Julia Didn’t Comment On Her Helping Because If The Roles Were Reversed The Last Thing She’d Want

If anyone else had told her that everything was okay, the child was in a good place, the parents were happy, she probably would have double checked herself but hearing that from Rhys allowed Julia to believe it. To let out the tension she’d been holding in her chest even during sleep to give him a smile, nodding her head. “Okay, alright great, thank you. I guess that means we need to have a drink to celebrate your handiwork and I can set it to one side until I check on her in the morning.” Knowing full well she’d be in at least an hour before her shift started in order to check in on patients before she was pulled to all directions by emergencies. “That works, give me five.” Holding up five fingers before heading off towards the locker room to collect her stuff. 

Throwing on her civvies in record time Julia looked at her hairbrush in the locker considering pulling through her hair really quickly, but then deciding against it. Instead just making her way to the front of the hospital where Rhys was waiting for her, feeling a little more relaxed than before. Which for her was saying something since Julia was never truly relaxed at all. “Where do you fancy tonight? My drinking future is in your hands.” @tctteredwings

Shit indeed, Rhys thought, but he didn't voice it, instead he merely nodded his head and offered her an encouraging smile. They'd all done it every once in a while, it came with the territory, especially so if you adored your job, if it meant absolutely everything to you. It did to him, it did to Julia, he'd known that the moment he met her. "Well her parents are bouncing off the walls with happiness right now, so you're off the hook," he answered her kindly. "You can relax. For tonight, at least." At her words, he shook his head, shrugging it off —- all in a day's work. He'd never really accepted compliments all that well. As she gathered herself once again, agreeing to join him for a drink, he nodded his head. "Okay, you go change, grab your stuff and I'll meet you outside in ten? That work?" he queried with a smile.

Truth was Julia had seen a lot in her career as a doctor and an expectant mother wanting to have a drink after being deprived for almost nine months was hardly the most shocking. In fact it was probably far more common than the blonde in front of her realised, but her attention had been entirely swayed towards something else. The mention of symptoms that could contribute to something more serious. “I’m so sorry to hear about your first trimester struggles, do you feel you’ve managed to find coping mechanisms for that? If not I’d be happy to refer you to one of our wonderful members of the mental health team here. You just let me know.” A soft smile before turning back to the iPad and scribbling down a quick note with the apple pen. “Unplanned things can often be stressful, having children is a huge undertaking so there is no shame in taking a while to get your head around that fact. There is no judgment in the room, so please feel free to say what you need to, everything stays between us.” Offering an encouraging smile because you never know what a patient might say that could be related to their condition even in a way they didn’t expect to be relevant. Her eyebrows rose slightly the next time Neva spoke, not because of the answer to the issues she was having because truthfully she’d expected that, but no it was more because of her statement that she planned to have her babies in Sweden - meaning a long flight would be involved. “You have a transatlantic trip planned prior to your babies being born? Due to the things you’ve told me in the last ten minutes I really must advise that that’s a bad idea. I want to get some tests run on you for pre-eclampsia and if they come back conclusive we’re going to need to think about putting you on bed rest. A long flight could be catastrophic, the list of risks are extensive.” Her look of concern was genuine as she tapped a couple of buttons that would register Neva for the appropriate tests that needed to be done to confirm or deny what she suspected. Although Julia was pretty sure - this was arguably textbook. “I would be remiss if I didn’t urge you to consider changing your trip until after the twins are born.”  @bjorkncaddel

