L, call me when you see this. Or call Mary. Don't worry, it's not that bad.
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What happened Mrs Hudson says I should ask because Mycroft and Lestrade aren't back because they're probably out on a stupid bike ride still because Mycroft gets to do all the best stuff and she says are you okay?
What's happening? I want to come too Lestrade's run off and Mrs Hudson's gone all cuddly and keeps telling me and Mycroft not to worry and stroking my hair and I'm not worried I just want to know what's happening!
You and me both, Sherlock. (Only you more. Because it's your John.) I'm sure Lestrade will call you the minutes he gets there and finds out what's going on. And then if he's driving again, you can tell us, okay?
(Irrationally, I wish I hadn't asked about Mary, earlier.)
i'm fine, i think John's okay too. there was just a lot blood before or it looked like a lot to me and I couldn't rly tell whose was whose but he looks better now and the other guy looks worse.
Did John bash him and tie him up? Was he a proper bad guy with a mask and have you arrested him Lestrade and will he be put in prison forever? Can I do John's stitches I'll be really careful!
he TTLY bashed him and tied him up, it was pretty cool. but I don't think he's going to prison. I think your mum's people are gonna take him away someplace.
The man's being dealt with, Sherlock. No, you can't do John's stitches (but I think he does need some).
Can you ask Mrs Hudson if she's able to feed you dinner tonight? Ask nicely. If she hasn't got anything in we'll order some take away while we there dropping Mary off.
You've got to be really good to Mary, and not bother her with lots of questions, right?
Mrs Hudson says she'll cook us dinner and John's a doctor so he should know if he needs stitches better than you.
Does Mary like degus because she can have them because they made John feel better but Mrs Hudson says I have to ask because maybe she won't like them
John IS cool and he bashes bad guys and I bet Mummy will make them really sorry they ever hurt him or you because I bet you're nice if John wanted to help you
Blimey, you really do know how to top off a week, don't you?
I am going to assume that you really are OK John, just a bit dented around the edges (mainly because if you're telling Lestrade not to blog and drive then you can't be too badly hurt).
Mary - are you OK? I don't blame you for being freaked out, sounds like it was a pretty scary situation.
Lestrade - you OK?
Mycroft, you are the personification of calm. And welcome home :-)
Sherlock - remember, careful hugs and cuddles first, questions later :-)
I'm fine, thanks, Nameless. Although Boris is going to do very well off my journey across London tonight. I counted four speed cameras flashing me...there were probably more.
Sherlock, you're the resident expert (apart from John, who's not a reliable source right now). Should John have stitches?
And yeah, thanks, Mycroft. You were brilliantly calm up there, and asking just the right questions.
Wow, I'm kind of glad I missed the beginning of this so that by the time I'm catching up everyone is well enough. Even if stitches are called for worry no longer is. And I'd have been with everyone on the worry bandwagon earlier.
Wow, that's a bit of excitement for the end of the week!
John, I hope you let someone take a look at you. We aren't always the best person to determine our own hurts.
Lestrade, I hope you're doing all right, and Mrs. H is able to sort things out so you don't have to worry too much.
Sherlock, if John gets stitches, perhaps you can watch. If not, maybe he'll let you take them out if you're really careful. But remember that he probably doesn't feel very good, and may just need some quiet and cuddles right now.
Mycroft, you are amazing with how calm and level headed you are. Are you doing all right?
Right - we're off to A&E to get John sorted. Mrs Hudson is ensuring everyone here is fed and watered. Sherlock is introducing Mary to the goos (she seems quite taken with them) and Mycroft, the dogs and Anthea are all looking alert...
No one else give me any heart attacks for the next hour or so, please?
Mycroft, you really did cover all the important points--I had nothing left to ask. Would that I were as self-possessed as you are!
Sherlock--Letting Mary hold your degus is a sweet and generous offer to make. Maybe you could show her one while you hold her (hold the degu, I mean!) and she can decide if she'd like to try that. (And a suggestion for the future--people will believe you more about needing stitches if you look at the cut before you say. :))
John, I'm glad you're well enough to argue about how well you are. ;)
But he DID need stitches, I bet so I was right because it was on his arm and it was from a knife and it would have to be very little or really not deep if he didn't but I don't think it was and he thinks it needs them
I'm fine, thank you Piplover. Sherlock is still very excited though and hasn't stopped talking at Mary yet. Luckily she's very nice and doesn't seem to mind - and she likes degus.
I don't think it's very difficult to be calm, especially when you're not actually in a situation. Panicking doesn't help at all.
Yes, Sherlock, you were right. John did agree with you that he needs stitches. Your reasoning is quite sound, too, no question. But people will still believe you more if you first look--without looking you couldn't know for sure that it wasn't very little or really not deep, you could only know what you were told. Does that make sense?
