I'm Eveny Bennett, 35. And I'm your neurologist.

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ooc : sorry for having been a bit “off” those days, I have been very busy :/ Replying tomorrow :)


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The bar / Anyone 

nurselaura:

eveny-b:

nurselaura:

Laura sat in the nurses staff room, she had just finished a back shift. She sat on the sofa in jeans and a light grey top. She had changed from her usual scrubs. It had been a good day, no-one had died on her watch which happened like never. She picked up her cell out of her bag and checked the time. She felt like a drink, she dropped her cell back into her bag. She picked up her belongings and exited the staff room.

After a short brief walk, Laura pushed open the door to the popular bar many of the hospital staff visted after their shift. She walked over to an empty stool at the bar. She placed her belongings on the bar in front of her as she looked around at the bar incase she saw anyone she knew.

It has been a calm day for the neurologist — nothing serious, some exams for ancient patients, some for worried people — but it occurred that, most of the time, it was nothing, and they could leave at once. So, Eveny had decided that her presence in the hospital was no longer required. She had been there for 12 hours now, it was time for a break — and which place was more suited than their usual bar around the corner ? It was their familiar place, the one where you could meet all the doctors at the same time. So, she took off her white blouse and picked up her bag.

When she entered the bar, there wasn’t many people yet — it was the moment Eveny liked best, when she wouldn’t have to make her way to the bar through a crowd of young people, even though most of them were working in the same hospital as she. She made a few steps in and then spotted a blond-haired girl, sitting at the bar, and which seemed to look after people she might have known. And Eveny knew her, for she was Laura, one of the nurse, and also a friend. So she went towards her, taking the stool just next to her. “Hi Laura ! How are you today ?” she said, as she was putting her bag at her feet.

Laura’s eye fell upon Eveny,a friend and a fellow collegue, a smile spread across her lips. “Hey, I’m good thanks, just happy to get away from the hospital A drink is well needed. What do you want to drink” She asked as she took a sip of her own drink.

Laura liked Eveny, she was a good doctor and didn’t see Laura as just a nurse. They were also friends. “How was your shift? Didn’t see you around today?” She asked as she flagged down the bartender.

"I’ll have red wine." Eveny answered with a smile. "You know, les origines.” She was French by birth and it might have sound cliché to say so, but she really was a “wine lover”. She didn’t really like American wines, but she didn’t complain about it. But, from time to time, when she had the occasion, she would go to a specialized store to buy some Bordeaux and enjoyed it at home, in a warm bath. That thing was among one her guilty pleasure in life. 

"Quite calm, actually. Nothing serious, and no death, thanks God" she said as the bartender was putting the glass in front of her. "Thank you" She took a sip of the blood-red liquid. "What about you ?" Laura was one of the kindest person around, and Eveny knew she was going out of a really bad time.


2 years ago • 6 notes • originally from nurselaura

The Office | Eveny 

dana-mitchell:

“Desperate times call for desperate measures.” She knew she could never hurt Eveny, but she certainly would use her as a body shield when the interns returned. Dana just wanted time to be still and relax. It seemed when she was wanting solace, everything just got crazy when she needed time. Sometimes she wished she could just scream and make everything stop. Suspended in time where everything could just go her way. For at least a day. 

Dana sort of feigned a little frown. “She hasn’t really spoken to any of us yet.” It was likely because Raina was embarrassed, but she really didn’t know. Raina could be a flirt when she wanted to, but Dana didn’t know if it had been her own choice to leave with Morgan’s ex. Either way, the lightweight immunologist shouldn’t have been left alone. “I left…early. I feel terrible. And that’s saying something.” This time, her expression was more apologetic. 

"Then you’re really desperate, poor dear…” Eveny said while putting on a compassionate smile for her colleague. As a doctor and a surgeon, life never was easy, for any of them — always new patients, always new people dying. Some times you could save them, and others you just couldn’t, and you feel guilty and responsible. And then it’s another day, another people needing your help. It was a never-ending cycle, and now and then, Eveny just wished it could stop for a moment. 

"Oh, dear." Eveny got up, by-passed the desk and went to the blond. She took the head surgeon in her arms, softly rubbing her back. "It’s nobody’s fault — anyone could have been there to help her. Don’t feel responsible for having left early. You’ve done nothing wrong." Eveny could also have chosen to go to the bar, but she hadn’t. Things had happened, but there really wasn’t anyone responsible for what had happened to Raina.

