tolerance front, he might get hit for his trouble.

(Dalthem works with the only patient population in dath ilan that will regularly hit, grab and pull hair, or even bite their medtechs. A four-year-old bit him once for being wrong about the rules of a board game.) 

He'll just use the arterial line; the modern design is bacteriostatic and isn't likely to give a false positive result because it's developed a local bacterial film. (It's really convenient! He's slightly impressed that Kalorm hasn't pulled it out at this point. Small children: also the patient population in dath ilan who have a nontrivial chance of yanking out their lines and tubes.) 

 

"All right," he says gently, once he has a handful of blood tubes. "I think that's everything I needed to do right now. I can't promise I'll be able to leave you be for the rest of my shift, if something comes back abnormal on your labs then I'll probably need to come bother you to deal with that. But hopefully it'll all be fine and you can sleep. I should check, though - I'm done in about 90 minutes. I think it's Tharrim again – I'm not sure if you remember him, he's the medtech who took over from Merrin after her long overnight with you. Do you want us to come in and do handover at the bedside so you can listen in, or would you rather sleep?" 

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Kalorm doesn't remember who that is at all– oh, wait, it was the really annoying one who he doesn't like

He glowers. "Merrin," he says firmly. 

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