#mri safety

[luckyspike]

For literally everyone in the comments worrying about pins and joint replacements and staples and surgical clips and markers …. It is EXTREMELY uncommon for modern orthopedic hardware, surgical clips, pins, or markers to be incompatible with MRI. In most cases these days non-magnetic metals such as titanium are used, and so although they show artefact on the imaging the devices themselves will not harm you!

Pacemakers, stimulators, etc are a different story, as often they themselves are controlled through the skin by a programming magnet, and so MRIs can really mess them up if they do not have an MRI mode. This should be discussed with your doctor, and if needed they radiology facility can always check with the manufacturer.

Not to say you shouldn’t make sure the technicians and docs are aware of your implant/surgical history - of course you should! But when it comes to most modern implantable hardware, an MRI is not problem.

*booking an mri* what if I accidentally have a pacemaker. what if I got secret bone surgery and forgot about the pins

[kryptonite-solutions]

Exciting New Radiography Innovations Empower Patient Care Worldwide

World Radiography Day, celebrating advancements in MRI that enhance diagnostic accuracy while prioritising patient comfort and well-being. In radiography, diagnostic accuracy and the patient experience are being advanced. In MRI, for instance, the psychological well-being of the patient, as well as comfort, has taken centre stage. It goes beyond diagnosis; it seeks to create an environment where the patient feels at ease and less anxious by knowing they are in competent hands. Such new technologies as MRI experiences comfort the otherwise intimidating MRI process, enabling imaging that supports clinical precision and patient ease.

Today's MRI suites are far from those of the past. While some radiology rooms remain unscathed, stark and unbreathable spaces where most people dread coming inside to lie down and listen, many are finding refuge within imaginative solutions such as patient relaxation virtual skylights with their rendition of sky views, the sun on clear weather or some other visual panorama so the patient could think his surroundings are actually part of a larger opening landscape or something similar and even take the edge off this fear of being shut within claustrophobia with it, especially on lengthy scanning sessions. This is part of a broader trend in healthcare towards MRI ambience solutions that reduce stress and facilitate a smoother imaging experience. The bottom line is the human aspect of healthcare- to make diagnostic imaging as friendly as possible to patients.

The most recent innovation in MRI technology is the In-Bore MRI, which lets patients view soothing visuals or movies during the scan. This way, an MRI-compatible monitor that might be placed inside the bore or tunnel of an MRI can distract the patient and divert attention away from the confined and constant noise produced by an MRI. In terms of aiding in sedation, it may serve the purpose without much challenge; the distraction made possible by this system is just enough to keep the patient still long enough to gain better images since motion is not tolerated in most equipment and procedures. This is not just about passing the time but also supports the success of diagnosis by reducing the movement of patients and enhancing image clarity.

MRI projectors and customised lighting systems create MRI projectors and customised lighting systems create a peaceful ambience in an MRI room. Ambient solutions can transform an ordinary MRI suite into a more serene environment by projecting scenic visuals on walls and diffusing the light in the room. This bespoke environment will be more soothing for the patient than a clinical examination. It reduces the clinical "feel" of the space, and such ambient technology resonates well with the concept of making health care less intimidating and more human. This is a value increasingly adopted by leading imaging centres across the world.

Functional MRI, or fMRI, brings patient-centered care to radiography. For example, with fMRI visual systems, patients undergoing brain scanning can be engaged by a monitor of an fMRI displaying stimuli that may enable them to relax during scanning. This technology is thus both diagnostic and patient-engageable and relaxing. MRI-compatible displays are designed to work entirely in the environment of an MRI, projecting images and data without interfering with imaging and thus making the patient more participatory than a passive observer in the scanning process.

Patients' comfort ranges from waiting rooms to the MRI suite. For example, tools such as MRI-compatible stretchers and wheelchairs facilitate patients' journey from the waiting room to the MRI suite. Made with the idea of safety and functionality within an MRI setting, these enable it to take out patients without disturbing the process. Among such features of an MRI-compatible camera is the possibility for a radiographer to keep monitoring the patient's response and effect the appropriate changes to it to bring a quality of care beyond merely scanning.

