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morganaspendragonss · 2 years

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Hi! Not the same med anon as before but I saw your post so I thought I’d offer what I saw! I work in a hospital with some vent patients so I know a few things but I’ve never worked with some one with hypothermia so this is mostly guessing about his condition.(Like you said there’s not much new in the pics but I’m OBSESSED) anyway

Let’s start with the monitor. His heart rate has been 69 in every pic which I weird to me but it’s probably just what they have it set as for TV. 69 is a normal HR indicating he isn’t stressed or in pain (it would be up in the 120-130s or even higher if that were the case). His heart rhythm looks normal too. We know his HR drops really low in the promo so I predict it will go as low as 30-40 and then maybe stop completely (!). This is probably due to an arrhythmia (irregular heart beat) which may have caused his initial cardiac arrest in the last ep (Also they moved him way too much which you aren’t supposed to do with hypothermia patients but whatever). His BP is not displayed on the monitor even though he has a cuff hooked up which is also weird (it would be where those white Xs are and the machine would automatically run every 5 min or so). His O2 is also lower than other times (100 in the episode and pic with Owen and 93 now) 93 is still a normal pulse ox but I’m concerned that it’s lower as well as the waveform (see how the blue line dips a little toward the beginning?) this could indicate he’s having some trouble or maybe they’re trying to wean him off the vent and he is just working harder with the new settings.

That brings me to the vent! I can’t for the life of me see anything on the screen and I want to know the settings so bad! Basically I’d look for the setting, his Fio2, and his PEEP. If he is on a positive pressure setting, it means he’s fully dependent on the vent and can’t breathe on his own (very sad but very angsty for us). Alternatively, if he’s on a spontaneous setting he is getting support from the vent but is triggering his own breathes which is what would need to happen before they took the tube out. For the FiO2 it is basically how much oxygen he needs from the vent (20-40% would be good cause that means he doesn’t need much to keep up his pulse ox, the closer he gets to 100% the more help he needs to keep his blood oxygenated). Last is PEEP, which would tell us a lot about what his condition actually is. A normal PEEP is 5 so if the vent is set to 5 it means he’s good and ready to get off the vent as long as his FiO2 and setting are good. If his PEEP is higher ( I think it can go up to 10 or 12) it means he can’t keep his lungs from collapsing without the pressure regulation from the vent. This is usually seen with patients with pneumonia or water in their lungs because all the extra stuff in the lungs is building up pressure and causing the lungs to collapse. I think it’s a good chance TK could have pneumonia or water in his lungs which could be a big reason why he needs the vent but I wish I knew his PEEP so I could tell (I also saw a post about him maybe being given antibiotics so i think we really could be looking at an issue like this as well as his arrhythmia but we will see). Also I’m being picky but his vent tube would never be shoved under a bed rail like that it would be hooked up to special holders on the ventilator to make sure it is always in sight (because like if something got stuck he could die cause he needs the vent to breathe so it’s an important tube haha).

But yeah that’s my speculation! Sorry it got so long but you always seem genuinely interested! Med stuff on tv almost never lives up to my hype or reality but I’m actually hopefully for this one!

i literally owe you my life anon. this is so much information and i am living for all of it. it genuinely does interest me because as much as i love whump, i also love realism so i do have a tendency to get bogged down in the most minute details. i just want to know what the writers are trying to show us wrt tk's condition because it's all well and good having him on the vent, but if they're trying to emphasise that it's bad bad, then they should put some effort into displaying that.

not that i'm saying i'm expecting to be 100% medically accurate because at the end of the day it is a tv show. but if they're going to display stuff on these machines, it would be nice for it to actually mean something rather than it just being like 'standard' or whatever.

anyway!!! thank you so much for this ask. it was truly fascinating and i loved reading it!! 💚💚💚

#holly answers things #anonymous #s3 chat #911 lone star

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boywivlove · 4 years

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Macchiato Boys

Genre | Vampire | Coffee shop au

Pairing | Min Yoongi x Park Jimin

Summary | They come in every night, just after the sun sets. They order the same thing every time. He was older than his lover by a century. And while they couldn't be more different, Min Yoongi and Park Jimin are inseparable paramours who love to paint the town red.

Warnings | Implied drug use, implied intoxication, implied lovers, vampires, talk of blood consumption

Authors Note | Helooo This is my Secret Bunny fic for @yoonqiful ! Surprise its me Peach your mystery writer <3 I really hope you enjoy this fic, I tried to include a lot of what you told me in your answers, let me know what you think! Also I hope you like the little extra gift of a moodboard for this fic too !!!