Panicking doesn't help at all.
Mycroft, nothing could be more true. Unfortunately, knowing this doesn't help everyone keep themselves from panicking. A lot of it is adrenaline taking over the brain; sometimes it's knowing something should be done and not knowing what to do or not being able to do anything causing an adrenaline flow that has no where to go and that the person has no knowledge of how to manage. You are most fortunate to be able to assess a situation--and far more accurately than most--before that all overwhelms you. It's valuable, and admirable.
(Oddly, some people really like the drama of being in a panic. Some people even manage to create emergencies out of fairly small problems just so they can run around in a tizzy. I never could figure out the attraction, but I've certainly seen this a great many times, beginning from when I was your age, almost exactly.)
Four or five stitches, huh? Ouch. How are you and John doing now, L?
John, Mary - I'm glad that both of you are all right.
Greg - I don't know how adrenaline come-downs work, but would degus, cuddles, and tea help?
Mycroft - I will merely echo everyone else's comments. Sometimes by being the calm person in the situation gives everyone else an achor to hold onto.
Sherlock - It's great that you've been introducing Mary to the degus and keeping her distracted. I know you're really really excited right now, but if Mary or John seem really tired, could you save your questions until tomorrow? Also, it's wonderful that you know so much about medicine at your age, but sometimes, it's better to let people who have all the tools and knowledge they need to take care of things properly.
~A from NW (who is very glad to have walked in late to this news...)
Nameless - drunks commenting on my arm being around John is doing wonders making my adrenalin decide on fight or flight, put it that way...not that I would.
RR - bread and a banana or yoghurt or something is much better than sugary tea, which just stores up a sugar crash on top of your adrenalin crash.
Mrs Hudson made a quiche and saved some for both of you, and salad, when you're home.
Sherlock's sulking because Anthea and Mary are talking now and asked him to give them some privacy. I tried to get him to tell me about his new book but he didn't want to.
Thanks, Mycroft, that'll be nice. I know you're doing great with Sherlock, he's just... Well, you know how he is sometimes. Maybe if you start reading something he'll come and sit with you.
Sherlock may be having a little bit of an adrenaline crash himself--it's been an stressful evening. Maybe he'd rather spend a little time with the degus just now?
(But it was very good of you to try to distract him, Mycroft. And I'm sure he'll want to talk about the new book later.)
Dunno what hospitals are like in the US, but here you don't get cafeteria's unless you're staff or very lucky.
Here most hopitals have them for the public as a money maker. The prices are sky-high and the food awful, but they almost all have them, and they are almost always busy.
And if they don't have cafs, they have food/drink machines.
DW - I'll let him choose when we get home. Him being the trained professional and all. I'm no expert. I just know we're told not to give anyone hot sweet anything nowadays for shock. Well, anything at all, really, but water at most. Not that I think he's really in that sort of shock now, bit late for that. Just want to make sure he has something before bed, to get his body calming down.
DW - Trying to get him calmer - giving him Marmite will probably have the opposite effect :)
No worries, but I submit the following to the record.
Non-useless things you've done today: 1. Gotten John to hospital 2. Gotten Mary to a place that's safe and caring 3. Gotten John back from hospital 4. (I'm assuming) coordinated the detention of whomever was tied up 5. Taken care of about a million and six other things 6. Successfully avoided a Marmite-related insurrection
And that's on top of your non-uselessness in general. Take a deep breath, remember that John called you and not anyone else in the world.
Deep breaths, Lestrade. You're there with him, being you, and you know that's more then anyone else could possibly do, and all that John needs. Well, apart from stitches, and he's getting them.
(This is one of those "if I was there and if we were on hugging terms I'd offer you a hug" times. Both of you.)
DW - not got him back yet! He and the nurse doing the cleaning/stitching are talking in a code, which I think relates to needles and suture material, but couldn't be sure. But should be too long now. At which point I'll threaten him with marmite to get him to eat something else, if he looks like he might refuse. Or Bovril, which he probably thinks is worse. Thanks.
Ha, cheers, Rider. Currently feeling slightly silly, dressed in all my bike gear still, with no bike (had to leave it at Mary's, so we could all get a cab back)
Ride back was good. Mycroft's a lot more confident lately, getting to be a bit of a speed demon. And a bad influence, encouraging me to take longer and longer routes home ;) cos obviously I just want to get home as soon as possible...
(Danger's just given the nurse stitching advice. Hope she doesn't decide to stitch his mouth up...)
which I think relates to needles and suture material
that's my side of the code. hers relates to how much she hates getting doctors as patients... no idea why, obviously. not like we are picky demanding bastards or anything.
I hope Mary is staying with someone tonight. It doesn't sound like she should be alone for at least the next few days, especially since someone came at her and John with a knife and all. I'm assuming that Anthea is taking care of arrangements?