The most innovative MRI technology is the healthcare MRI cinema. Patients anxious about entering the MRI bore can now be distracted by selected films or quiet nature scenes on an MRI-compatible TV. This cinema is not only entertaining but can also reduce anxiety in a patient who might have problems with the confined space, reducing the need for sedation and other interventions. The cinema effect helps to have fewer motion artefacts of images, and thus, it allows a more reliable result to appear without the usual disconnection.

Patient-centric innovation, such as the In-Bore MRI launched in India, is a brilliant example of the possibilities modern radiography opens as the healthcare scene in India matures rapidly. These developments imply that patient convenience will not be secondary but included in the need for diagnostic purposes. Patients will find a solution with less anxiety, so imaging facilities must ensure a more rounded and humane experience where patient care and clinical success win out.

At the forefront, Kryptonite Solutions is dedicated to making MRI imaging more patient-friendly and is shaping diagnostic imaging environments by partnering with the latest MRI-compatible technologies, from display and stretchers to projector and ambient systems. These innovations serve clinical purposes, reflect a step forward in compassionate and practical approaches to patients' needs today, and set new standards for tomorrow.

[mripetctnerd]

What are the odds of an accidents during an MRI? Learn all about MRI accidents as we analyze submitted adverse event reports and add expert insights.

[collectorcookie]

they released the full body image for the outfits and i now get to roast murr on unsafe lab practices (<- worked in labs before). Explanation in tags

[carbonateddelusion]

I know I haven't said much about it, but legitimately, "running away" was one of the most pivotal life decisions I've ever made. Probably THE first major life decision I've made, and also the best. If you have an opportunity to go, leave. Get out of there. If you are not safe at home, emotionally, physically, whatever, and you're able to leave, do it. It's going to suck such major ass for a while because you're going to have to deal with the scars they've left on you, but I wholeheartedly, full-throatedly, with-my-chest promise you that it is going to be better. You're going to be better. If you have the privilege of being able to escape, no matter how difficult it feels, then RUN.

[boomstab-papa]

from the website owner who bans you if you link to his blog

"We have a contractual obligation to try to make Live as successful as possible through the end of the year"???!!!!???!? (emphasis mine)

contractual with who???!!!?!?!

[getscanned]

Got a nagging ankle issue? Wondering if it's more than just a sprain?

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Take charge of your ankle health and book your scan today!

[adjit]

If I’ve learned one thing it’s that THE MAGNET IS ALWAYS ON

[sanjivinidiagnosticschandigarh]

[sterlingsnail]

I have eds so my joints regularly dislocate/tear/have issues so MRIs were common for me growing up. One time when I was around 15 I did the routine of going through my pockets, taking off my jacket, making sure I had no metal on me and got on the bed of the MRI. Almost immediately but also too late for my autistic brain to feel like it would be "normal" to ask them to stop the MRI, I notice I forgot to take off my "lucky" necklace I never took off. I was filled with intrusive thoughts of being decapitated by the metal chain as i watched the pendant slowly rise up in the air, so I grabbed the pendant and unclipped the necklace, gripping the potential bullet with sweaty palms the entire time

I have a lot of medical trauma but that one is near the top of the list lol

thought too hard about MRI machines today and had this come to me in a vision

[boyslit]

when i awaken it shall be time to drive to the Big Tube once more so they can look at my little squishy tubes full of blood

i anticipate a pleasant meditative experience once more ☺️

[phantomhealthcare]

Why medical gown is important during an MRI Scan?

Wearing a medical gown during an MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging) scan is important for several reasons, primarily related to patient safety and the quality of the imaging procedure:

✔️Safety from Magnetic Hazards ✔️Image Quality ✔️Patient Comfort ✔️Hygiene and Infection Control ✔️Standard Protocol

wearing a medical gown during an MRI scan is not just about providing a magnetic-free garment; it is an essential safety and quality control measure. It helps protect the patient, maintain the integrity of the imaging process, and ensure adherence to established medical protocols and safety standards.

[kryptonite-solutions]

Safeguard Your MRI Facility: The Best Risk Prevention Tactics

Modern medical diagnostics is impossible without MRI machines, but the compelling magnetic fields around them present high risks of accidents unless strict safety conditions are strictly observed. Though the accident rate in MRI facilities is meagre, the consequences can be severe enough; thus, elaborate emergency procedures, especially staff training, and a rapid response mechanism are strictly necessary.