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 hesitated in answering some of the questions, which explains why she had a second or two to respond to them. She feels utterly bad for not having her husband by her side in this impromptu appointment. She did not want him to think she wanted to hurt their babies by sipping an alcoholic beverage. On the other hand, the Swedish is a lot overthinker, maybe she was worrying too much when she shouldn't. This is why she is here, to consult and ask for professional guidance. The blonde did not trust Google and didn't want to read about pregnancy in books, because she knew both sources would stress her out. ❛ I was advised to not be too active. My activities were radical. I did a few others that I was capable of doing. 'Soft' activities. Besides my first trimester was stressful for me, I didn't want them, and I was in a deep depression. ❜ The phrase sounded kind of bad, but she corrected it. ❛ I didn't want them now. I don't like unplanned things. It gives me a lot of stress. And I would like to this be our secret. My husband would be sad to hear it. ❜ In truth, she didn't want to have them at the moment, but her husband was so happy, and she knew what his desires were, and the thought that she was just like her mother haunted her mind, the fact she didn't want them. As she grew further with the pregnancy, she learned to like them. This was the first time she admitted it out and loud for a doctor. Maybe deep down, Ryan knew or kind of suspected it. This is a topic she would never bring to him, nor she reckons he would never bring to her. ⎯ Neva rested her back on the chair, and she thought she couldn't omit information forever. Her gaze dropped to her wedding ring, where she continued toying anxiously. ❛ Yes, yes, and yes to the majority of all the things that you said. I want you to know, that my babies will be born in Sweden, so I have a trip planned. ❜

Julia had her head buried in her phone as she tried to catch up on text messages she’d ignored over the last few shifts, though the lucky thing about having very few friends to speak of was there weren’t that many to answer anyway. Jumping slightly as the box was thrust out towards her because she hadn’t realised Daniel was so close to the door. Laughing a bit she put her hand to her chest illustrating the fright, taking a breath. “Oh my god, you’re going to give me a heart attack. Then you’d be dealing with me in the ER.” Quickly lifting the lid of the box to cast her eye over the amazing selection of baked goods, feeling her stomach grumble as she remembered she hadn’t actually eaten since long before they’d set said fracture. “Yes…yes I really want to do that a lot. Also thanks for saving me some, you didn’t have to do that.” She really was touched and made a mental note to pay for the coffee to further illustrate her thanks. “Inkwells? I can’t drink anymore of the cafeteria coffee today.”  @dannyhq

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small box cradled carefully to his chest ( it was very precious cargo, after all ) daniel leaned casually against the wall as he waited for julia to reappear ready to go home. when she finally did, he sprung into action, holding out the box for her to see before he began explaining. "so... you know the cute kiddo with the wrist fracture we saw earlier? well, turns out his mom owns a bakery and she brought us literally tons of stuff as a thanks for lookin' after him today. everyone in the er's had their pick and i didn't want you to miss out. 'specially 'cause you were so great," a slightly mischevious smile blossomed. "and i'm not leavin' this stuff for the next shift. so. you wanna grab a coffee and clean this box the hell out?"

It was incredibly rare for someone to be this sweet out of nowhere, plus she had just come off a long shift, so sentences weren’t coming easily to her either way. It was an embarrassment really and Julia internally chastised herself for that. At least her name was something she could get a solid grasp on. “Julia, nice to meet you Sebastian.” Thank you, for this, it’s really very kind of you. What inspired this?”  @sebastianxwinters

Sebastian looked over at her and she was failing to complete a simple sentence. That just proved how rare it was for someone to do something nice around here. Maybe that's how Sebastian was going to receive forgiveness for the horrible things he had been doing lately. As she ordered her drink, Sebastian then spoke to the barista, "Sebastian." He said and then handed over his card and then stepped to the side before looking back at the other woman slightly, "The name is Sebastian. What about yourself?" He asked her. @doctorjuliasato

Julia could tell the woman was on edge, which wasn’t unusual because they so often were when it came to their babies, but that meant she had to put in extra effort to keep these anxieties at bay. Sitting down on the stool by the desk she used her feet to walk it over towards Neva, nodding understandingly while she spoke. “Being scared is totally natural, as is being tired, so I just want to reassure you about that first off. If I had a cent for every soon to be mother that came in saying that I’d be a very rich woman.” Joking lightly, not expecting the question about the wine but not letting that show on her face. “Potentially, it’s entirely possible that a glass of wine wouldn’t do any harm. Explain to me more in what ways you haven’t been feeling very well, I just want to make sure it’s not something that would be exacerbated with the introduction of alcohol.” She could just look at the chart but she wanted to make sure she didn’t miss anything, or if she did, that she consulted the woman’s OBGYN. @bjorkn

