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To: [Paige]
From: [Madelyn]



Just got your reply on the journal, and there was something else I wanted to add, but couldn't in a public forum.

You're a highly intelligent young woman. There are others equally intelligent in the school. There are, however, also many who are not, who would see expressions like 'rooted in the school' as meaning there was some sort of plague imminent and who would become already more panicked than they may already be. There are also the younger children to consider, since they too have access to that journal.

I was trying to do as much damage control as possible, under fairly stressful conditions. I wish you'd come to me directly or via email with your theories - hell, the more ideas being thrown around, the better - rather than suggesting them in a forum where I'm restricted by various factors, including patient confidentiality, in my ability to answer them. It isn't a matter of treating you or any other student like a child, it's about trying to ensure Hank gets the help he needs. And that includes trying to give him as much peace of mind about his condition and about the welfare of you kids as possible. He's worried sick about how this is going to effect you guys, and I've been trying to tell him you'll be fine. That necessarily won't be the case if wild rumours about plague vectors and the like start flying around.

Again, I'm sorry for my tone - I haven't slept since Friday, and that was only for five hours, before my classes. If you have any more theories or questions, please feel free to bring them to me, preferably privately where I can answer them properly without confusing or frightening others.

Madelyn.

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[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

I'm a loon. A loon possibly in need of a head doctor. Remember that for later. My bad, I'm sorry.

Now that that's out in the open, take a nap. I really don't care if I don't have the rank to be telling to do so, or if you think I'm a pushy little know-it-all of a bitch, I'm on a pissing people off roll this week it seems and who am I to halt such a winning streak?

We can handle things for a few hours, at least if you make us a list of what needs to be done. Forge is working on his thing, Moira will be in to work on McCoy as soon as possible, someone can take care of him while you sleep, and the rest can cover everything else between ourselves. You're not going to help him if you can barely keep your eyes open due to 60+ hours of being awake.

Right. Be good please? We don't need three doctors out.

Biochem ahoy,
Paige

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[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

I need you and Forge working together on Haron's hormone levels - we need to get them down to something manageable, and while Forge can tinker with the 'ware, he doesn't have the biochemical knowledge. Can you start processing those blood tests I took today? They're all labelled and you know where the equipment is - I need you to isolate testosterone and adrenaline levels especially. Forge can get you up to speed on the situation.

Moira's due in sometime Monday morning - I'm not sure when. I'll hold out until she gets here and then sleep as much as you guys'll let me. But I will grab a nap on the couch in a little while - everyone's got my beeper number so if there's an emergency, I expect beeping.

Thanks, hon. Don't sweat the rest - you're not as cynical and suspicious as I am yet. ;)

Maddie.

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[x-foliate.livejournal.com]

Awesome. I'll get right on that, keep an eye on the group, and will beep you if anything happens, as soon as it happens. That's a promise.

Don't mention it. Thanks for taking the nap for me, sugar. Sugar, ma'am I mean. ;) I fret.

Paige