Need for Strict Emergency Procedures

The potentially powerful magnetic fields in an MRI environment pose great dangers if incompatible items are brought into the area. For instance, ferromagnetic objects can turn into airborne projectiles, seriously threatening patients and medical professionals. Therefore, well-established and regularly updated emergency procedures become necessary to prevent such accidents.

Emergency procedures must consider equipment-specific hazards, which include failures of MRI equipment, acute patient events occurring while scanned, and, on rare occasions, the incidental existence of an undesirable metallic object. Properly implemented protocols can enhance the speed with which MRI teams respond to hazards as they evolve into potentially serious events. Similarly, facilities are also monitoring the implementation of those protocols, with an eye out for changes in technology or practice that might necessitate revisions.

Importance of Proper Staff Training

Emergency procedures depend on adequately trained staff aware of hazards associated with MRI machines. The staff should be able to ensure that all the equipment used in the MRI suite is compatible with an MRI. Such equipment should include MRI-compatible monitors, as well as MRI-compatible stretchers and wheelchairs.

Rather than training staff on how to work with the equipment, training must prepare personnel to act quickly in an emergency, such as if a patient reacts to an In-bore MRI or if the MRI system fails. Once a patient is considered at risk for evacuation, safety will be maintained by using MRI-compatible equipment throughout the magnetic environment.

An incident in California brings risks into focus in an MRI room. The powerful magnetic pull of an MRI machine dragged a hospital bed toward it, badly maiming a nurse named Ainah Cervantes. Cervantes said that the force was so strong that she got wedged between the MRI machine and the bed as it was pulled toward the MRI machine. Meanwhile, the patient fell off the bed and escaped unhurt, but Cervantes was forced to have surgery. This incident, which The Times of India covered, demonstrates the risk factors of working in MRI environments.

This is an example of how not only the patients but also healthcare professionals have to be vigilant. Any mishap can be avoided if all the staff become alert to the safety measures during and after an MRI scan, know which materials are safe to use in MRI environments, and learn how to handle patients and patients’ transportation before and after the MRI scan.

Emergencies consume a lot of time. Therefore, facilities of MRI units need to have rapid response systems and mechanisms for accident containment in place. In cases of fire, equipment malfunction, or patient distress, immediate action is called for. For non-compatible objects found within the unit, instant procedures involve removing the item from the patient or stopping the MRI to avoid further risk.

Of course, in such a scenario, when a patient reacts to the discomfort or anxiety they are experiencing during their MRI, staff need to be prepared with the knowledge and resources available to respond to patients as quickly as possible. Ready to evacuate rapidly might be MRI-compatible stretchers and wheelchairs.

Communication also will play an important role; clear, real-time communication by radiologists, technicians, and other healthcare professionals will guarantee that the team will stay together and coordinated at any moment.

Issues with Equipment in the Safe MRI Environment

An essential feature of MRI safety is associated with MRI-compatible equipment. Yet, most non-compatible equipment can quickly become hazardous in an MRI room as a strong MRI magnetic field attracts everything towards it. So, facilities must ensure that only MRI-compatible healthcare systems, including MRI-compatible monitors, displays, and projectors, are employed.

Aside from these, fMRI monitors and synchronised cameras have facilitated medical practitioners’ observation of patients without any invasiveness to the patients. Through them, technicians can detect issues with the patient and respond accordingly. As long as the purchase of fMRI monitors and MRI-compatible screens is made, it is a guarantee that international safety standards can be achieved for hospitals to enhance MRI safety in India.

Improving MRI Environment to Prevent Injuries

The environment in MRI rooms plays a vital role in keeping patients calm since safety is directly addressed. This may include aspects like MRI-compatible projectors, virtual skylights for healthcare, and MRI cinema systems, which may assist in minimising a patient’s anxiety before scanning. A more relaxed patient is less likely to panic, which decreases the probability of movement or emergencies turning into an accident.

These patient relaxation tools can assist MRI centres in making the In-Bore MRI experience more accessible and less stressful for patients while decreasing the number of stress-related events. Ensuring patient stillness during the scans will also enhance the procedure’s overall safety, thus reducing the chances of complications or injuries.

