#it rained the whole morning today and it kind of summarizes the mood of our group members this morning

[collecting--stardust]

Posted to female oncology ward for these two weeks and all I can say is cancer is cruel but amidst that pain and sorrow, you can really see true love in that ward

#saying this in light of one of my group's fav patient that passed away after my shift last morning #shes in her early 30s and was a teacher and was diagnosed with breast cancer that metastases to lung and cervical lymph nodes #she was weak since she was admitted last week and usually just sleep but shes so nice every time we administered medication to her #or even when we check her vital signs despite how tired she was #her husband is a teacher too and as of late hes there every day as her condition deteriorated #apparently she wanted to undergo chemotherapy but her first cycle led to some severe side effects so her doctor doesn't allowed it #when we read the case note before clocking out the shift yesterday theres a psychiatrist entry so yeah #her husband was just caressing her hands as she slept yesterday and he looks obviously pained when my friend asked what had she eaten #because we need to fill the intake output chart and yeah she was unable to eat much anyway #it was very sad to see her husband wiping his tears silently by her bedside #and then we came to the ward this morning to find out she had passed away and there was a discharge note on her case note #apparently she supposedly will be discharged today so that she will be able to go at home #turned out she left first.. #it rained the whole morning today and it kind of summarizes the mood of our group members this morning #it was sad obviously but when i think about it you can really see how much her husband really cared for her until the end #i hope he will be able to heal and that may her soul rest in peace #personal.txt

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Selcouth [Yoongi x Reader]

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Yoongi is shoving his school notebooks into his bag, in a rush. He overslept his alarm again today, and really; he should consider having multiple alarms set so he doesn't just snooze on the one and ruin his schedule. Hair a disheveled mess and clothes wrinkled, he shoves his feet into his converse (our tired boy can tie them later) and scurries out of the house. He manages to remember to shout a quick "I love you" to his parents as he races against time to the bus stop. Yoongi is extremely lucky that he makes it on time, although maybe he only makes it because the bus driver is familiar with his usual tardiness. One minute later and he would've missed the bus, and missed school, and then dropped out because of it. Wow, life is hard. So, when he finally drags himself up the steps and plops down into a seat, face red from the morning coldness, he can only let out a heavy sigh as he hears the drivers belted laughter.

Yoongi scoots to the window seat, reserving the space beside him with his bag for comfort. Of course, he doesn't need to because the bus is never crowded this early, but he's never like strangers sitting next to him. Yoongi puts his headphones on and clicks shuffle on his music, not in the mood to play a specific playlist. His eyes wander out the window, mentally telling the driver their daily route to the usual stops. Turn right here, go straight, stop here, keep going, right, left, stop, keep going. It's all the same until the driver stops at the sign where he would usually go straight, and he turns. Yoongi immediately registers the unfamiliar sights and yanks his headphones out before turning his head to look at the driver through the mirror.

"You weren't supposed to turn there." He states, scrunching his nose as he looks at the cars through the front window.

"Don't worry, kid. It's a shortcut, it'll save us a few minutes." The man assures, shooting Yoongi a knowledgeable look before focusing back on the road. Yoongi lets out a huff of disapproval, eyes squinted as he reaches into his pockets for his phone.

"So this means I'll arrive at school sooner? No thanks, turn around."  He deadpans, flicking a hand in a signal for the driver to make a U-turn. The man simply chuckles at the youngster's joke, maintaining his focus on driving. Yoongi's lips twitch upward into a small smile, that old man laughs at everything. They reach a stop light and Yoongi looks up, from having scrolled through his twitter a bit, to the scattered students walking along the sidewalk. He cocks an eyebrow at them just as the driver silently answers his question.

"There's another school around here. It's an all-girls academy, it's pretty small but my niece tells me it's relatively nice." Yoongi nods in understanding, looking out from the side window to the high-school girls. They're all chatting, laughing, enjoying their last couple of minutes before school starts. When the light finally turns green, the mentioned school comes into view.  It's smaller than his school, but it certainly looks far much cleaner than his school does. Yoongi is just about turning his head away when a certain girl comes into view. Her hairstyle and uniform don't ring any bells to him, but the bandages on her knees sure do. It's likely to be the girl he helped a few days ago with that, surely it is with that same dazed look on her face. Unless some other girl scraped her knees a well, coincidentally? Even as the bus drives past, Yoongi turns his whole body to keep looking at her.