The idea of a 24 hour coffee house might sound contradictory to some people. Coffee at night time? Surely not. But in a part of town where late nights at the office and night shift workers are abundant, business was usually steady for independent coffee shops that catered to Seoul's night owl community. This particular coffee shop was settled on the corner of the street, and was a regular haunt for two particular customers. However, recently numbers had been dwindling. Seems the string of disappearances in the area have been causing some unrest with the residents, well, not everyone as it turns out.

They come in every other night, same time, same booth, same order. Looking as though they have just woken from the longest nap of their life. The female baristas have nicknamed them

`The Macchiato Boys`

A nod to their regular order. The ladies, and sometimes the guys serving would flirt with one of them, to the bemusement of the other, and the sad disappointment of the baristas. These two, people seemed to be drawn to them, like moths to a flame.

Everything about them dripped with appeal. Their skin, their smell, the dismissive aloofness to everyone else in the coffee shop. Anyone who looked at them, properly looked, could tell there was something between them. Like a secret only they knew. It was the subtle touches and looks they gave each other that only the most observant of people could catch.

`Paramours`

If anyone who listens carefully to their conversations, they would learn their names were Yoongi and Jimin. it would seem all these boys do is come here, drink coffee, find a bite to eat, and then return to whatever day job they have... well off and carefree with sin like porcelain.

The rain rapped on the window in a steady rhythm, it was almost a relaxing moment, if not for the swell of rowdy customers taking shelter from the weather outside. For Min Yoongi, his night hadn't even started and it was already being ruined. Could he have no calm before heading out into the night? He scoped out each table, drunks mostly. The coffee shop does sit on the corner of the street leading into the nightlife district. Still, all these people are afraid of getting a little wet. `Pathetic.`

“your scowling.”

The soft voice drew his attention back to his own table. He looked across from him, his partner has a sleepy smile on his face, blowing bubbles with his straw.

Yoongi couldn't help but look at the young man with a softer regard. The corners of his mouth upturning slightly in a smirk. Jimin was the epitome of innocence at first glance, his somewhat childish `girly` antics made anyone who didn't know him regard him as harmless, easy. He had to admit it's what drew him to Jimin in the first place, it wasn't until he saw what was underneath the persona did Yoongi become enamoured with him.

“And? Look at them, sloppy drunks who come in here ruining the night”

“I don't think so, If you ask me we have a whole buffet here. why not just take out if you don't want to be here”

Jimin chuckled to himself as he also did a scope around the shop, his eyes lingering on the drunker of the groups, the ones who were swaying and could barely keep up with the conversations being held.

“Didn't anyone ever tell you not to eat garbage love?”

He watched as Jimin popped a sugar cube in his mouth, Jimin gave a jovial smile as he crunched on the pure sugar. Typical Jimin. Pure sugar, sweet, but will rot you from the inside.

“You, darling, need to learn to not be so picky, You need to learn to take what's given to you.”

Yoongi did admit, he was particular about his tastes, he liked clean. drugs and alcohol couldn't affect him if he consumed them himself. But drinking from someone highly intoxicated or strung out would give him a second hand effect. It wasn't something he liked, he liked to be in control. It was the biggest difference between him and Jimin. His other half seemed to not care at all about who he ate. He almost seemed to intentionally go for the ones under the influence. He did always say the thing he missed most about being human was the high he got from whatever he took.

“I'm not picky, I'm careful. You have to think, if you go ripping into the throats of every drunken idiot you come across, people will start all together avoiding the nightlife district, we have a good thing here love, no need to gorge ourselves on garbage only to have to find new take out areas.”

Jimin pouted as he just sipped his coffee, Clearly, Jimin didn't like to be lectured. Yoongi appreciated how much Jimin had changed since they met, He would binge on just about anyone he could find, newborns were always more bloodthirsty, they didn't care who they killed. But while most newborns grow out of their thirst, Jimin never did, he was always hungry. And while it was a hindrance sometimes to deal with sometimes, Jimin had come a long way and had done his best to suppress his appetites, and Yoongi would never hold that against him. Taking his hand in his own, he brushed his thumb against Jimin's knuckles as he spoke in a lighter tone.

“Besides, you like the coffee too much to go anywhere else.”

Jimin let out a breathy laugh, his hand squeezing Yoongis in reciprocation. He could never stay upset with Yoongi for long. That was Yoongi's charm, the charm he showed few people. The Persona Yoongi gave off was a distantly cold individual, not caring for your life story, your life in general. Yoongi made sure to show a softer side with Jimin, it was like he kept the depth of his emotions locked away for only Jimin to see, and to Jimin it was like the sweetest honey.