Ensuring a safe MRI environment requires a multifaceted approach, including well-defined emergency procedures, comprehensive staff training, and fast response mechanisms. The process is further supplemented by installing MRI-compatible equipment in the MRI rooms and enhancing the ambience. The incident in California reminds patients and staff alike to be watchful while working within MRI environments. By investing in state-of-the-art MRI healthcare systems, such as those developed by Kryptonite Solutions, facilities can dramatically enhance the safety of MRI rooms and the patient experience.

[mripetctnerd]

MRI Emergency Rundown Unit safety test and battery replacement

[americas1suiteheart]

I have something called Juvenile Myoclonic Epilepsy that I was diagnosed with when I was 15 which isn't caused by flashing lights or strobes, but rather hormones. So, I decided to do something with a reader that is epileptic, just not with something exactly like mine. Enjoy!!

I Won't Tell, I Promise

James Wilson x Epileptic! Reader

Summary; Y/n has been working at Princeton for 4 years, hiding her epilepsy in fear of losing her job. But what happens when an episode comes out of nowhere?

Notes; Everyone I've met and told I have epilepsy always thinks it's light sensitive, but it's not. I wanted to kind of have this as a thing to give a bit of what it's like dealing with that stigma.

Warnings; Foul language, mentions of taking prescription drugs, epileptic episodes, angst.

Word Count; 4,230

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You've been working at the Princeton Plainsboro teaching hospital for a short while so far.

Before Prinston, you worked at a hospital all the way over in Oklahoma City as a nurse, then to Chicago as a doctor.

You probably would've never gotten this job if you mentioned what would be considered a "safety concern", to anyone.

You were diagnosed with Myoclonic Epilepsy when you were 17 and though it was said to be hormonal, it still hasn't gone away 26 years later.

"It'll go back to normal, just give it time, it usually goes away by your 20s," the neurologists and your mother constantly reminded you that. And nearly 30 years later and they were wrong.

That's what upset you the most. The fact that they assured you that it would go away and you would no longer have to take anymore of the god damn medicines or switching them constantly. They lied to you.

But, no use in moping about it. It is what it is. This problem, this disorder, is what pushed you to do what you do now. Neurology.

The doctors and neurologists could never figure out what was "wrong" with you. Countless tests, week long EEG's, CT scans, blood tests and draws, more brain scans, everything you could think of. Nothing.

No tumors ever found, nor any family history of it.

You'd just figure it out yourself.

Being in the medical field for almost 20 years has just earned you one of the larger titles.

Dr. Y/n L/n | Head of Neurology.

You had your own office on the floor where all of the MRI and CT machines resided. Made recently for you.

You just got that title just a couple months ago, and man was it difficult.

You had to take an extra dose of medicine due to the amount of stress and lack of sleep you were getting. And you weren't about to give that title you worked so hard for up.

Maybe (you knew it was,) mixing one of the strongest medications with another concentrated one was a bad idea.

750 mg of Levetiracetam, 370 mg of Lamotrigine, and 50 mg of Clobazam 3 times daily. On top of vitamins due to deficiency.

Now, that high of a dose of the Levetiracetam was already bad enough, but mixing it with the Lamotrigine made it worse. But you couldn't have an episode on the job. You feared that if you did, you would lose not only your title, but your job, and at the worst, your medical license.

You just couldn't risk that.

"...Y/n? You okay? Can you hear me?" A hand waved in front of your face with a couple snaps, trying to get your attention

Now see, that was the tricky thing with epilepsy. Absent seizures. You never knew if you'd just spaced out or had another small seizure.

"Oh, uh, sorry. Yeah, I just spaced out for a second, my bad." You respond, forcing a smile with a chuckle.

"Oh, good. Thought I lost you there," Wilson says, putting his hand down and taking another bite of his salad.

Your watch begins to beep, indicating it was time to take the second medication of the day.

One in the morning, one during lunch, and one at night, taking each one with water and food.

"Um, give me a second, I gotta go get some water real quick. I'll be right back." You awkwardly rush.

"Don't worry, I'll get one for you. I've gotta throw my trash anyways."

"No, Wilson. Really it's fine I can get it," You began to panic. Don't panic.

"Then I'll go with you," Wilson smiles, getting up with his trash.

You mutter out an "Okay."

'He's going to ask about the pills. I've never taken my meds in front of anyone before. What do I say?' You began to freak out even more. 'What if he sees them and tells Cuddy about them? I'll lose my job.'