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2 years ago • 5 notes • originally from queenofnightporters

The Office | Eveny 

dana-mitchell:

“And then I would have held you hostage.” Dana warned, wagging a finger in the woman’s direction. She wouldn’t have been able to handle the stampede of interns. Even her pager often went off just because they’d bribed another doctor to find her. Now she had to be sure when her pager went off, it was actually an emergency. Most of the time it wasn’t. Unless the page was directly from Kate or her staff, it was safe. Interns couldn’t bribe her boss like they could with a few of the others.

When Eveny asked for gossip, Dana knew she had something special in mind. “Raina and our bartender’s ex, apparently. Got Raina drunk and took advantage of her. She’s mortified. Doesn’t remember a thing..” When most of the women in the hospital drank, they ended up alright. But she should have known not to help her sheltered friend drink. Raina didn’t know her limits. As a friend, she should have known when to cut another off. But she hadn’t. And neither had Morgan, so Raina had to live with what had happened, even if she was upset. 

"Oh, you wouldn’t do that to me ?" Eveny asked, with a false expression of surprise on her face. She thought that Dana must have been really driven crazy by those interns. For her part, she really couldn’t complain — April had been a dream to her, always paying attention to what she was saying and all her advices. And she wasn’t saying that because she happened to be Kate’s little sister — Eveny really meant it. She had brought a great deal of help to the neurologist’s job. 

When Dana told her about Raina’s stories she pulled a disgusted face “Oh, God. Is she alright ?” She had already heard stories about passed-out women being kind of abused, but most of the time, it was because of men, not of women. “This is awful… Wasn’t anybody there to prevent that thing ? God…” She had wanted gossips, but not of that kind.

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2 years ago • 5 notes • originally from queenofnightporters



The Office | Eveny 

dana-mitchell:

eveny-b:

dana-mitchell:

Being the best friend of Kate made it easier to like Eveny’s intern, April. It seemed like everyone in the hospital got a useful hand but herself. The massed herd tended to crowd the OR like photographers after a celebrity, and Dana was in their sights. Just the thought made her want to find a better hiding spot in the office. She’d been jumpy lately, every open door could lead to a group of hungry students. Everything was just so unpredictable.

Every so often, Dana did like an intern or two that came through the hospital. But she wasn’t the type of teacher that taught by words. She wasn’t good with talking to so many people at once. It made her flustered and nervous, not that she ever planned to admit it. She wasn’t good with answering multiple questions at once and there were only a few ways she could handle it. Running. Hiding. From any issue. “Who said I’m hiding? I just wanted to spend some time with my favorite brain surgeon.” She grinned mischievously and leaned back in the large chair. “If you need an extra pair of hands, mine are currently not occupied.”

“Oh no, Dana. No flattery with me.” Eveny said, smiling at the head surgeon’s words. She put her fists on her hips, looking at the blond. “Besides I’m the only brain surgeon, so it’s easy to choose me as your favorite.” She was gently laughing, before heading her desk and taking the chair in front of it. “I’m actually studying for my next surgery, so I’m afraid you are of no help.” Eveny laughed “So you are indeed hiding here”

She couldn’t really blame the doctor — she was brilliant, and lacked patience. But the neurologist also thought that nobody was prepared to teach anything to anyone. And then bam, you were told that you actually had students and that you had to train them in order to make them surgeons. It wasn’t that easy, especially for someone who hadn’t many human contacts, such as Dana. “So, you want to talk about them ? Or just forget about them ?”

“No? But your hair looks so lovely today.” Dana’s lips took on a little pout as she looked up at Eveny. Even though the brunette happened to be the only working neurosurgeon in the hospital, she was still one of her favorite people to be around. She rarely said anything truthful without a good bit of sarcasm with it. It was almost as if she couldn’t get a nice thing out without adding a twist to it. “Don’t tell anyone, please?” Frowning a little bit in jest, she crossed one leg over the other. Having Kate after her for escaping from her interns wasn’t something she wanted to deal with. When her friend was upset, everyone else was too.  