Greg - If I'm a person who is terrified of marmite, would Bovril be on par or worse?
Yeah...if I were there and we were on hugging terms, I'd probably be cutting off your blood circulation by clinging to your arm.
I have a friend who can't ride because he has very poor vision - not enough rods or cones, can't recall which.
His best mate takes him pillion, they've been riding together so long when they get the speed up and Phil at the front hangs off the side, Russel on the back hangs off with him in perfect sync.
It's stunning to watch for the few seconds you can until they disappear at top speed and you are concentrating on trying to keep up.
I bet you would never admit to going fast enough to have to hang off... or admit to doing it with a pillion.
(For anyone not fluent in Yiddishisms--kibitzing is standing around while someone is doing something, explaining how you would do it better. Works best with a group. :D)
In my experience nurses view doctors as necessary nuisances, many of whom are far too much into telling other people what to do from a great height when the nurse already knows what to do, and doesn't need some overpaid git swanning in, dispensing wisdom as though no one else has any clue and wandering out.
I looked it up on the internet and it said To interfere and offer unwanted, usually meddlesome advice to others. And I don't have to go to bed until you're back, do I? It's half term and everything and if Mycroft's sleeping in my room I shouldn't go to bed until he does!
I'll protect you, Doc. Although she seems to be eager just to stitch you up and get you home. To a nice Marmite sandwich.
A - I really don't know! I think they're both nice. Depends if you like Beef, I suppose? I'm sure you could get a mug of Bovril off a friend, see if you liked it.
Well, it does mean that, Sherlock, but in my experience, in Yiddish it's mostly meant in a humorous way. Translations aren't very good at telling you the connotations of a word--the way it's meant.
I'm going to get Marmite on prescription for you. It's dead good for you! Make you big and strong! Well...strong, in your case :)
Sherlock, we are on the way home. I hope you've put the degus away, because even if you're staying up late, they should go to bed. And anyway, I'm sure John will want a hug from you when we get in.
in non-Yiddish circles it's meant the way Sherlock said.
I can't help if people do it wrong! :)
Honestly, I've quite literally never heard anyone use it as a serious insult in my entire life. It's...an affectionate sort of insult. (Yiddish has an enormous variety of insults, and very few direct words of praise. It's the way the Chosen People roll.) If anyone misunderstood, however, I apologize.
Mycroft - That is really sweet of you to offer your room to Marry like that, and give her the reassurance of the dogs of war right outside her door.
Sherlock - Don't keep Mycroft up too late with chatting. =) You have an entire week together.
John, Greg - It's very generous of you to have Mary stay over. I'm glad you're on your way home, and without any extra stitches!
re: Bovril - My family rarely eats beef (e-coli outbreaks and family farming traditions on my father's side), so it's probably unlikely to show up in my kitchen anytime soon...
Oh...yeah, I may not have actually asked... L, you don't mind having a house guest tonight, do you? She can't go home obviously, and her mum will be back soon. Mrs H's people found her, that's what I went over there to tell her.
I just checked with my mom, for whom Yidfish was her first language. She says kibitzing means people talking or chatting, or possibly people chatting instead of working. I have heard it used as I defined it above, but neither of us ever heard it used in an unfriendly or negative way. Possibly it's a case of definitional drift?
Anyway, I meant it humorously, and I certainly apologize if anyone took it otherwise.
A - I was only joking. He wasn't her boyfriend, it was some sort of...well, I don't want to go into it, but he didn't have her best intentions at heart, put it that way.
Sherlock - a tryst is like a secret romance. About which I was also joking. It's just because John hadn't mentioned going to see her today, so I was teasing him. Because in my work, you often see two men fighting over a woman because they both like her. And, even more frequently, two women fighting over a man - but usually with slightly less injury, although generally more fervour.
Why don't people just ask which one the person would prefer? John and Lestrade are home and John's got a bandage on his arm so I can't see the stitches but he says I can tomorrow and Mary hugged him but I don't think that's a tryst because it wasn't secret because Lestrade was right there.
A degu hammock is a piece of cloth and sometimes it's furry but sometimes not and you hang it from the roof of the cage and it can be square or a triangle usually and they jump into it because they're really good at jumping and then they can sleep or just sit in and it's comfy and it's something else for them to do and I want to build them a tunnel too.
Oh, I just read your hammock description, Sherlock, thank you! That sounds like something Argon and Mercury would really enjoy. And tunnels are always fun. :)
And because sometimes people are scared to give the answer they really feel when the people are right there with them.
That's why, when we're called to an argument like that, we always make one party (that's one 'side' of the argument) leave the property, so that both sides can calm down and think about it all, and perhaps tell us things that they wouldn't say when the other person was with them.
And you, young man, really do need to go to bed now. You're practically asleep.