Technically you weren't supposed to supply your own medication to yourself. That's how House got in trouble. It's not like I'm abusing them, though. Right?

"What's that timer for?" Wilson asks.

"Well, sometimes I'll be working and I'll forget to grab lunch, so I don't want to forget to eat, y'know?" Liar.

"Oh,"

You continued walking in an awkward silence before you quickly went to the food bar and bought a bottle of water.

"You left me, what was that for?" Wilson chuckles with a hand on his hip.

'Do I just tell him? He'd be the first to know apart from my family or friends back in my hometown. No one since I left there knows about it. But I could trust him.'

"Uh, well.." You begin.

"Wilson! Come here!"

You turn around to see House marching (or trying more so,) toward the two of us.

"House-"

"Shut up, I need you. You can talk to Ms. Addict later."

'Shit, did House know?'

"Excuse me, what did you just call me?" Unbelievable.

"..real bold coming from you, House." You continue.

"At least I admit it! You’re exactly like me!" House shouts as he walks away with Wilson.

"What do you mean by 'Ms. Addict?'" Wilson asks, you being able to hear him as he walks away with House.

'If House knows, will he tell Wilson? Shit, more importantly, will he tell Cuddy?'

You sigh as you walk out of the cafeteria and go down the stairs to your respective level and enter your office.

"God, I've gotta stop this shit.." You say, picking up some x-rays of brain scans.

The patient was an 8 year old little boy. He was experiencing small seizures regularly, without any family history of seizures or epilepsy diagnosis'.

He'd been in the hospital for nearly a week now, countless tests were run, and he'd been attached to an EEG machine to see what would spike when he had an episode.

'Shit.'

You looked more closely at one of the radiographs. On the right side of his temporal lobe there were two black masses, most likely tumors, which looked to have been roughly 5 to 6 inches in size.

"Fuck.. Fuck, what do I do with this." You began to panic. There shouldn't be masses like that. This could just be something wrong with the machine, right?

You can't just stand there. You had to say something.

'Wilson,' You thought to yourself.

He would be the one to go to. You could only hope that they weren't cancerous tumors.

You gather up the rest of the radiographs and make your way out of your office to go to Wilson's, hoping that House was finished doing whatever he does, and that he would be in there.

"Hey, Dr. L/n, I was wondering if you have any updates on Noah yet?" The boy's mother stopped me in my tracks.

"Oh, good afternoon, Mrs. Pieters. I was actually just looking at Noah's radiographs now. I'm going up to Dr. Wilson's office right now to go over them with him, so the final results should hopefully be out soon," You explain anxiously, still trying to sound as professional as possible.

"Oh wonderful! Once again, thank you for putting Noah in your care. You have no idea how lucky and relieved we feel now." She replies, a big smile on her face.

You feel so bad...

"Of course, Mrs. Pieters. Noah's health is one of my top priorities right now, and I couldn't be more happy to help. If you don't mind, though, I really need to go over these with Dr. Wilson right now."

"Of course. Sorry for keeping you," She apologized.

You wave her goodbye and rush to the stairs to reach Wilson's office.

You urgently knock on his door, waiting for a response, yet none came. You knock once again, and still no response. "James, are you in there? There are some radiographs I need to show you,"

You wait more, and still no response. Maybe House or Cuddy know where he is.

You go next door and open House's door, not even bothering to knock.

There House sat, throwing and catching his oversized tennis ball.

"What the hell-"

"Do you know where Wilson is?!" You cut him off in an urgency.

"He's probably in the bathroom touching himself, I'd check in there if I were you," He says sarcastically.

Oh..

"I'm being serious, House!" You roll your eyes and shout in frustration.

“Why, do you want to finally confess your undying love for him?”

You look at House with your mouth agape, looking like a fish out of water trying to create a response that wouldn't make you seem flustered. “I-”

You figured it would be near impossible to have an actual serious conversation, though not that you wanted one, with House. “I’m just gonna go ahead and go to Cuddy’s..” You sigh, frustrated with the time you’d just wasted trying to talk to him.

“Fine then! Be-” House shouts before you shut the door on him, silencing whatever bullshit he was going to say to or call you.

You make your way to Cuddy's office, looking at the radiographs on your way to make sure they really were something to be concerned about, though you would still look them over no matter what.

