Post by Doctor Yuki Haragitanai on Feb 2, 2020 16:03:25 GMT -5
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This next email response came from someone very unexpected; it was Solomon Moon, one of the more 'troubled' students that she's had to deal with, aside from Nikolas. She recalled that their first, and last meeting ended on a very sour note. It wasn't that she intended it to be that way, but there was definitely an air of tension between the two of them on their differences in regards to his medication that he was taking. Long term painkillers were no joke, and dependence on them created volatile scenarios. Regardless, Doctor Haragitanai set aside her personal feelings for this. She was a physician for one, and a Professor as well. The well-being of her students and patients were her priority, but she wasn't going to let herself become a pushover for them either as a medical professional.
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The infirmary was rather empty at the current time. Doctor Haragitanai tried to work out private times for each counselling session, though walk-ins were inevitable. Most of the time it was something trivial like getting an ice pack or an upset stomach while others seemed like they needed the rest. After the student's response to her email, Doctor Haragitanai immediately scheduled the nearest available slot for the student. As soon as she did, Doctor Haragitanai gathered the essentials: The Scroll tablet, the electronic copy of the student's medical records, and a stylus to be used for hastily written notes. Doctor Haragitanai detailed in the email response that the student could simply announce their arrival and take a seat on the worn bean-bag chair that was visible from an opening between the cloth dividers.
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She awaited to hear the familiar, heavy footsteps of Solomon walk through her infirmary. He was one of the later students that would be meeting, as it was sent in the evening. Luckily there was nobody scheduled for that time so she slotted him nicely in the later afternoon meetings where the sun was just starting to set a golden yellow over the skies. The indistinct chatter of students outside reached the windows, but were muffled out by the glass separating them.
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As soon as Solomon decided to exchange pleasantries or simply sat down on the bean-bag chair that she would beckon him to, she got right to work. "Good evening, Mister Moon. I hope you've been doing well since our last visit. I apologize if it had ended with a less than satisfactory outcome, but today I understood that you wished to attend counseling. Hopefully we can discuss how you are feeling and what is on your mind. So let's start with that, if that is okay with you?" She asked, ready to jot down notes about whatever was bothering him. She wore her usual outfit: White blouse, black tights and knee-length skirt with her black heels and white lab coat with her identification card hanging off a lanyard.
This next email response came from someone very unexpected; it was Solomon Moon, one of the more 'troubled' students that she's had to deal with, aside from Nikolas. She recalled that their first, and last meeting ended on a very sour note. It wasn't that she intended it to be that way, but there was definitely an air of tension between the two of them on their differences in regards to his medication that he was taking. Long term painkillers were no joke, and dependence on them created volatile scenarios. Regardless, Doctor Haragitanai set aside her personal feelings for this. She was a physician for one, and a Professor as well. The well-being of her students and patients were her priority, but she wasn't going to let herself become a pushover for them either as a medical professional.
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The infirmary was rather empty at the current time. Doctor Haragitanai tried to work out private times for each counselling session, though walk-ins were inevitable. Most of the time it was something trivial like getting an ice pack or an upset stomach while others seemed like they needed the rest. After the student's response to her email, Doctor Haragitanai immediately scheduled the nearest available slot for the student. As soon as she did, Doctor Haragitanai gathered the essentials: The Scroll tablet, the electronic copy of the student's medical records, and a stylus to be used for hastily written notes. Doctor Haragitanai detailed in the email response that the student could simply announce their arrival and take a seat on the worn bean-bag chair that was visible from an opening between the cloth dividers.
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She awaited to hear the familiar, heavy footsteps of Solomon walk through her infirmary. He was one of the later students that would be meeting, as it was sent in the evening. Luckily there was nobody scheduled for that time so she slotted him nicely in the later afternoon meetings where the sun was just starting to set a golden yellow over the skies. The indistinct chatter of students outside reached the windows, but were muffled out by the glass separating them.
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As soon as Solomon decided to exchange pleasantries or simply sat down on the bean-bag chair that she would beckon him to, she got right to work. "Good evening, Mister Moon. I hope you've been doing well since our last visit. I apologize if it had ended with a less than satisfactory outcome, but today I understood that you wished to attend counseling. Hopefully we can discuss how you are feeling and what is on your mind. So let's start with that, if that is okay with you?" She asked, ready to jot down notes about whatever was bothering him. She wore her usual outfit: White blouse, black tights and knee-length skirt with her black heels and white lab coat with her identification card hanging off a lanyard.
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