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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Sept 22, 2009 20:52:37 GMT -5
Kayleigh got the directions to St. Mungo's Hospital from the nice lady she contacted about making an appointment. She was a little nervous about going to the doctor. Sure, she had been to see the doctors in America but they had been taking care of her for awhile. Now that she was in England, she had to find someone else.
A doctor by the name of Scott Kelley was the one that she was supposed to be seeing today. She hoped that he could give her medicines to take during her panic attacks. Luckily she hadn't really had one since she had been in England but then again she hadn't been there for too terribly long.
Entering St. Mungo's Kayleigh stopped by the front desk and got directions on the section she was supposed to go. She went in the direction she was told. Finally reaching the current section after she traveled the hall nervously, Kayleigh checked in at the desk and took a seat in one of the chairs, waiting for her name to be called back.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Sept 29, 2009 22:19:18 GMT -5
Scott was comming back from lunch with Jennifer when he noticed an unfamiliar woman sitting in his waiting room. This confused Scott, he liked knowing each of his patients as an individual, not as a medical file. After a moment, he remembered that he was meeting a new patient today, a Kayleigh Doyle. All he knew about her before hand was that she had panic attacks.
"Kayleigh?" Scott asked, getting the young woman's attention. "Hi there, I'm Dr. Scott Kelley, but you're welcome to call me Scott if you'd like." Scott said smiling.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Sept 30, 2009 6:27:43 GMT -5
While she was sitting in the waiting room, Kayleigh had started to count the number of tiles on the ceiling. Whenever she was on thirty-two, she heard her name being called. That was no reason for a panic attack. The only people that new her name was the doctor, the nurses at the desk, and her friend Cale. That was is.
Kayleigh stood up as she was spoken to. "H-hi," she said with a smile. "It's nice to meet you."
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Post by Scott Kelley on Oct 5, 2009 0:45:31 GMT -5
Scott smiled at the girl, trying to be comforting. He could already tell how terrified she was. He wanted to make her as comfortable as possible, so as not to trigger an attack. "Nice to meet you too Kayleigh," he smiled sincerely. "Why don't we go into my office and discuss why you're here today?" he offered, pointing a hand toward his office door.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Oct 5, 2009 10:59:07 GMT -5
Kayleigh was trying, that was the best thing she could do. She tried to keep things simple and part of her wondered if she should have just found a small itty bitty town to live instead of staying in London. However, she wasn't going to change her mind, not now. She had just got here and if she wanted to get any better, then she was just going to have to try harder.
Nodding, Kayleigh started toward his office. She knew how this was going to go. They were going to go in his office and discuss all about her panic attacks and everything. The doctor was just going to look at her like she was just some patient who should have probably just been put in the crazy house. At least, that was what her last doctor probably thought, the way he acted around her. Although, Dr. Kelley hadn't really acted that way to her, yet anyway.
Entering his office, Kayleigh went ahead and took a seat. She looked around his office while she put her hands in her lap. "You have a nice office," she commented seeing a few pictures of him and two girls that she could only guess were his wife and daughter.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Oct 15, 2009 1:59:58 GMT -5
"Thank you," Scott said as he followed her. He closed the door over, but didn't shut it. He didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or closed in, since he didn't know what triggered Kayleigh's panic attacks, he was eairing on the side of caution. He noticed she was looking at a picture of his family that hung on the wall. "That's my wife Jennifer, she's a Healer here as well," Scott said. "And my daughter Ella, a third year at Hogwarts." He smiled admiringly at the photo before taking a seat behind his desk.
"Can I get you anything before we start?" Scott asked.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Oct 15, 2009 12:47:42 GMT -5
This doctor seemed like he was different from the last doctor she had. The first doctor she ever went to about her panic attacks was extremely nice. He was careful in what he did just to make sure that he didn't scare her, much like Scott was doing. However, that doctor ended up moving away and referred her to another doctor. He was not as caring as the other one seemed. He was all for throwing her into the crazy house. Sometimes Kayleigh wondered if that was where she really belonged.
"They're both beautiful," Kayleigh said with a smile. She was feeling more at ease since he left the door open. Although, sometimes she felt safer with the door closed. "Um, I don't believe so. I think I'm alright, but thanks for asking."
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Post by Scott Kelley on Oct 25, 2009 23:46:17 GMT -5
"Thank you," Scott said with a kind smile. He watched her for a moment, taking a mental note of mannerisms and anything else that could help him get to know Kayleigh. After a while, he gestured to the couch and chair that was set up in his office. Scott only used his desk for paperwork and when he was discussing work with other healers. When he was with patients, he felt that sitting behind a desk was too formal and impersonal.
"Why don't we take a seat," he said. "And we can talk about why you're here to see me today."