You knock on Cuddy's door and barge in, the same way you'd just done with House's. "Cuddy, have you seen Wils-" You say, stopping as you see Wilson standing at Cuddy's desk, going over some files.

"Oh my gosh, thank god. James, please, I need your help and time just for a moment," You plead.

"James? I got upgraded to James now?"

"Not the time now, Wilson,"

"Can you two do this somewhere else?" Cuddy says, a tinge of annoyance barely clear.

You leave Cuddy's office with Wilson following behind.

"What is it I can help you-" He says before you urgently (rudely,) cut him off.

"It's about Noah's MRI and CT scan results," You sigh, sadness in your voice.

Wilson's face softened, "Please tell me it's good,"

You pull up the radiographs and show them to him, not being able to see it all that great.

"Let's go to my office,"

You and Wilson make your way into your office, you put the pictures onto the intensifying screen and take a look at them once more, that feeling in your stomach getting deeper.

Please don't let it be bad..

"Those black masses right there at the temporal lobe, do you think those are.. tumors?" Your voice shakes.

Wilson inspects the pictures and points out the same two that you feared.

"Th-these ones?" Wilson questioned.

You nod your head.

You were horrified, but at the same time, you were anticipated. If these were the cause, then you would know why this was happening to him, unlike you with yours.

Wilson lets out a deep breath and turns to you, "We're going to have to run some more tests.. these are.. definitely tumors, but we don't know if they're cancerous..."

You sigh and rub your hands over your face.

Wilson walks to you and rubs your back with one hand, and places the other onto your shoulder.

You shiver at his touch, you began to feel dizzy and after taking your hands away from your face, you see black auras begin to obscure your vision.

And then, you blacked out.

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Your head was pounding and your tongue was swollen. You looked around you in confusion as you found yourself laying on your side.

Where am I?

A hand ran through your hair as someone softly assured you that you were okay.

You get up before quickly falling back down to the floor.

"Hey, hey, L/n, just- sit back down. You're okay," a familiar voice assured you.

You blink slowly.

"Hey, look at me, look.. What's my name?"

You look at the male, his face becoming more familiar, though not enough until a couple seconds passed by, him staying patient with you.

"Wilson?" You slur.

"Good- um, what's your name, now?"

You felt like you were going to vomit. Your head was still spinning, though you were starting to become more familiar with your surroundings,

"Y/n? What happened?" You groan.

"Y/n, you just had a seizure.."

Those five words sent you into shock, though now it was beginning to quickly rise up to a panic attack..

"What?"

You put your head into your hands and brought your knees to your chest, a lump began to form in your throat and tears welled up in your eyes, "No, no, no, no, no, oh god, no..." You sobbed. You let yourself stress out enough to the point that you had an episode after not having one for nearly 6 months. You were doing so good. God there's no way you're going to ever drive again.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay, Y/n." Wilson tried to assure you as he patted your back.

"No, no it's not okay.. shit," You choke up.

You wipe the saliva off of your mouth, presumably from spitting up during your episode.

You rock yourself back and forth, head still in your hands.

Wilson stayed quiet. He had no idea what to say, but you preferred that he didn't. You needed some silent time to gather your mind together.

"God.. fuck, I'm so sorry, James. You shouldn't have had to deal with that.." you exhale and apologize, afraid to even look at him.

"Y/n, don't- don't apologize,"

"You're not going to tell anyone are you? Please don't tell anyone, please, Wilson," You pleaded, tears welling up again at the thought of losing your job.

You didn't know that House had already known before. House had overheard you when you were speaking to Noah that one day, and then found out how much you were taking a day, earning your new nickname 'Ms. Addict'.

Him being the huge blabbermouth that he is, he obviously felt the need to tell Wilson. Wilson didn't know if he told him because he had some sort of worry for you, or if it was just him being an asshole, but by God was he glad that House told him.

"I won't tell, I promise." Wilson said as he wiped the tears away from your face, cupping it with his hand.

You melt into his touch and sigh.

"How.. how much Levetiracetam have you been taking..?" Wilson questioned.

You look at him in confusion, "What? What are you talking about?"

"Your meds.. how much of them are you taking?"

House.

"House- House told me, just earlier today," Wilson admitted hesitantly.

