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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2019 2:15:08 GMT
[googlefont="Kaushan Script"] This is how I show my love. I made it in my mind because I blame it on my A.D.D. baby. This is how an angel dies. I blame it on my own supply. Blame it on my A.D.D. baby. Maybe I should cry for help. Maybe I should kill myself. Blame it on my A.D.D. baby. Maybe I'm a different breed. Maybe I'm not listening. So blame it on my A.D.D. baby Sail Christine received a notice that she was needed in New York for a second opinion. She packed her bags after she was done with a surgery and booked a flight to New York. She kept her phone with her incase someone from the hospital needed to get in contact with her. Since she was so busy with surgery she didn’t really have much time to try and contact Stephen. She thought that the second opinion was needed for an immediate medical emergency. She was prepared to give her insight once the plane landed and she was in the medical center.
As the plane landed in New York she looked at her phone to find the directions to Stark Tower. She hailed a cab and travel towards her destination. She sent a message to Stephen letting him know that it wasn’t going to be too much longer for her to get there. She was going to let him know when she was close to her destination. She spent the cab ride checking her messages that she might have missed while she was on the plane. She looked out the window to see the tower in the distance. She sent him a quick message to let him know that she will be there shortly. She wasn’t entirely too sure where she was going to need to go once she arrived at her destination. She was going to ask once she got there. After some time she finally arrived and she asked where she needed to go. @strange| notes template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0
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Post by Doctor Strange on Nov 19, 2019 17:26:19 GMT
Doctor Strange, who had just finished a long day’s work of trying to sort out the multiverse issue, teleported over to Stark Tower to meet Christine. He hadn’t seen her in a while, she this would be both an opportunity to catch up and to tell her about what transpired at Area 51. He landed gently, shooting off a message to her to come to the top level of the tower. ‘This is kind of urgent. Seeing as I’m not an actual doctor anymore, I thought I’d ask for the opinion of one if the best doctors I know,’ he added to the message.
Once he was settled on the couch, he pulled up the MRI scans of Toni’s brain and waited. He knew the teen had gone through severe trauma, but his diagnosis of PTSD remained to be confirmed. In front of him were two scans - one from before the tech had mentioned dogs and one from after. There was noticeably more activity in the amygdala, the fear centre of the brain, after the fact. In fact, her brain had lit up like a Christmas tree. This was where he’d drawn his conclusion from, but he needed the expertise of someone in the field, as he gave that up long ago.
After a few moments of waiting, he decided to go see what was taking so long, leaving the scans on the coffee table. “Hey,” he said as he met up with her. “Ready to see some really interesting?”
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