#disabled whitaker

[puppydogdennis]

dennis should be chronically ill in that way that he's way too casual about shit and when he talks about his diy fixes for stuff other people would go to the er for his coworkers and bosses need to fight to be the first one to smack him upside the head

except for jack. abbot just snorts and shakes his head

[shanehollandersautism]

hucklerabbot disability rep sickfic WIP is taking shape nicely, have some

His final rotation — emergency medicine — had quickly become his favourite. The pressure was immense, but he thrived in the chaos. Pitt Fest had certainly landed him in the deep end, but with that under his belt he felt a little more confident that he could handle anything else coming through those sliding glass doors.

About three weeks in was when he happened upon a little issue in the form of two men almost twice his age, happily married, and more off limits to him than freedom was to a man on deathrow.

The constant touching didn't help, Dr. Robby and those hands that encapsulated almost his entire shoulder, thumb digging into that fleshy point on his neck as he steered him in whatever direction he was needed. Dr. Abbot, although less touchy, was no less commanding in his presence. Dennis couldn't help it, the way he naturally gravitated towards them both, couldn't stop the way his shoulders dropped in their presence, the way the skin of his neck flushed when they paid him a compliment on a job well done.

[puppydogdennis]

i think dennis should have fibromyalgia but he doesnt realize it yet. hes so used to just pushing through the pain that he barely feels it anymore bc it's automatically filtered out by his brain. he always feels miserable and Bad and gets nauseous super easily and everything's always kinda hard and he gets exhausted very quickly. but he assumes everybody's like that, they're just better at pushing through it than him bc he's weak

i think when it gets diagnosed he wishes he never heard of fibro. because now that he knows he has it, he can't relegate the pain and exhaustion and nausea and fatigue and brain fog and everything to the background anymore. he has to actually experience it now and it's torture

[shanehollandersautism]

have you breathed it in 'til it's medicine, that you cannot live without? [AO3]

4.5k words, established hucklerabbot, disabled Dennis Whitaker, fluff, medical trauma, hospitalisation, part 2 of my disabled Dennis series

He woke up screaming. Or he thought he did. In hindsight he wasn't sure how much noise he was actually making given how dry his mouth was. His throat felt like someone had put a chainsaw down it and he distantly wondered if they'd had to intubate him. The tears streaming down his face were scalding. He thrashed, screaming hot pain ricocheting through his lower spine, unknown hands held him down as he continued to yell, lungs starved of oxygen as he struggled to take a breath through the lump in his throat.

Hours later, he would realise they were trying to hold him still to stop him paralysing himself.