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 regretted going on this appointment alone. She was so used to having Ryan by her side in every consultation, but this wasn't one of their routine check-ups. Karma, for not telling him she was seeing a doctor. Fucking hell. On the other hand, she knew he would be so worried… She greeted the doctor by giving a friendly and delicate handshake before taking a seat across from her and putting her purse on her lap. ❛ Yes, that's correct. ❜ The blonde sighs deeply. ❛ I feel very tired and scared. I mean, I'm not sure if I want my babies to be born, because I'm scared of the pain. But I'm not feeling very well lately. And I want to ask, hypothetically, can I have a sip of wine? This whole thing of not drinking… It's driving me nuts. It is just a sip to kill my craving. ❜

Julia didn’t know Zahra well - they were both in the library together on multiple occasions seemingly browsing or reading the same section, meaning she recognised her face as they came across each other at the door of the public library. As for judging her for this many books? That would be the pot calling the kettle black so instead she just gave her a small smile. “Wouldn’t dream of it. Here, you take one handle and I’ll take the other.” Luckily she didn’t have any books with her right now due to being on the way to pick one up, so her hands were free to attempt helping. Not that she was particulaly strong. 

“You need to invest in one of those wagons they put kids in to pull them along.” She joked lightly. @ofzahras

where: outside of the new york public library open: to anyone!

A drawn-out sigh escaped Zahra's lips as she stared at the massive, blue Ikea storage bag filled with books to the point where it would be a miracle if the bag remained intact for the last few steps. It had become evident she would not be finishing - or even opening - most of them in time, and paying late fees for the lot didn't exactly appeal to her. So, there she stood, trying to steady her breathing before entering the building. Evidently she needed to invest in a gym membership if she were to start lugging dozens of unread books on a weekly basis.

Feeling someone's presence next to her, she glanced at them almost sheepishly. "Don't ask," she muttered before flashing a nervous smile, "please."

“Well I’m used to it - then again I’m preaching to the choir. You all work incredibly hard, we’re grateful for how swiftly you get the patients to us. I know you must hear this a lot but you have likely made the different between her making it and not with your quick thinking.” At least that was what Julia hoped. Obviously she wanted every patient to come out the other side feeling a whole lot better than when they came in, but she’d take the wins where she could get them that was for sure. She knew how these things went, even if she was new to this particular hospital it never really changed no matter where you were, and thus Julia knew there would be journalists sniffing around in no time. Hence the need for coffee in her veins before that happened. 

At the acceptance of her invitation she gave him a soft smile, quite glad she wasn’t going to have to sit in front of a cup of coffee with nothing but her own thoughts. If he’d declined she probably would have just taken charts with her to work on so as not to…well…think. “Just don’t hold it against me if you don’t agree.” Nodding in the direction of the canteen which was indicated by a sign hanging just down the hallway, although she knew that it would require them to take the elevator down three floors first. “You really don’t have to do that, you works incredibly hard yourself, I don’t think there is a way to quantify the effort put in. It’s always team work.” Holding her hand out towards him she reintroduced herself politely. “Julia, Doctor Sato is for when I’m working on a case, this is a break from that.” @caddel

“—as must be you, too, Doctor,” he retorted, politely; it was not his job to stand there and wait for an update, that was true but then again…where was he supposed to go? whether the little girl lived or not, and he didn’t even want to think of that possibility, he wanted to be there and be told in person; she deserved that much. her mom had been taken to a different hospital and she was going to be asking after her baby —damn, she was asking while EMTs worked on her trying to stabilize her for transport— and when he would look at her to tell her of whatever happened to her baby, at worst case scenario, at least his conscience would be a little bit lighter knowing they had tried. either way, an accident like this was still gonna make it in tomorrow’s newspaper and when mentioning them, he would rather it be told the fire department had tried to rescue all parties involved but failed than not having tried at all. listening to the doctor’s update, though limited, he let out a breath he had not realized he had been holding. of course, he understood that she couldn’t give out information to just anyone, but he was thankful for what little she could share, nonetheless. his partner had said they should take her here, he had heard of this amazing pediatrician working there and Ryan had no reason to doubt him; judging by the severity of the injuries she had sustained and the update, he had to be damn right about Doctor Rebeiro. the EMTs hadn’t even known how or where to begin working on her when he pulled her out.

