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Bruce was once again glad that though he'd gone to medical school his work goal was research. This seemingly endless parade of people that were either injured, sick, or dealing with problems related to the cold was wearing him down. The fact that his symptoms were getting worse wasn't helping. He'd taken to wearing a surgical cap or knit hat at all times to disguise his hair loss. For practical reasons he'd shaved his head. He would hook himself up to an IV to keep hydrated as well as make it easier to inject medication to control the nausea and vomiting.
When patients needed seen he had to set aside his own issues. Apparently the particular patient was carried in by 'a hot looking Xena warrior babe' which could either be Valkyrie or Sif. Bruce told the young man to be very careful about saying that where the woman in question could hear him.
Since Bruce didn't recognize the lady he assumed it was Sif. He let her out and was glad to get his patient's first name. "Hello, Matt, I'm Dr. Banner. If you want to call me Bruce that's fine," he said after closing the door. He moved over to a rolling stool and sat down. "Normally I'd ask more questions before launching into an exam, but since you were exposed to the cold for an unknown period of time I want to check your feet and hands for signs of frostbite right away. It might ensure you get to keep all your digets."
He carefully unrolled the bottom of the blanket and saw Matt's feet were wrapped up. "Wrapping your feet was smart," he said. Then he pulled out a pair of bandage scissors and proceeded to cut the wrappings off. "Okay, I need to to close your eyes and tell me when you feel something poke your toes."