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Oct 26, 2009 6:17:58 GMT -5
At first she didn't feel him watching her because she distracted herself by looking at the different pictures. Once she was finished she turned back to Scott and took a seat on the couch. She could just ease into the conversation without just saying that sometimes she thought that she was crazy. Some nights it would take her forever to get to sleep because she felt that someone was watching her even if there wasn't really anyone there. All of this would end up in the conversation, she felt sure.
Kayleigh folded her hands in her lap and crossed her legs. Her bag was sitting right beside her as she looked over to Scott, waiting on the first question.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Nov 2, 2009 2:20:36 GMT -5
Scott wondered if she was going to say anything, but he soon noticed she simply sat down and looked at him. He wondered for a moment how he should start. He could just got right into it, asking her a series of routine questions; or he could just start with an assumption. But he figured "So you think you're crazy huh?" wasn't a good way to start off.
Scott decided to just begin with a question. "So why did you come see me today Kayleigh?" he asked. He wanted to know where she stood with her situation. He had read the notes from other healers, but Scott wan'ted to hear what Kayleigh had to say.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Nov 2, 2009 9:09:11 GMT -5
Hearing the question made Kayleigh raise her eyebrows. Her last doctor didn't ask her that. He had basically told her what she already knew, but now Scott, her new doctor, was asking her why she had come. Of course, Kayleigh could have just replied that he already knew because he had her files, but she didn't want to sound hateful.
She looked to her hands. "I'm here because," Kayleigh paused for a moment. "I have panic attacks and I think that I'm probably going crazy, if I'm not already there." She looked up to Scott. "Every time I'm in a crowd of people, I constantly look around, watching people, making sure that they are not about to do something harmful. If I see something that I think is suspicious, I start to have a panic attack. Although, if I'm away from crowds, I feel extremely alone, and I hate that feeling. Sometimes I'll have a panic attack when I'm alone, even though I've been on my own for awhile now. I just want it all to stop."
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Post by Scott Kelley on Nov 16, 2009 2:43:14 GMT -5
"Kayleigh, I don't think you're crazy," Scott said immediatly. Crazy people don't normally voulenteer to come and get help all on their own. Crazy people aren't normally aware of what may be wrong with them. Crazy people don't think that things need to change.
No, in Scott's personal and medical opinion, Kayleigh was not crazy. "And you're already doing great in my opinion. You know what you want and why you're here. And whether or not it seems that way, it is progress." Scott smiled at Kayleigh with reasurance.
"Can I ask," Scott started. "What is it you constitute as suspicious?" He asked, picking one of her examples to work with. She didn't like crowds because of suspicious people, but Scott wanted to know what that meant.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Nov 16, 2009 7:42:19 GMT -5
Scott's reassurance that she wasn't going crazy was part of what she needed, even though part of her mind wanted to contradict what he said. Kayleigh kept those opinions down, after all, he was trying to help her. She couldn't be negative. The move here was supposed to be something positive.
"Suspicious?" Kayleigh stopped playing with her hands and clasped them tightly together. "Well, I've always thought if someone was reaching for something on them, like in a coat or something, was suspicious." She let out a nervous breath. "It's stupid, I know. Someone just reaching for something in their coat, but it has just frightened me because I don't know what it is they're reaching for."
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Post by Scott Kelley on Nov 27, 2009 3:17:26 GMT -5
"It's not stupid," Scott said. "Not at all." Scott noted that she was twisting her hands. He could also see in her facial features that she was holding something back. But he would come to that later.
"When did this start?" Scott asked, wondering if he could trace this back to one thing in her past. Scott was positive that he could help Kayeligh, maybe not all in one day, but he could. "This..." paranoia? "...fear?" he asked, thinking that sounded better and less crazy.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Nov 27, 2009 18:03:12 GMT -5
Scott was extremely nice. Her last doctor just made 'mmhmm, hmm' sounds as he scribbled stuff down in her file. Kayleigh relaxed a little more, until he asked his next question. She tensed up a little again. This was something she didn't like to talk about, but she knew he had to know.
Being quiet for a couple of minutes after his question was asked, Kayleigh took in a deep breath. "I was nine," she said. "My parents were, were killed. We were in Ireland at a bank. People came in, with, with guns. My father dropped me, told me to hide. I did. I don't remember anything between he told me that and the moment I saw them in the floor." She put her bottom lip between her teeth before continuing.
"I moved into a foster home. Really nice family. We moved from Ireland to America, into an Irish neighborhood. One afternoon, more guns. They were killed too, as were a couple of my siblings." Kayleigh swallowed the lump in her throat. "The second time was when it really hit me. Every noise made me jump, I get scared if I see someone reach into their jacket, even if its their outside pockets. I start to panic and then I can't breath. If I'm alone and I start hearing a noise, I start to panic."