House!

“I’m gonna kill him!” You suddenly shout in a fit of sudden rage.

You get up only to fall once again, not just triggering your vertigo, but also making the previous dizziness you’d just had only mere minutes ago worsen.

You grab onto the nearest table to stable yourself, stumbling around as you try to pathetically attempt to speed walk.

 “L/n– L/n hold on just– Y/n!” Wilson says anxiously.

“Fuckin’ asshole, I’m gonna kill him.. How does he even know?” You grumble to yourself.

You stumbled around the workplace, bumping into things and nearly dodging others, looking like a lunatic disguised as a doctor, or to be more accurate; House.

“Y/n!” Wilson calls out to you, catching up to you far more quickly than you had been “speedwalking”.

He stops you, getting ahold of your left arm and goes in front of you, grabbing your other arm after successfully stopping you from even taking one more step.

“L/n, don’t. I know he’s an asshole but let's just go back to your office so we can sit you down, and then talk about this, okay?”

You were upset, and overwhelmed. He was right. You should go back to your office, sit down, have some water, and focus on Noah.

Noah..

You nod at him and turn around to make your way back to your office, one of his hands on your back and another out in case you fall.

He was so.. caring. You’ve never had someone care so much for you. You haven’t had that in years, you’d forgotten just how nice it was to be cared for, even if it were in upsetting circumstances such as now.

You smile to yourself as he helps you to your office chair, thanking him.

Wilson pulls up a stool in front of you, “L/n, are you okay?” He questions, taking your hands into his own, warm and calloused.

“Yeah, I guess I just freaked out a bit. I’m alright,”

“How much medicine have you been taking, L/n..” Wilson asks concerningly.

You sigh. You didn’t want to admit you had a bit of a.. problem with substances, specifically your prescribed ones. God, I really am House..

“Uh,” You look away from him. You were more than ashamed of yourself. There was a reason the drugs were controlled, because they were addictive..

It had gotten to the point where you depended on them too much. The Clobazam wasn’t even necessary, either.

“750 mg of Levetiracetam, 370 mg of Lamotrigine, and 50 mg of Clobazam.” You mutter.

“750 of Levetiracetam??”

“Yeah.. three times daily.”

Wilson sighs and lets his head fall low, muttering something to himself.

“L/n, you could overdose on just the Levetiracetam and Lamotrigine together twice, maybe even once! But you're mixing it with the Clobazam, too? Three times a day? Who’s prescribing you this much medicine?!” Wilson was genuinely concerned for you, he didn't mean to sound or come off as angry or upset, but that’s definitely what he sounded like.

"Myself," You looked at your hands, his were still holding yours.

"..I'm sorry but- I couldn't risk having an episode, especially not here. If- if anyone else found out I thought I might lose my job or- or my medical license, I can’t risk that, I- I worked so hard for this title, I can’t let it be taken away because of some stupid-” You started to get worked up and hysterical. So much build up just over the years of not telling anyone your worries, not even your parents or friends from home, all of it just spilt out in front of Wilson.

Wilson gets up and pulls you into a tight hug, stroking your hair as his chin rested on to of your head. “I won’t tell anyone, and I promise you, I absolutely promise you that you won’t lose your job if anyone else finds out,”

You tense up, but the sound of his heartbeat so close to your line of hearing made you relax into his arms, wrapping your own across his torso.

“I don’t know about you, but this is one of the first times that I’ve ever been happy that House is an asshole. I’m glad he told me. I’m glad you’re safe.” Wilson continued, holding you closer to him.

His overwhelming affection and concern began to make you tear up. He actually cared for you.

And though House would never admit it, so did he.

You began to cry into Wilson’s lab coat, still not letting go of him in fear that you would lose him forever if you did.

“I care for you, Y/n. I never want you to feel this way.”

He didn’t even care that you were dirtying his coat with your own tears and snot, he only cared for you at that moment.

“Oh, you finally found him. Did you find him in the bathroom touching himself like I said he was? Is that why you’re crying? Do you need a hug from me, too?” House says sarcastically as he barges into your office.

You take your face out of Wilson’s coat to scowl at House. “Fuck off, Greg..” You sniffle.

“House, it’s really not the time for your shit, and that’s a highly innaproppriate thing to say- wait, where did you get that from?” Wilson says, pulling away from you.