RR - have a peaceful day. And I hope that you won't worry the whole Saturday...
Guys... just... Okay. First, I know this is not a first occasion somebody's illness/injury was mentioned on these blogs, but being more or less online for that surely is something else than reading about it several months later.
Well done everybody for handling, coordinating, keeping calm and carrying on, just being there and being supportive and for baking surely an awesome quiche!
But I would so much prefer that today (and lots of other days) would stay calm for everybody...
Sherlock - how big is the cage? Will everything fit in and still leave enough place?
Mycroft - Hi! I hope that rest of your break is much calmer!
DW - been a long time since I was called to that sort of incident, but, sadly, often end up going when it's ended in the worst way.
Usually uniform try to get one of them to agree to leave - or find out if one has family/friends close by that they could go to for a bit. Obviously, if one has been violent you can try to get the other to agree to press charges and arrest the violent one. Sometimes it's very difficult. Every case is different.
Greg - When person E pulls a knife (or any object that can be used as a weapon) on person B and bystander C, I believe we can all agree that person A probably does not have bystander C or person B's best interests in mind...especially if C is John, B is Mary, and E has something to do with Mary's mother's disppearance...
John - the collective noun for my family is chaos in all the best ways! <3
I hope you're all safely abed and dreaming sweet dreams!
Right, fallen over a dog, settled Mary in, shown her where everything is, fallen over a dog, checked John's taken some painkillers, given him a patented DI 'Are you telling me the truth, young man' glare, watched him take painkillers he'd previously said he'd taken, got him on the way to bed, via the bathroom, gone to check on the boys, fallen over a dog, and am now, finally, settling John into bed, and going to read for a bit.
Somehow think this flat might have a few restless nights tonight. Unless you're a dog.
I'm glad all of you are okay. I hope your weekend will be full of soothing things and fun things, because I know I'd be on edge for a few days if I had a day like you've all had. Sleep well, everyone, I'll be thinking of you.
If you guys send holiday cards with pictures on them, a picture of the four of you - drooling, bandaged, CUDDLED ALL TOGETHER - should be the image on the front. (Can you get a surveillance pic from Mrs. Holmes?)
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What happened Mrs Hudson says I should ask because Mycroft and Lestrade aren't back because they're probably out on a stupid bike ride still because Mycroft gets to do all the best stuff and she says are you okay?
Right, Mycroft's doing something to try and track your phone
Call me? Please?
um hi, John's here and I called Mrs Holmes but I think you should come too, you know my address right?
Yeah, on the way, Thanks Mary. He's okay, right? Please tell me he's okay
What's happening? I want to come too Lestrade's run off and Mrs Hudson's gone all cuddly and keeps telling me and Mycroft not to worry and stroking my hair and I'm not worried I just want to know what's happening!
he says he is? jesus I don't know, I'm not a doctor. he wouldn't let me call an ambulance. he also says to tell you don't blog while you're driving.
God speed, Lestrade, and I hope all is well when you get there.
Let us know when you can - we'll all be worried. But take care of the boys first.
Is anyone else there with you, Mary?
I think you should call an ambulance if John was unconscious or hit on the head. Otherwise he can probably judge for himself if it's necessary.
Are you hurt?
Lestrade will be there soon. Have you called anybody else?
I just want to know what's happening!
You and me both, Sherlock. (Only you more. Because it's your John.) I'm sure Lestrade will call you the minutes he gets there and finds out what's going on. And then if he's driving again, you can tell us, okay?
(Irrationally, I wish I hadn't asked about Mary, earlier.)
(I did say it was irrational.)
i'm fine, i think John's okay too. there was just a lot blood before or it looked like a lot to me and I couldn't rly tell whose was whose but he looks better now and the other guy looks worse.
Looks? Mary, is the "other guy" still there?
yeah but he's tied up with an extension cord.
...
Not bad for "Don't worry", John.
*breathes again*
Mycroft, Sherlock, they're both okay. John's a bit hurt, but nothing too serious. I think he just needs a proper clean up and a few stitches.
I've called Anthea, she's nearly with you, and we're going to bring Mary back with us, okay? Just be good for Mrs Hudson.
Thanks, L.
Thank you too, Mary.
sry i guess that all wasn't very reassuring. i'm kidn of freaked out. okay a lot freaked out.
Did John bash him and tie him up? Was he a proper bad guy with a mask and have you arrested him Lestrade and will he be put in prison forever? Can I do John's stitches I'll be really careful!
Mary, you did fine. Hearing something was infinitely better than hearing nothing.
Sherlock, these are excellent questions.
I don't need stitches. We'll be home soon.
he TTLY bashed him and tied him up, it was pretty cool. but I don't think he's going to prison. I think your mum's people are gonna take him away someplace.
