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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 26, 2012 2:29:57 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 26, 2012 20:53:32 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 26, 2012 22:44:37 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 26, 2012 23:43:48 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 27, 2012 0:30:10 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 27, 2012 1:45:22 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 27, 2012 23:50:07 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 27, 2012 23:59:51 GMT -5
Arthur half woke when he felt her abruptly get up, but by the time he'd opened his eyes to see what happened . . . the bathroom door was being slammed shut. He looked at it for a moment, the first thought coming to mind being that was she was panicking again. That she wanted him to get out for she was feeling awkward and embarrassed. He knew what she had said last night, but he supposed there was a difference from being caught in the moment, and then the aftermath of it all. He sat up in bed, deciding it would be best if he left before she came back. Bloody women! They were all so unpredictable. Some liked to wake up next to their partner, others wanted him gone by the time they woke up, and then some -- that was when he heard the gagging sounds. It only caused him to get up a bit faster, wrapping the sheet around his lower half and tucking the corner in so that it wouldn't just fall off. He didn't have time to go downstairs and get his pants right now. She was sick. Was it something she ate? The chocolates?
Or ----- morning sickness. Right. She was pregnant. She was pregnant! How Arthur had managed to forget something so vital, he wasn't sure. What he did know was that he wanted to do something to help and so, he knocked on the door. "Guinevère?" he asked, concern in his voice. Even though he knew what was causing her to be sick, didn't mean he didn't feel bad. Wishing he could somehow take away the sickness and nausea she was feeling. "I'm coming inside," he added, just so she was warned. Waiting just a few moments for his words to be acknowledged, he turned the knob and slowly opened the door, seeing her sitting on the floor. He walked toward her, crouching down in front of her. "Are you alright?" He asked, wondering how bad her morning sickness was. Was she taking in enough nutrients? What about prenatal vitamins? Was she drinking enough fluids? This was where the doctor in Arthur was coming out, though right now . . . the professional was mixing with the personal.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 28, 2012 0:27:44 GMT -5
"Guinevère?" She looked up at the door, and pulled her knees closer to her chest. Her morning sickness wasn't horrid, there were good days and bad, but afterwards for at least a half hour she just felt emotional and slightly depressed and cold. Then she would be fine, as if nothing ever happened. Hormones the internet said, would do this to you.
"I'm coming inside," Her eyes widened as the door opened and he came in. She rather he not see her while she was all pukey and gross. "Are you alright?" Nodding her head she watched him. "It's just . . . a pregnancy thing." She explained forgetting he would know since he was a doctor. She would sit here for a little bit until everything was passed the brush her teeth and be right back on the top f the world again. "Sorry to wake you. You should try to get some more sleep."
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 28, 2012 0:39:40 GMT -5
"It's just . . . a pregnancy thing." That he knew, but he decided not to make a smart ass comment in the form of a teasing joke right now. He would focus on remaining professional, and trying to help her through her morning sickness. Though he of course knew there was no cure for it. Just something that would have to be endured for the term of her pregnancy. There were ways to help lessen its severity . . . and he would have to find out if she was taking such precautions to help her. "Don't apologize," he said softly. Besides, how could he sleep when she was just in the other room, puking her guts out. He was more relieved than ever that he hadn't left her before she awoke. Otherwise, she would be on her own suffering through this . . . just as she had these past few months. But not anymore.
"How long does it usually last for?" He asked, trying to get a better understanding of her condition. All woman's morning sickness differed, in terms of intensity and length. He knelt on the ground, his hand going to her back to gently rub it in a soothing manner. "Are you drinking extra fluids? Taking any prenatal vitamins?" Anything at all? If not, then that was what he was here for. To make sure she stayed as healthy as possible during her pregnancy. Though he worried for the time that he would not be able to see her, when he had work and she was at school teaching. They would need to come up with a better system. Such subjects were ones that he had been trying to avoid last night . . . but there was no more denying it, or trying to avoid it, or even running away from it. She was pregnant and he needed to start planning properly. Rather than just pretend like everything was going to fall into place.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 28, 2012 0:54:12 GMT -5
"Don't apologize," "I am sure this wasn't how you planned t spend your morning." She reminded him, though not in a self pitting way but more of a 'sorry you have to see this' way. "How long does it usually last for?" He asked while moving to rub her back in the most comforting way. No one had ever taken care of her like this. Her father had, some but he was more of a 'make soup' sort, and Elyan send e-cards and joking remarks when she was ill. "You know, I don't even know your middle name." She whispered, clearly not thinking on his question. "What is your middle name?"
"Are you drinking extra fluids? Taking any prenatal vitamins?" "It does not last long, the mood swings are the worst parts, but in half an hour I a feeling normal again. Yes to both questions." She told him, and then moved to wrap her arms around him in an hug, and just hold him. She wasn't sure why she did it, and how she knew it wasn't being too bold or that she wasn't being clingy but she just knew it felt right in this moment. Here and now. She just needed to be held by him.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 28, 2012 1:15:26 GMT -5
"I am sure this wasn't how you planned t spend your morning." It was and it wasn't, but he didn't want her to think of it like that. She was pregnant, this was to be expected. "I'm with you aren't I?" He asked with a small smile. Meaning, that's how he planned to spend his morning. With her. And even under these circumstances, he was still with her. Her next question caught him off guard, as it was rather out of the blue. His middle name? Why did she want to know that? Was this about not know enough about each other? He knew he shouldn't be bombarded her with questions, but rather, trying to distract her to help her through the nausea she must be feeling. "Its James," he said smiling. Not many people knew that . . . probably because not many people asked. But now she did, and he was glad for it. "Whats yours?" He asked, returning the question. Both in further attempt to distract her as well as out of genuine curiosity.
Mood swings. Ah yes. The wonderful mood swings caused by raging hormones. He would have to get used to that too. He was about to say something, about to further inquire as to what she was taking, whether she ate enough during the day, if she was getting adequate rest, when her last doctor's appointment was -- prior to the one he was setting up -- . . . when she suddenly wrapped her arms around him. Something else he had not been expecting, but it was not unwelcome in the slightest bit. He paused only for a brief moment, before putting his arms around her, and holding her close to him, turning his head to the side so that he could kiss what part of cheek he could reach. After a few moments of silence, and just holding her, he spoke. "You should lie down," he suggested. "I'll stay with you for as long as I can," he further assured her. Not about to leave her when she was ill. And hoped that by the time he left for work, she would be feeling better.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 28, 2012 1:48:43 GMT -5
"I'm with you aren't I?" That was the best answer she had ever heard before. Mostly because he sounded so sincere and open and honest, rather then placating. "Its James," James. She liked it, it seemed to fit him. Something a bit more modern then his charming name. "Whats yours?" "Faith," She told him. Guinevère Faith.
"You should lie down," Shaking her head slowly she pulled enough to free him from her grasp. "I'll stay with you for as long as I can," "Thank you, but the more I am up and doing something the quicker the mood swings past." She explained, "Normally I clean something." Dishes, the floor, the bed, anything.
"I have stuff to make muffins," she offered in stead, "I can put them in to bake and we can crash on the couch and . . . . try last night's plan of talking about things again."
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