Kayleigh ran a hand over her forehead. "I'm a mess," she said quietly.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Dec 6, 2009 4:07:40 GMT -5
As Scott listened to Kayleigh, his mind shifted for a little bit to Ella. Especially at times like these, he could never imagine that something so painful could happen to anyone. He never wanted something like what happened to Kayleigh to happen to Ella if for any reason he and Jennifer were killed.
"I am so sorry Kayleigh," Scott said honestly. "You're not a mess. You've been through a terrible ordeal." He wanted to see one of these panic attacks she was having, to see what he was helping her deal with, but he sure wasn't going to just purposly initiate one; that would ruin any trust he was trying to build with her. Scott thought for a little bit, wondering how he could figure this out.
While contemplating, he asked another question. "Do you have other people that you are colse to here in london?" Scott asked. And then to clarify "Someone else who knows your story, or someone you can go to after an attack?"
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Dec 6, 2009 12:01:27 GMT -5
She put her hands back together and looked over to Scott. "You're the first one to ever say that," she said with a hint of a quiet laugh. Her other doctor just sort of nodded and made no comments about it.
"I'm not really really close with anyone here," she admitted. "I do have a friend here, but I haven't really told everything that happened." Kayleigh wasn't sure of anyone that she could go to if she had an attack. She didn't want to have to burden anyone with the fact that she had an attack. Besides, she thought that she would be alright because she had always been by herself whenever she had one and some how she was able to distract herself and make the attack go away.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Dec 13, 2009 19:43:36 GMT -5
Scott was surprised that no one had ever told Kayleigh that she wasn't crazy. She had seen other Healers, right? Why didn't they give her the same reasurance that Scott was giving now. Kayleigh wasn't crazy, she was tramatized, which was treatable, with time and compassion, and a little reasurance that soon, one day, everything would be okay.
It was almost time for them to finish up, and Scott thought they had done well for a first day session. When she said that she didn't really have any one to go to, Scott frowned, but only for a moment, before grabbing a card off his desk with his name and profession on it.
"This is for you," Scott said, handing it to her. "It's my card, if you ever need me, or if you're having another panic attack, just tell it and I'll be right there." It was a clever little spell the hospital used, sort of like a muggle's pager, but for healers. "And don't be afraid to use it either, you won't be a burden." Scott smiled kindly at Kayleigh. "And also," he went to his desk and wrote on a piece of parchment, signing the bottom. "Take this to the woman at the front desk, it's a potion you can take for a particularly bad attack." Scott handed her the note. "It won't make the attack go away completely, but it'll help you calm down a little faster and can help you regroup better." Scott said.
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Post by Kayleigh Doyle on Dec 13, 2009 20:17:38 GMT -5
Her last doctor wasn't a healer, he was just a regular muggle doctor. He didn't really have any idea other than for her to find something to get her mind off of things while she was having a panic attack. When she came to England, she knew that she would have been at a wizarding hospital, because she rather have had a healer as her doctor rather than a muggle. Her parents would tell her about it, as well as her foster mother. Her foster mother would tell her stories of the wizarding world. So hearing about potions and other things like that didn't really scare her.
The wizarding world was always interesting to her, and sometimes in order to help herself get out of a bad attack, she would force her mind to wonder over to the mysteries of the wizarding world.
Kayleigh reached out and took the card from Scott. She looked at it curiously. "I just tell the card I need you, and you'll come?" She turned the card over between her fingers. Everything was just fascinating. She turned her eyes back to Scott. "And I just keep the potion on me so if I need it, right?" Kayleigh took the parchment in her other hand before looking up. "Thanks Scott," she said. She started to stand up, putting her bag on her shoulder and his card in her pocket. Kayleigh doubted that she would ever use his card, but she would just hold onto it anyway. Even though he said that she wouldn't be a burden, she hated the thought that she could pull him away from whatever he was doing because she was having some panic attack. Of course, she wouldn't reveal that thought to him.
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Post by Scott Kelley on Dec 15, 2009 2:40:42 GMT -5
"That's right," Scott said. "It works sort of like a muggle doctor's pager," He explained as he watched her fiddle with the card in her fingers. He had a feeling she didn't believe him, that she wouldn't use it. "My wife is a healer here too, her department works on the same system, we get called out a lot sometimes," he was trying to explain that it wouldn't be a burden, that he wanted her to use it if necessary. "But we don't mind, anything for our paitents." He added.
"You're welcome Kayleigh," Scott said as she stood and put her bag on her shoulder. Scott led her over to the door and held it open for her. "I'd like to see you again, soon, maybe in two weeks? how does that sound?" he asked.
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