The man's being dealt with, Sherlock. No, you can't do John's stitches (but I think he does need some).
Can you ask Mrs Hudson if she's able to feed you dinner tonight? Ask nicely. If she hasn't got anything in we'll order some take away while we there dropping Mary off.
You've got to be really good to Mary, and not bother her with lots of questions, right?
How many is lots?
Mrs Hudson says she'll cook us dinner and John's a doctor so he should know if he needs stitches better than you.
Does Mary like degus because she can have them because they made John feel better but Mrs Hudson says I have to ask because maybe she won't like them
John IS cool and he bashes bad guys and I bet Mummy will make them really sorry they ever hurt him or you because I bet you're nice if John wanted to help you
Lots is ..any, really. She can choose to tell you things or not. Just...if she wants to talk, she will.
John's also very bad at assessing himself, as most people are, so we'll let another doctor decide what to do.
Blimey, you really do know how to top off a week, don't you?
I am going to assume that you really are OK John, just a bit dented around the edges (mainly because if you're telling Lestrade not to blog and drive then you can't be too badly hurt).
Mary - are you OK? I don't blame you for being freaked out, sounds like it was a pretty scary situation.
Lestrade - you OK?
Mycroft, you are the personification of calm. And welcome home :-)
Sherlock - remember, careful hugs and cuddles first, questions later :-)
John's also very bad at assessing himself
:P
We're still going home first. We can drop Mary off. I'll consider stitches.
I'm fine, thanks, Nameless. Although Boris is going to do very well off my journey across London tonight. I counted four speed cameras flashing me...there were probably more.
Sherlock, you're the resident expert (apart from John, who's not a reliable source right now). Should John have stitches?
And yeah, thanks, Mycroft. You were brilliantly calm up there, and asking just the right questions.
We'll be with you in a minute or two.
YES! Especially if I can do them or take them out.
Wow, I'm kind of glad I missed the beginning of this so that by the time I'm catching up everyone is well enough. Even if stitches are called for worry no longer is. And I'd have been with everyone on the worry bandwagon earlier.
Good luck with the adrenaline crash everybody.
Yeah, okay. Having looked at it again...stitches might be wise.
Wow, that's a bit of excitement for the end of the week!
John, I hope you let someone take a look at you. We aren't always the best person to determine our own hurts.
Lestrade, I hope you're doing all right, and Mrs. H is able to sort things out so you don't have to worry too much.
Sherlock, if John gets stitches, perhaps you can watch. If not, maybe he'll let you take them out if you're really careful. But remember that he probably doesn't feel very good, and may just need some quiet and cuddles right now.
Mycroft, you are amazing with how calm and level headed you are. Are you doing all right?
Take care all!
Right - we're off to A&E to get John sorted. Mrs Hudson is ensuring everyone here is fed and watered. Sherlock is introducing Mary to the goos (she seems quite taken with them) and Mycroft, the dogs and Anthea are all looking alert...
No one else give me any heart attacks for the next hour or so, please?
Mycroft, you really did cover all the important points--I had nothing left to ask. Would that I were as self-possessed as you are!
Sherlock--Letting Mary hold your degus is a sweet and generous offer to make. Maybe you could show her one while you hold her (hold the degu, I mean!) and she can decide if she'd like to try that. (And a suggestion for the future--people will believe you more about needing stitches if you look at the cut before you say. :))
John, I'm glad you're well enough to argue about how well you are. ;)
Breathe, L!
But he DID need stitches, I bet so I was right because it was on his arm and it was from a knife and it would have to be very little or really not deep if he didn't but I don't think it was and he thinks it needs them
I'm fine, thank you Piplover. Sherlock is still very excited though and hasn't stopped talking at Mary yet. Luckily she's very nice and doesn't seem to mind - and she likes degus.
I don't think it's very difficult to be calm, especially when you're not actually in a situation. Panicking doesn't help at all.
Yeah, well some people find it very hard, Mycroft. You're a star, and we're both very proud of you for talking to Mary so calmly.
John's been triaged, they say at least four or five stitches, so we're just waiting for a nurse to be free to do it.
You're absolutely right Mycroft, but most people aren't able to think that clearly in stressful situations so well done you.
Yes, Sherlock, you were right. John did agree with you that he needs stitches. Your reasoning is quite sound, too, no question. But people will still believe you more if you first look--without looking you couldn't know for sure that it wasn't very little or really not deep, you could only know what you were told. Does that make sense?
Panicking doesn't help at all.
Mycroft, nothing could be more true. Unfortunately, knowing this doesn't help everyone keep themselves from panicking. A lot of it is adrenaline taking over the brain; sometimes it's knowing something should be done and not knowing what to do or not being able to do anything causing an adrenaline flow that has no where to go and that the person has no knowledge of how to manage. You are most fortunate to be able to assess a situation--and far more accurately than most--before that all overwhelms you. It's valuable, and admirable.