Ryan was about to thank her, allow her to also get on with the rest of her shift, or take a break after so many hours being cooped up in there when her preposition caught him a little off guard; he still was about twelve hours shy from finishing his shift at the station, but he had been away for over three hours, a little bit more was not gonna hurt. he laughed a little at the comment —remembered that his partner never brought coffee as he was supposed to. “then I’ll take the word for it,” he responded. “but, please, my treat. a little thank you for your hard work.”

Looking up from the chart she was reading as she headed into her next patient’s room she noted that they were there for a consultation regarding a set of twins that weren’t yet born, not that this was unusual. Sure the OBGYN team would be closely monitoring this too but she was no doubt brought in to discuss something to do with the actual baby care after they were born. Most likely in the event they came early so that everyone was on the same page. “Miss Bjork, it’s lovely to meet you. I'm Doctor Rebeiro.” She gave her a warm smile, offering her hand in greeting, beside manner very much switched on. “Well, I wouldn’t worry. Let’s just see what we have going on here. So you’re coming up to seven months - is that right? How have you been feeling?” @bjorkn

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 her trust commented about Doctor Ribeiro's excellent job, and she wanted the best for her unborn children. Normally to all doctor appointments, Neva goes with her fiance. Today, this is not the case because this is one of her 'impulses attack'. ⎯ The blonde came to ask some doubts. Once her name was announced she entered the room, introducing herself. ❛ Hi doctor, I'm Neva Björk. I heard a lot about your work, and I'm not really sure why I'm here. They aren't born yet. ❜ Fucking hell… This is starting badly.

@drjuliarebeiro

Julia was well versed in talking to parents about the patterns their babies might fall into depending on outside influences, but right now she was just imparting the most generic for Elliot meaning there was every chance the timeframe could be wrong. “Well, that’s a generalisation, every baby is different.” She attempted to reassure him with a soft, encouraging smile. At his return comment she couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing full well the thing she didn’t often do was lie to preserve a parents feelings because that was a recipe for disaster in the field. If she lied then that would cause chaos with their preparation with what was to come. “I hate to break it to you, but I’d be breaking my oath as a doctor if I told you otherwise, I don’t want to give you a reason to come back to me in a week threatening a lawsuit from misinformation.” She nodded, a half shrug thrown into the mix as well. “Well if there is one thing you can count your blessings for it’s that once she falls asleep a sudden accidental loud noise isn’t going to wake her up. The amount of parents I have bickering in front of me about how one dropped something and woke the baby up…it’s a long list.” @elliot-appsley

A soft smile graced his lips as he watched Julia's hands, not even minding when she got some of the words mixed up with other signs. Pretty sure that he was still getting the gist of what she was trying to ell him. So he gave a nod of his head in encouragement before his eyes switched over to reading what she had typed down afterwards. As he did so, Elliot made a slight face over at Julia. "Months?" He signed with a raise of his eyebrows, pausing for a moment as he grabbed for his food and took a small bite of it. This time reaching for his own phone as well. See, this is where you were one hundred percent supposed to lie and say only a few days or something. Not months. Letting out a laugh as he turned the phone back towards her before he added more. That's what I sort of figured though, that it was just one of the joys of having a baby. She's just done so well with sleeping that I guess it threw me off when she started having some rough nights. @doctorjuliasato

“I guess so, but with the amazing technology these days that can help a ship navigate the chances of them going all Titanic are minimal. So I’d argue in favour of the wind farms but … well I’m not an expert on either thing.” She could hear how she herself was starting to get dry, she could bore people if she wasn’t careful which was why she quickly shut her mouth, happy for the reason to pivot the conversation. 

“Maybe.” She smiled softly, picking up her bag before starting back towards the stands that were selling various food and drink. Feet sinking into the sand with each step. “I like it out here…it feels calming, detached from the city.” Julia mused. @tctteredwings

Ana shrugged it off, she really was the last person to care about someone rambling —- in fact, most of the time she'd be the first one to encourage it. Still, as far as she was concerned, it really didn't matter in the slightest. "Depends on the day," she responded with a laugh. "But, I mean, lighthouses are practical, they do have a purpose, even if it's not quite so helpful these days in comparison." A shrug followed and her gaze drifted out to sea for a moment.

As Julia got to her feet, she was quick to gather her things back up, and then followed suit. "Probably should have thought of this before we got settled," she laughed.