“I’ve heard you,” House ‘whispers’ very loudly.

House hobbles over to you and stares for a few seconds before ruffling your hair, making it messier than it already was before.

“Addict,”

“Says you, asshole,” You respond, trying to smooth out your hair for it to look decently.

“..Uh, how did you know? About my..” you continue.

“You have really gotta start being more quiet when you talk to your patients about stuff like that, it was hard not to hear you blabbering to that kid. Do you just do that with all of them? Pretty wreckless if you ask me,” House responds.

“And my medication?”

“You’re not as sneaky with it as you think. Maybe being more open about it would raise less flags. You just might actually be worse than I am, Ms. Addict.”

Wilson stood aside, watching the interaction between his best friends. They hated eachother, but cared for eachother at the same time. He smiled at the scene.

“Whatever,” You say as House leaves your office.

“You two are an interesting pair,” Wilson chuckles.

“He’s a child.” You roll your eyes and smile.

House pops back into your office, sticking only his head in through your doorway. “Druggie addict.” and he disappears once more.

“There’s my point being proven,”

“Oh, I never doubted you,”

You look up at Wilson, with him looking back down at you.

You took in his features for a good couple of moments, 

his thick brows were one of the most noticable features of his, in the best way possible in your opinion at least. You could never imagine him with what people would concider “normal proportioned” brows. They sat atop those puppy dog eyes that held a sort of tired softness to them, you could just get lost in them forever. A single section of hair seperated from his usual kept up hair, laying on top of his forehead. His smile. My god, his smile was so nice.

“What?” Wilson lets out a breathy laugh.

“Nothing, you just look nice today,” You reply back before getting up out of your chair in your best efforts, successfully making it back to Noah’s Radiographs.

“Thanks, you do, too,” He stood next to you at a closer proximity than before.

You and Wilson looked closely at Noah’s Radiographs for a few minutes before Wilson declared, “I don’t think you have to worry about these tumors too much, they look benign to me. We just need to remove them and Noah should be fine,”

You let out a sigh of relief. Noah was an amazing kid. You have no clue what you would do if you had to give news that he had something that could possibly be a cause of death. At least you found the reason for his.

You lay your head on Wilson’s shoulder and smile, “Thanks, James.”

He brings his hand up to grab your waist, pulling you closer to him and laying his head onto yours, “Thank you for letting me help out with him. He’s lucky to have you,”

“..though, I think I would be even luckier to have you, Y/n.” Wilson continues.

Wilson had always been good with his words when he wanted to. They always came out to be smooth, yet not too vulgar or forward. Thats exactly what it felt like now. It felt genuine, it felt like it actually came straight from the heart, and now you felt like yours was about to practically beat out of your chest.

“I think you would, I’m just special like that,” you giggle.

Wilson raises his head off of yours and looks at you, taking in how beautiful you looked before placing a small kiss to your head.

You grin, practically from ear to ear and lift your head off of his shoulder to press a kiss to his cheek, only for him to lift your chin up. You two were practically teasing each other, for as when you went to close the gap, he lifted you up and carried you to your office chair bridal style and sat down with you in his lap, now closing the gap himself as he spun around in the chair with you.

You smiled into the kiss and you could feel he was too.

This would be one of your most memorable days ever, in so many ways. Not only because of Noah, but because of this moment with James that you would never imagine would happen to you in a million years.

Its not to early to think to yourself or say, you love him.

You love James Wilson, and you would scream it from the top of your lungs so everyone else could be reminded of it.

You were in love with him, and he was in love with you.

[mad-hare]

> lifelong distrust of chiropractors

> insurance tells me to go to this physio place

> physio place says their physiotherapists are booked full but they can get me in with a chiro in 2 weeks

> accept because I need to be seen within a time frame for insurance purposes

> chiro tells me he would only work on my muscles not my joints

> google information about chiropractic safety, decide that maybe I had prejudice for no reason

> second visit I am incapacitated after, nauseous and sick the rest of the day. New symptom: pins and needles down both my arms

> chiro says, “that’s unusual, maybe you should go to the hospital and ask for ultrasound and MRI, but I can’t do anything to help refer you because I’m not a doctor”

> seems hesitant to do more work on me

> distrust in chiropractors restored