(Oddly, some people really like the drama of being in a panic. Some people even manage to create emergencies out of fairly small problems just so they can run around in a tizzy. I never could figure out the attraction, but I've certainly seen this a great many times, beginning from when I was your age, almost exactly.)
Four or five stitches, huh? Ouch. How are you and John doing now, L?
(Sorry, that wasn't as clear as it should have been, Mycroft--I should know better than to try to write long comments on a small screen!)
Think we're both on a bit of an adrenalin come-down.
I'm sorry, that's...uncomfortable. Hang in there.
John, Mary - I'm glad that both of you are all right.
Greg - I don't know how adrenaline come-downs work, but would degus, cuddles, and tea help?
Mycroft - I will merely echo everyone else's comments. Sometimes by being the calm person in the situation gives everyone else an achor to hold onto.
Sherlock - It's great that you've been introducing Mary to the degus and keeping her distracted. I know you're really really excited right now, but if Mary or John seem really tired, could you save your questions until tomorrow? Also, it's wonderful that you know so much about medicine at your age, but sometimes, it's better to let people who have all the tools and knowledge they need to take care of things properly.
~A from NW (who is very glad to have walked in late to this news...)
A - tea helps everything.
A - yeah, once we're home I'm sure they will.
Anything's better than an A&E full of the sort of people who are drunk at half 8 on a Friday night.
Would quite like John to eat something too, at some point, given he's being rather vague about whether lunch featured in his day or not.
I had an apple. That's sort of lunch.
tea helps everything.
Never a truer word :-)
How's A&E? Charming on a Friday night, I imagine (although hopefully still a bit early for too many drunks).
tea helps everything
True, that. (Extra sugar wouldn't come amiss, either. :) )
Tea pretty much makes any situation better.
When I was in London last month, I got a magnet from the British War Museum that says, "When in doubt, brew up." Truer words were never spoken!
Nameless - drunks commenting on my arm being around John is doing wonders making my adrenalin decide on fight or flight, put it that way...not that I would.
RR - bread and a banana or yoghurt or something is much better than sugary tea, which just stores up a sugar crash on top of your adrenalin crash.
True. So have both. Sugary tea for the short term, a banana for long term. And it's hard for a cafeteria to mess up a banana.
Mrs Hudson made a quiche and saved some for both of you, and salad, when you're home.
Sherlock's sulking because Anthea and Mary are talking now and asked him to give them some privacy. I tried to get him to tell me about his new book but he didn't want to.
Dunno what hospitals are like in the US, but here you don't get cafeteria's unless you're staff or very lucky.
L - don't worry, I think your glare will set their nose hairs on fire at 20 paces. That'll teach them.
Thanks, Mycroft, that'll be nice. I know you're doing great with Sherlock, he's just... Well, you know how he is sometimes. Maybe if you start reading something he'll come and sit with you.
Bit of protein wouldn't go amiss either, I would think Lestrade, given physio + whatever action Danger's been into. Perhaps a bit of...Marmite?
And, as always, a generous dollop of cuddles. :)
(Well done, everyone.)
Sherlock may be having a little bit of an adrenaline crash himself--it's been an stressful evening. Maybe he'd rather spend a little time with the degus just now?
(But it was very good of you to try to distract him, Mycroft. And I'm sure he'll want to talk about the new book later.)
Dunno what hospitals are like in the US, but here you don't get cafeteria's unless you're staff or very lucky.
Here most hopitals have them for the public as a money maker. The prices are sky-high and the food awful, but they almost all have them, and they are almost always busy.
And if they don't have cafs, they have food/drink machines.
marmite and cheese sandwich is clearly needed.
Give that to John and watch him miraculously gets better as he runs screaming!
DW - I'll let him choose when we get home. Him being the trained professional and all. I'm no expert. I just know we're told not to give anyone hot sweet anything nowadays for shock. Well, anything at all, really, but water at most. Not that I think he's really in that sort of shock now, bit late for that. Just want to make sure he has something before bed, to get his body calming down.
DW - Trying to get him calmer - giving him Marmite will probably have the opposite effect :)
...I just got smacked down twice. Ouch.
(No, I know Doc's smart enough to know what's what, and you are too. Just a suggestion, for what it's worth).
...
What about you, L. Can you scare up a cup of tea for yourself? (No, I'm not being snide. Promise.)
Sorry, I didn't mean anything, I'm just...I don't know. Feeling useless again. Sorry
finally some movement. Nurse has called him.
No, you've having an entirely normal response to an adrenaline rush and crash.
(I speak with authority because "useless" is exactly the last thing you are being right now. Ask John if you being there helps or not. I dare you.)
