Life Update: The plague is winning, but your babygirl is stubborn.
For everyone wondering about the radio silence, I've been sick and focusing on recovering. Not ignoring anyone, promise 🥺 Thank you for being patient with me while I take the time I need to get better.
Those were the last words Henrik heard from the ego he had treated like a son before he had gone into work that day. Well, the last he’s heard from them when they were alive. Oh how he wished he could have that back now.
That call, the one that started it all.
Flashing back to the past, Henrik’s alarm went off with it’s usual loud beeping. With a small groan, the half asleep surgeon reached to turn it off before throwing the covers off his body. He yawned and stretched, some of his joints popping as he did so. Standing up he put on his glasses and went to get ready for his shift at the hospital. He ran the place after all.
While fixing his doctor coat and trying to find his keys, he stumbled around Robbie. “Looking for something..?” Robbie handed Henrik his keys, who thanked him afterwards and gently hugged him. Robbie happily hugged back and smiled. Sometimes Henrik got carried away when he’d treat Robbie like his son but that couldn’t be held against him since Robbie was always around Henrik and was slightly the second hand witness to the death of his wife and child. He let him take on that parental role for him; they had to set some boundaries firsthand but it worked for him. Robbie even found himself sometimes calling Henrik ‘dad’ which always made the Germans’ day.
But this day was different. Robbie was just finishing up for a degree after he had dropped out of college at the age of 25. Seven years later he decided to go back for a masters degree in law. Henrik walked to the door to head off for work when he heard Robbie call out for him. “Be careful today! I love you dad!” Henrik smiled softly, giving an ‘I love you’ back to him as he left for that day. Little did he know that this day would change his life forever.
During the shift about nine hours later there was a call for an emergency meeting. When the question of who was asked the entire group of other doctors fell silent, as they knew Henrik would not like this news. “It’s..” one of them hesitated, choking back the words that could either make Henrik lash out or break him, rendering him inconsolable. “Your ‘son’..Robbie was in a bad car crash today..He..did not make it”
Those words left Henrik speechless. His brain blanked and it felt like he wasn’t even in his own body at this moment. For a while he hoped, silently praying that this was just a dream and that when he got home there he would be, all happy and alive..
But, those were just wishes, when he got home that night there was nobody there to say hello like Robbie used to.
From then, days turned to weeks. And weeks turned to months as Henrik tried everything he knew to try and cleanse the guilt he felt. It wasn’t his fault but it felt like it was. Had he of been there for him and not left, maybe, just maybe he’d still be standing there waiting for him. He couldn’t do it..he needed his child back. He couldn’t save his little girl..but god dammit he was going to save Robbie no matter what, even if it killed him!
When the clock struck midnight, Henrik left the ego household that they resided in and went back to the hospital. As always it was locked up, just how he left it. Pulling the keys out from his pocket he unlocked the door and walked inside. From there he went down to the morgue, looking for Robbie’s door.
Opening the door he slid Robbies’ body onto the cart and took him away, to the laboratory side of the hospital and decided he’d take matters into his own hands. From there, he worked on several serums, and replaced a few things that weren’t needed.
Once he was finished, all he needed to do was jumpstart the heart one time. It wouldn’t beat like normal, but it would be enough to bring him back to life. He’d need a powerful electric shock to do so, and Henrik knew exactly how to get it. breaking a lamp bulb he plugged it in and then proceeded to shock Robbies’ body before unplugging the lamp..
Hours later, he heard a small groan and his head quickly shot up. Robbies finger twitches..then again..Then he slowly but surely began to wake. Henriks’ eyes lit up at the sight and he made his way over to him. “Robbie?” He said quietly. The german sat next to the bed Robbie resided on.
Robbie’s eyes slowly opened, and met Henriks’ pale blue tired eyes.
I know I haven't posted this week, but my partner and I realized one thing working OT during the pandemic, we were really annoyed by various things in the house we're renting, and since we were never leaving the house, the annoyance just grew and grew.
We'd been saving up to buy right before this whole mess began, and so, 2 years later, when a work friend happened to be selling, we saw her house and loved it.
So moving in the middle of Midwest winter...seems like a good idea. LOL. I shoveled snow 3 times today just to make sure it would be clear for tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, I'll get up with the dawn and go to the new place to shovel before the movers come.
Everything is sore, I might *melodramatic* die...or maybe just take ibuprofen...you know, either, or. Anyways, I'll be back soon, keep listening to those pods!
Kaiser's back to taking all my blood. I swear, they're keeping vampires in their basement. Related: my fingers and knees are kinda numb. Vaguely related: middle splits still hurt when your legs are numb. #trainingwhenidontfeellikeit #30daychallenge #splitsonthursday #everythinghurtsandimdying #rheumatoidarthritis #everythingsfine (at Portland, Oregon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMmwzvNhZ_3/?igshid=1x5n3lmzlilm6