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Date Posted: Mon, Feb 13 2006, 10:53pm PST
Author: Doctor
Subject: (He nodded and wrote something down before he went over and checked Quin's IV, sighing a little bit before he looked to her.) I am running some liquids through him to cleanse his system out, it should help clear his head a bit. As far as I can tell someone has been keeping him from remembering something that happened to him and it has been causing these reoccuring episodes that keep showing up in his records. Any solitary behavior or mood alterations would be due to this drug. (He realized he was rambling and that the woman was probably on the verge of a breakdown herself.) I'm sorry to break all this on you today.. have you heard anything more about your son?
In reply to: Kate 's message, "
We're making up
"
on Sun, Feb 12 2006, 10:35pm PST


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  • She was about to say something before she shook her head, her hand going to her mouth. "I am going to be sick." She muttered out before she spun around to the bathroom attached to the room, dropping down on the tiled floor once again and losing...well nothing, her stomachs contents had long since been emptied so it was yucky stuff really. She absently noted how bad it tasted through her tears before she just reached up, patting around to find the faucet and turning on the water, running her hand over it and bringing her hand to her face, her hands shaking as she fought the sobs that were inside her throat, tearing it apart. This wasn't just an emotional pain, it was physical, her family was falling apart in front of her and she couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. She was supposed to be the strong one, damnit, the one who held everything together and kept everyone else going and she just couldn't stop crying. (NT) -- Kate, Mon, Feb 13 2006, 11:15pm PST

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