(That was in response to the last post but one. Darn captcha on darn tiny screen.)
No worries, but I submit the following to the record.
Non-useless things you've done today:
1. Gotten John to hospital
2. Gotten Mary to a place that's safe and caring
3. Gotten John back from hospital
4. (I'm assuming) coordinated the detention of whomever was tied up
5. Taken care of about a million and six other things
6. Successfully avoided a Marmite-related insurrection
And that's on top of your non-uselessness in general. Take a deep breath, remember that John called you and not anyone else in the world.
Deep breaths, Lestrade. You're there with him, being you, and you know that's more then anyone else could possibly do, and all that John needs. Well, apart from stitches, and he's getting them.
(This is one of those "if I was there and if we were on hugging terms I'd offer you a hug" times. Both of you.)
Me, I figure Lestrade's a grown man and can look after himself. Doesn't need me telling him to dress up warm.
So let's hear about the important stuff Lestrade, how was the bike ride back?
Thanks, Nameless.
DW - not got him back yet! He and the nurse doing the cleaning/stitching are talking in a code, which I think relates to needles and suture material, but couldn't be sure. But should be too long now. At which point I'll threaten him with marmite to get him to eat something else, if he looks like he might refuse. Or Bovril, which he probably thinks is worse. Thanks.
Ha, cheers, Rider. Currently feeling slightly silly, dressed in all my bike gear still, with no bike (had to leave it at Mary's, so we could all get a cab back)
Ride back was good. Mycroft's a lot more confident lately, getting to be a bit of a speed demon. And a bad influence, encouraging me to take longer and longer routes home ;) cos obviously I just want to get home as soon as possible...
(Danger's just given the nurse stitching advice. Hope she doesn't decide to stitch his mouth up...)
which I think relates to needles and suture material
that's my side of the code. hers relates to how much she hates getting doctors as patients... no idea why, obviously. not like we are picky demanding bastards or anything.
hers relates to how much she hates getting doctors as patients...
See end of my last comment...
Don't get your lips sewn up. I like them as they are. Mobile.
I hope Mary is staying with someone tonight. It doesn't sound like she should be alone for at least the next few days, especially since someone came at her and John with a knife and all. I'm assuming that Anthea is taking care of arrangements?
Greg - If I'm a person who is terrified of marmite, would Bovril be on par or worse?
Yeah...if I were there and we were on hugging terms, I'd probably be cutting off your blood circulation by clinging to your arm.
~A from NW
Danger's just given the nurse stitching advice.
We all have our own ways of kibitzing. :) (You've already seen mine.) Well, maybe she enjoys a little shop talk.
I have a friend who can't ride because he has very poor vision - not enough rods or cones, can't recall which.
His best mate takes him pillion, they've been riding together so long when they get the speed up and Phil at the front hangs off the side, Russel on the back hangs off with him in perfect sync.
It's stunning to watch for the few seconds you can until they disappear at top speed and you are concentrating on trying to keep up.
I bet you would never admit to going fast enough to have to hang off... or admit to doing it with a pillion.
A - Mary's staying with us.
L - you'll protect me if she tries to stitch up anything she shouldn't right?
Mary can have my room and I can sleep on the floor in Sherlock's room. The dogs can sleep in the corridor outside for extra protection.
(For anyone not fluent in Yiddishisms--kibitzing is standing around while someone is doing something, explaining how you would do it better. Works best with a group. :D)
In my experience nurses view doctors as necessary nuisances, many of whom are far too much into telling other people what to do from a great height when the nurse already knows what to do, and doesn't need some overpaid git swanning in, dispensing wisdom as though no one else has any clue and wandering out.
Would get up anyone's nose that.
I looked it up on the internet and it said To interfere and offer unwanted, usually meddlesome advice to others. And I don't have to go to bed until you're back, do I? It's half term and everything and if Mycroft's sleeping in my room I shouldn't go to bed until he does!
Thank you, Mycroft, that's really kind of you and I'm sure she'll appreciate it.
Sherlock - yes, you can stay up until we get home. Which should be quite soon, we're just about done here.
I'll protect you, Doc. Although she seems to be eager just to stitch you up and get you home. To a nice Marmite sandwich.
A - I really don't know! I think they're both nice. Depends if you like Beef, I suppose? I'm sure you could get a mug of Bovril off a friend, see if you liked it.
Well, it does mean that, Sherlock, but in my experience, in Yiddish it's mostly meant in a humorous way. Translations aren't very good at telling you the connotations of a word--the way it's meant.
RR - in non-Yiddish circles it's meant the way Sherlock said.
Alas what you mean might not be what people hear, need to be aware of that. Especially in written communication.
get you home
I'm sure there's lots there who'd like to take Doc home with them. ;)
L - you can't threaten me with marmite, I'm injured.