She was never built to teach. She hardly even liked children. Anything from newborn to twenty five were in her grey area. Even though she operated on women, children and men of all ages, she still couldn’t tolerate the questions from the younger generations. It was all too much. “Forget. I could go on all day.” 

"Don’t worry, I won’t. You know I’m not a blabbermouth" Eveny said. And she really wasn’t. She was known to be one of the most discreet women of the hospital, and that’s generally why people would tell her their secrets. "And had I wanted to tell anyone, I would have opened that door and yelled after your interns to come after you" she laughed.

"So, if interns talk is forbidden… have you got any gossip ? Who slept with who ?" She might be discreet, but she still remained a woman nevertheless — she loved hearing about other people’s stories, even though she wasn’t the one who was going to speak about anybody in their back. And besides, there were almost only women here and it was hard to keep the mouths shut when it came to secrets and love affairs.

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2 years ago • 5 notes • originally from queenofnightporters

One busy day || April 

aprilstafford:

eveny-b:

“Yes, you’re right” said Eveny “There are indeed extra symptoms to migraines. And the most frequent when they are caused by damaged vessels are hallucinations. But…” She made the chair turn towards April “But the most interesting part of this is that the patient haven’t said anything about any hallucination, of any kind.” She stood up, smiling brightly. “So, I think it’s time for a little visit !”

She knew some doctors loathed to do visits, finding them boring and useless — but definitely not Eveny. It was almost what she liked most about her job, that human contact. Besides she was intimately convinced that visits could help a great deal with treating the patient… and sometimes the diagnosis.

For when she entered the patient room, the young woman wasn’t exactly lying still in bed. She was screaming, running through the room, holding her head between her hands, with the nurses trying to put her back in her bed. “Lay her down !” said Eveny hastily. “Take off the cushions ! Quick !” As soon as the woman had been lain on her back, her head on the same level as the rest of her body, the pain went away, and she stopped screaming.
“We’re missing the point” said Eveny, turning to April.

Everything happened so fast. At first they were just having a conversation and then there the patient went, screaming in agony. April did as Eveny said, as quicky as possible, and then pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. Everything seemed so peaceful again; the patient didn’t scream and she seemed absolutely fine. April nodded her head firmly and bit her lower lip, confused. What was going on?

“Yes, absolutely. But what’s going on? Was this a new thing? Ever happened before?” April asked, frowning a little bit. It was weird and sort of unexpected. Things like that happened but if it was a new symptom, there must have been a trigger to cause all that pain the patient had just experienced. But what was that trigger? They had to figure out something, quick.

“She seems to be fine when laying down, that’s for sure. What would cause that kind of pain whilst standing?” she wondered and walked around a little bit, chewing her lip and sometimes looking between the patient and Eveny. She was a bit confused.

"Let’s go out, shall we ?" Eveny said before exiting the room, followed by April. It was indeed very, very strange — she had never witnessed such symptoms for migraines before, and she doubted it was still about headache…

"I think I know what’s wrong" the neurologist said after a long reflexion. She knew something that could cause such pain, and then disappear when lying down. She had already seen that sort of cases in other patients, but never in someone who had complained about migraines before. "Her cranium is lacking cerebrospinal fluid. When she’s lying down, it balances the whole thing again and she doesn’t suffer anymore."

She stood, wondering, almost for herself “But why now ? And what about the damaged artery on the scan ? Or could it be that…” She wasn’t sure of herself, even a little afraid of the meaning of the whole thing if she was right. “Her cerebral aqueduct may have been damaged because of a shock of any kind, causing her pain, and now it’s leaky and she’s lacking the fluid. And then the artery is…” she stopped for a moment, to be completely sure of herself. But how could she be wrong, when it appeared so clearly on the scan. “Yes, it is an aneurysm.”

Eveny suddenly became grave. It was too deep in the brain to be operated on. There was nothing she could do about that. She would repair the cerebal aqueduct and then tell her patient that she could die at any moment. Eveny was used to losing people while working, but every time, it still was hard for her to admit that she couldn’t always save everybody.

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2 years ago • 4 notes • originally from eveny-b

ACTIVITY CHECK. 

fmedicine:

So we’ll be having these weekly, depending on what day I get to it. 

