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1 fest hire nad slowly in agreement. I loosen my hold amend him as he slowly draws away from me. We exey to see the hesitation in r fight the request. I hold his hands greatly she gets moedortable on the pad with the water riding around him
“I’m going to stand up and try to ring some of that water out of my boxers before getting out, just rx. I think Ang i post go to trim dan ye haf around the wound before washing it, then she will leave you stone to wash. Dort be afraid to stand o if you need to but stay in the chilie back.”
He responds slowly with a nod as I stand up out of the water, running my hands down my thighs trying to squeeze the water from
“I brought a robe over and set it on the counter.”
Ang exins as the points to where my sweatpants <i>are </i>folded,
“Thank you, I didn’t anticipate getting in with him so 1 didn’t grab one for me.”
“I’m sorry,” Cole nearly whispers.
“Don’t be. All we want is to help you. You never did answer my question.”
I state casually as I step onto the towel beside the tub.
“Which question was that, sir?<i>” </i>
“Were you rationing your medication while at the Red Moon pack six months ago?”
He looks down at his hands, ying with the water briefly before looking up again.
“Yes sir. I had a limited amount left that I found a month before leaving Red Fang. I took it as prescribed for that month and tried repeatedly to get to Dr. Carter for my refills but I couldn’t get to the hospital so about a week before leaving I changed to taking it once every three days. I don’t know ahead of time when he’s going to allow me to go on a run so the timing was a coincidence. I was there for three months before all of Red Fang was sent home. I ran out two weekster<i>.</i><i>” </i>
1 crouch down beside him as he finished talking.
“We have the list of everything that you’re on. I’ll have your asthma medicine in the morning. As much as you need to get back on Effexor and Abilify, you need to be healed enough that you no longer need pain management medication.”
“What about the other two?<i>” </i>
“Dr. Carter agreed that putting you back on Depakote was too dangerous. You made it through the withdrawals of all four medications this time but Depakote can kill you if you don’t taper off if it. Although mood stabilizers aremonly used with ptsd he felt Seroquel had little effect on you.”
“Will they be reced?”
“I will revisit the possibility of a mood stabilize depending on how you’re doing on the other two about four weeks aft anticonvulsant will not be reced.”
He nods his head slowly as Ang moves her supplies beside the tub.
“Now, what size do you wear? I’m going to go get changed, then I’m picking up t–shirts and underwear for you.”
t you back on them. The
“Extrarge. I prefer a loose fit.”
“Okay, now. Look towards me Cole.”
I reach over the water, taking his chin gently in my hand. He tenses badly, trying to pull away from my grip.
“Easy there, Cole. There’s nothing wrong with what’s happening. Just look my way.”
He whines hard as he relents, allowing me to turn his head. I run my thumb gently across his cheek, his scruff reminding me <b>of </b>my own five o’clock shade necding tending to.
“Rx with Ang. She’s going to trim down your hair and get your head cleaned up.”
He opens his eyes, briefly looking into mine before looking away.
“<b>Yes </b>sir.”
“Good, I’ll be back soon.”
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