If you asked Yoongi what Jimin was to him, he wouldn't need only five words to express his feelings.

`more precious than the sun`

#bangtanarmynet #BASECRETBUNNY20 #bts #bts fic #min yoongi #min yoongi imagine #yoongi imagine #park jimin #park jimin imagine #bts vampire au #bts coffee shop au #bts fluff

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softlyjiminie · 5 years

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a place like this | j.h.s

⇢ pairing(s): jung hosek x reader.

⇢ word count: 1.7K.

⇢ genre: fluff, friends to lovers!au, college!au.

⇢ summary: he knew exactly how you liked your coffee and yet you didn’t know about your feelings for him or the one in which your roommate has had enough of you flirting with his best friend.

⇢ warning(s): please read! cursing, mentions of sex, a lot of flirting.

⇢ author’s note(s): hey hey i wrote this in like a day but here’s my first lil hoseok imagine uwu i hope you enjoy. oh and btw, i love yoonmin.

“So what’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?”

The question is simple, and normally you would have given it a simple answer but the tone and source of the voice has the tiniest bit of annoyance mixed with a a sprinkle of amusement, crawling up your spine. You shift your body so that you’ve turned away from the brewing coffee on the rusty stove and raise a brow, your pink lips drawn into an unimpressed smirk as you eye the boy before you.

“I live here, Hoseok.” you chimed as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, because it was. The red haired boy tilted his head innocently, his palm pressed against the fridge to cage you in with his arm. You noted how he had to glance down at you, being at least a head taller than yourself.

Hoseok continued to stare at you, eyes searching yours before he stood straight with a smirk on his lips. “I know that~” he drawled, his head tilting again but this time in a teasing manner. “but this place is a dump, you deserve better Y/N.”

“It’s not that bad here, Seokie, you’re just picky.”

The taller boy sighed, exasperated but with a look of amusement painting his dainty features. You shook your head, turning back to the coffee that was almost cold and pouted slightly. You were really looking forward to that.

“Well then move in with me, sweetheart,” Hoseok countered, resting his elbow on the counter as he watched you pour out two mugs of coffee. He didn’t even need to point out that he liked his with three sugars and extra cream or that he knew you liked yours black with one. “You know I have that nice luxury apartment across campus, you’d love it there-“

You raised a brow, sipping your coffee and Hoseok inwardly smiled at how your nose scrunched up. You liked to say that you preferred your coffee with one sugar and not two, without cream but you always ended up swapping yours with his. Simply put it, you hated bitter coffee, but always forgot to add an extra sugar. “And how would I pay rent? I can’t afford it.”

“I’d take care of that for you babe.” he grinned in response.

You rolled your eyes, setting down your untouched mug and swapping it for Hobi’s just as he thought you would. He quickly made work of fixing your cup to his own tastes before bringing the luke-warm liquid to his lips. “I can’t afford it Seok, I’m a college student not a charity case. As sweet as your offer is, I prefer to spend my wages on things that I’ll actually need rather than an over the top apartment,” You licked your lips, the taste of sweetness invading your tongue. “Besides, I like living here.”

The red head’s eyes blew wide at your last words, his facial expression reflecting disbelief. “By god this can’t be true! Someone who actually enjoys living with the Min Yoongi?!”

You felt that your eyes were going to roll right out of your skull with every word that Hoseok spoke, but you laughed nonetheless.

“You know Yoongi, he’s not that bad, he’s all bark and no bite.” you giggled, grabbing the now empty mugs to wash in the sink. Hoseok and Yoongi had been friends since freshman year, and it wasn’t until their junior year that Yoongi decided to earn some extra cash by opening up to a freshman roommate. And here you were. Since then the three of you had been very close, close enough to let Hoseok wrap his arms around your waist as you washed and lean his head on your shoulder.

“Well sweetheart, I’m all bite and no bark, especially in the bedro-“

Wafts of laughter travelled through the air as the front door opened and closed but yourself and your friend didn’t dare separate, used to having Yoongi return in the middle of Hobi’s visits. The blue haired boy stumbled into the room, closely followed by his boyfriend of two years, Park Jimin.

Jimin was a year older than you and one younger than Yoongi, so unlike you (a sophomore), Jimin was a junior. He’d already captured the hearts of many girls across campus with his dancer’s physique and baby face but their dreams were quickly crushed when word got around he was snogging the music major, that the dance department had hired.

You had kind of an odd friendship with Jimin, always fixing him a cup of green in the mornings alongside your coffee after he’d spent the night with Yoongi. The first time it’d been incredibly awkward, since you’d never heard Yoongi cry so loud before but soon after you settled into a little routine. You always made sure to stock peppermint tea in your cupboards from then on, since Jimin hated coffee.