What you’ve got to do is reblog this post and day you’re active. Any character not active for 3 or more days without notice will be re opened. I don’t really want to do that, you’re all really great :)

[If you are going to be away for a few days or are just generally busy, drop an ask so I don’t open your character prematurely.]

Active !


2 years ago • 4 notes • originally from fmedicine

The Office | Eveny 

dana-mitchell:

Being the best friend of Kate made it easier to like Eveny’s intern, April. It seemed like everyone in the hospital got a useful hand but herself. The massed herd tended to crowd the OR like photographers after a celebrity, and Dana was in their sights. Just the thought made her want to find a better hiding spot in the office. She’d been jumpy lately, every open door could lead to a group of hungry students. Everything was just so unpredictable.

Every so often, Dana did like an intern or two that came through the hospital. But she wasn’t the type of teacher that taught by words. She wasn’t good with talking to so many people at once. It made her flustered and nervous, not that she ever planned to admit it. She wasn’t good with answering multiple questions at once and there were only a few ways she could handle it. Running. Hiding. From any issue. “Who said I’m hiding? I just wanted to spend some time with my favorite brain surgeon.” She grinned mischievously and leaned back in the large chair. “If you need an extra pair of hands, mine are currently not occupied.”

"Oh no, Dana. No flattery with me." Eveny said, smiling at the head surgeon’s words. She put her fists on her hips, looking at the blond. "Besides I’m the only brain surgeon, so it’s easy to choose me as your favorite." She was gently laughing, before heading her desk and taking the chair in front of it. "I’m actually studying for my next surgery, so I’m afraid you are of no help." Eveny laughed "So you are indeed hiding here"

She couldn’t really blame the doctor — she was brilliant, and lacked patience. But the neurologist also thought that nobody was prepared to teach anything to anyone. And then bam, you were told that you actually had students and that you had to train them in order to make them surgeons. It wasn’t that easy, especially for someone who hadn’t many human contacts, such as Dana. “So, you want to talk about them ? Or just forget about them ?”

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2 years ago • 5 notes • originally from queenofnightporters

The Office | Eveny 

dana-mitchell:

Interns were driving Dana up the walls. Question after question was quickly eating away at her sanity. To begin with, the blonde wasn’t much a people person. With nagging, clingy teenagers thrown into the mix, she found herself wanting to escape in the worst way. Sneaking out of the OR and away from her problems, Dana decided to slip away to the other end of the hospital. Very few hiding places seemed to appeal to her at the moment. Not the lab, the morgue, the ER. Kate was busy trying to find a way to express her feelings, Stephanie seemed to always give her the cold shoulder and Raina was busy trying to deal with her overnight issues. 

There seemed to only be one last place she dared leave for. Eveny’s door sat in front of her, handle so close to her grasp. Sucking in a deep breath, she entered the room quickly and closed the door behind her. Quickly scanning the room for the occupying neurologist, her assistant or any stray interns hiding away. She headed toward the first room, dropping down into the woman’s chair. Raising her voice so it would transfer into the other recesses of the extra rooms attached to the office, hoping it would reach the woman she hoped to speak to. “Ev, do you mind if I hide out here, for say….the rest of the day?”

She wasn’t the best. At least, not the best teacher. She sometimes had difficulties understanding why her interns didn’t get it straight when it seemed obvious to her. She lacked patience, from time to time, but she would never, ever loose her temper and after all, she was quite fond of those students. It remembered her of her own years as an intern, when she was eager to learn, constantly asking question, to her own teacher’s despair.

Being in her office, she was studying her books in anticipation of her next surgery — surgery she had to explain to her interns. So she wanted to be completely aware of everything. Plunged into her book, she had barely hear the door of her office opening, being in another room to get even more concentration. She didn’t bother to get up at first, until she heard Dana’s voice calling her through her office.

Dana Mitchell was a lovely woman, really — but she had some troubles getting along with the interns whom she loathed. That Eveny knew for well. Sighing she got up and walked to her main office, finding the head surgeon sitting in her chair. “Dana you really need to sort out your problems. Of course you can stay here — but I don’t think hiding away from them is the best solution…” Eveny smiled. April had already told her about interns petrified in front of Dana. She was a brilliant surgeon, but not such an amazing teacher.


2 years ago • 5 notes • originally from queenofnightporters