"Did you like what you saw?" The driver jokes and Yoongi scrunches his nose again, leaning back in his seat and scoffing.

"Not really." He replies, brushing it off as he puts his headphones back on. Although unknown to all except for him, Yoongi thinks "I'm glad she at least got home safe."

When the bus finally arrives at his stop, Yoongi utters a "have a nice day" to the driver and quickly scurries off after the other three students. Adjusting the straps of his bag, Yoongi walks the last five minutes to his school campus, immediately spotting his older friend, Seokjin, standing in their usual meet up place. Yoongi is tempted to turn on his heel and walk in the opposite direction of Jin, but he refrains from doing so, knowing he'll only get an ear full as retaliation. Jin attacks Yoongi with teasing gestures about the sour look on his face, a joke Yoongi can't bother to understand. Then, he goes on with his rant about how the younger should be more grateful that he's friends with someone so handsome.

Plenty of time before class starts, so the pair walks around campus, Jin's rant finally dying down and being replaced with casual talk about nothing special. The sky is clear today, Yoongi notes, not a single cloud in the sky but he wishes it would rain just so their physical education class would be canceled. When the first few classes of the day roll by, it seems agonizingly long, although it always feels like that the first few days back from break. It's only when lunch comes around, in the middle of scribbling ideas in his notebook, that Yoongi remembers.

"Ah, oh yeah. I saw a girl this morning who resembled that girl who scraped her knees a few days ago." He mutters, clearly uninterested, as he keeps scribbling. He had briefly summarized the event to Jin over the weekend, and the older clearly had an interest. Not many worthwhile things happen in Yoongi's life, although maybe this isn't as worthwhile as Jin makes it out to be. Jin's eyes widen, flexing his shoulders when he leans in closer to Yoongi.

"Wow, really? Was she okay?" He asks, concern laced in his voice, but Yoongi just shrugs.

"Yah! Answer me properly, this is disrespect." Jin huffs, making Yoongi lean away from his writing and cross his arms, eyes cast to the side. He purses his lips in a silent defeat and simply nods.

"How am I suppose to know if she's okay? She had bandages on her knee's, and she could walk, so that's good." Yoongi glances briefly at Jin before casually continuing with his scribbles.

"Well, you said before that she seemed shocked. What if she hit her head when she fell? Did you as?" Yoongi shakes his head, absentmindedly doodling a small dandelion at the corner of his notebook. Jin nudges Yoongi's arm, causing his pen to stray and draw a line straight through all his work.

"Hey, that was uncalled for! I've been working on this for days." Yoongi whines, crossing his arms and letting out an exasperated sigh as he meets eyes with Jin.

"You said you saw her, was she going to school? Work? A party?" Jin pushes, and Yoongi narrows his eyes, unsure of why Jin cares so much about some silly girl.

"She had a school uniform on, so she probably goes to the academy close by my workplace." Yoongi takes a sip of his juice box, looking down to skim his work before closing his notebook. He can finish his music plans later, because if he keeps working on it now, Jin might just rip the entire thing.

"Why don't we go check up on her? Ask her if she's doing okay." Jin suggests, but Yoongi scrunches his nose and gives the elder a look.

"I'm not just going to go to her school and casually ask her. She'll think I'm a stalker or some kind of creep." He groans, picking the paint off the table at which they sit.

"You have to go make sure she's okay," Jin states in a tone so serious that Yoongi has to look up to make sure his ears aren't deceiving him. It's not often that Jin is this serious with him, he's always been the playful one.  But the elder doesn't press any further, leaving silence between them as Yoongi slumps in a defeat like-state. Jin knows his words will weigh on Yoongi's mind, especially after his serious tone. Truthfully, he just wants the younger to stop being so aloof about things that he should care about. He knows he'll do the right thing and make sure the girl is fine, sacrificing a bit of dignity is nothing. Or at least, he hopes.

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