“Fucks sake not this guy again,” Yoongi groaned, his shirt untucked from what must of been a few heated kisses from his boyfriend on the way up to your apartment. You smiled at your roommate, detangling yourself from Hoseok to greet the dishevelled pair. “He’s always fucking here.”

“Guess someone’s not excited to see me...” Hoseok pouted playfully as Jimin clicked his tongue, scolding his boyfriend whilst running a hand through his platinum blonde locks.

“Ahh Yoongs, no need to be so mean...” The Junior tutted, slipping off his leather jacket to collapse on the couch his pouty boyfriend following suit. “Hey Y/N, Hoseok, anything new happening? You dating yet?”

You laughed loudly, throwing your arm around Hoseok to keep yourself stable. Usually you would be able to feel his body vibrate with laughter at Jimin’s suggestion but today he remained still. You didn’t have time to process the red head’s odd behaviour before words tumbled from your lips. “Hoseok and I? Dating? Why would you ever think that?”

This time Yoongi answered for you, his grumble sounding out from the couch where his head lay in Jimin’s lap. “Y/N please, anyone within a five mile radius of you both can practically taste the sexual tension between you two losers,” he huffed, earning a sharp nod from Jimin, all the while Hoseok remained stiff and silent in your hold. “So please for the love of god and all things pure in this world, just fucking go on a date.”

You gasped, cheeks flaming up with heat. Surely you weren’t that obvious with your feelings right? You’d never taken Hoseok’s teasing seriously and he didn’t seem interested in you when you tried to ask him out in your freshman year. Without a clue on what to do, you burst out laughing again, earning frowns from the couple seated on the couch.

“C’mon guys, don’t be so stupid, Hoseok and I are just friends, right?” You managed through high pitch chuckles, desperate for Yoongi’s best friend to diffuse the situation.

He didn’t.

“H-hobi?”

“Would it be so bad Y/N?” He hummed, looking away from you as an awkward air filled the space between you. “If we dated I mean-“

“W-what are you trying to say?”

He glanced down at you, the emotions in is whiskey eyes hard to separate and for the first time in two years, you felt like you couldn’t read him. “I’m just-“ he tried, taking a deep breath as he ignored the stares of your friends. “I have feelings for you Y/N, we’ve been close for almost two years now and I felt like we always had this unspoken thing between us...” Hoseok trails off, biting down on his bottom lip causing your gaze to zone into it. “I mean, do you really think the reason I come over here, even when I know Yoongi is on a date, that I’m here to wait for him?”

You feel almost lightheaded at Hoseok’s confession, the words spilling from his lips are almost unreal to you and you feel almost cold as the boy begins to pull away from you. “B-but if you don’t feel the same, I understand. Jimin and Yoongs are right, you deserved to know...”

Before you know it, Hoseok is leaving your grip, his warmth fading away as your head battles with your heart in what to do. You like him, you realise with a start. You always had and maybe you’d stuffed those feelings deep down in the dark but they were real. You liked the way he never questioned your habits with coffee and how he always came over to see you, make sure you were eating and taking care of yourself. You liked the way he smiled down at you, or teased Yoongi about his height or how whipped he was for Jimin.

You liked him. You liked Jung Hoseok.

Your hand shot out to grab his wrist, eyes wide and you took a moment to think how delirious you looked. Hoseok hesitated, staring back at you with an equal amount of shock. “I-“ you tried, but the words caught in your throat as your brain raced to confess to the boy before you. Clearing your throat, you attempted to get your feelings out into the open before it was too late. A small smile tickled at the seams of your lips as you managed to string together a coherent confession. “A girl like me is getting pretty bored in a place like this.” You whispered, watching the confusion trickle over Hoseok’s features. “But if you’re leaving right now, she’d love it if you came back tomorrow so you could go out for drinks together.”

And within and instant, the red head was smiling widely, brightly and the grip on his wrist went slack as he turned to face you. “Well then, if you want out of a place like this, then I’ll see you tomorrow at seven”

“Tomorrow at seven” you repeated with a grin, stepping towards Hoseok with wonder in your eyes. It was if the world was moving into slow motion, everything settling into place before your little moment was interrupted by none other that your flat mate, Min Yoongi.

“For fucks sake! Will you two stop talking in metaphors and just kiss already?!” Yoongi cursed despite the scolding tone of his boyfriend.

You smiled again, wasting no more time in wrapping your arms around Hoseok’s neck and pressing a sweet kiss to the smirk on his lips.

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