I'm going to get Marmite on prescription for you. It's dead good for you! Make you big and strong! Well...strong, in your case :)
Sherlock, we are on the way home. I hope you've put the degus away, because even if you're staying up late, they should go to bed. And anyway, I'm sure John will want a hug from you when we get in.
Meanie. I preferred it when you were glaring at drunks to protect my honour.
in non-Yiddish circles it's meant the way Sherlock said.
I can't help if people do it wrong! :)
Honestly, I've quite literally never heard anyone use it as a serious insult in my entire life. It's...an affectionate sort of insult. (Yiddish has an enormous variety of insults, and very few direct words of praise. It's the way the Chosen People roll.) If anyone misunderstood, however, I apologize.
Think most of them probably thought protecting your honour was the last thing I was doing. But I'll still glare at them.
Mycroft - That is really sweet of you to offer your room to Marry like that, and give her the reassurance of the dogs of war right outside her door.
Sherlock - Don't keep Mycroft up too late with chatting. =) You have an entire week together.
John, Greg - It's very generous of you to have Mary stay over. I'm glad you're on your way home, and without any extra stitches!
re: Bovril - My family rarely eats beef (e-coli outbreaks and family farming traditions on my father's side), so it's probably unlikely to show up in my kitchen anytime soon...
~A from NW
Oh...yeah, I may not have actually asked... L, you don't mind having a house guest tonight, do you? She can't go home obviously, and her mum will be back soon. Mrs H's people found her, that's what I went over there to tell her.
Of course I don't mind. Brilliant news about her mum. Thought you and she were just having a secret tryst while I was at work. ;)
Ha. Oh, right, it just got a little rough, that's all...
I did put the degus away and I want to buy them a hammock for their cage. What's a tryst?
Well, only got a bit rough when her boyfriend got home in the middle of it...
Just going on the evidence, you know? Seen plenty like that in my time...
(I'll stop trying to get you to eat Marmite, before really risk losing you.)
Threatening an injured man with Marmite? You're a cruel, cruel man, Lestrade.
Mycroft - what a very gentlemanly offer. That's extremely thoughtful of you.
I just checked with my mom, for whom Yidfish was her first language. She says kibitzing means people talking or chatting, or possibly people chatting instead of working. I have heard it used as I defined it above, but neither of us ever heard it used in an unfriendly or negative way. Possibly it's a case of definitional drift?
Anyway, I meant it humorously, and I certainly apologize if anyone took it otherwise.
Her boyfriend?! ... I'm assuming that he's the violently jealous sort? ... :S
Still, I'm very happy to hear that Mary's mother has been found.
Sherlock - If you've gone and looked up the word, Greg and John were just making a joke.
~A from NW
(dear stupid captcha, I can't do accents and upside down letters on my keyboard!)
Sherlock, what does a degu hammock look like? And how do they get into one?
A - I was only joking. He wasn't her boyfriend, it was some sort of...well, I don't want to go into it, but he didn't have her best intentions at heart, put it that way.
Sherlock - a tryst is like a secret romance. About which I was also joking. It's just because John hadn't mentioned going to see her today, so I was teasing him. Because in my work, you often see two men fighting over a woman because they both like her. And, even more frequently, two women fighting over a man - but usually with slightly less injury, although generally more fervour.
Mmm, home. And tea and quiche, and boys, dogs, degus... I think the appropriate collective noun for my family is a chaos.
Why don't people just ask which one the person would prefer? John and Lestrade are home and John's got a bandage on his arm so I can't see the stitches but he says I can tomorrow and Mary hugged him but I don't think that's a tryst because it wasn't secret because Lestrade was right there.
A degu hammock is a piece of cloth and sometimes it's furry but sometimes not and you hang it from the roof of the cage and it can be square or a triangle usually and they jump into it because they're really good at jumping and then they can sleep or just sit in and it's comfy and it's something else for them to do and I want to build them a tunnel too.
Oy vey--look at the time! Shabbat shalom--my most sincere and heartfelt wishes for a very peaceful and relaxing Saturday for you all.
I hope you heal up quickly and cleanly, John--and don't hurt too much. (And aren't feeling entirely smothered by all our Internet concern. :)
Bye, all!
Oh, I just read your hammock description, Sherlock, thank you! That sounds like something Argon and Mercury would really enjoy. And tunnels are always fun. :)
(Definitely not a tryst, just a thank you!)
Heh, in Czech we use it as well, exactly in that meaning you wrote above. But it is also used a lot in games - especially card games :-)
Why don't people just ask which one the person would prefer?
Because people are silly about things like that.
boys, dogs, degus... I think the appropriate collective noun for my family is a chaos.
<3
And because sometimes people are scared to give the answer they really feel when the people are right there with them.
That's why, when we're called to an argument like that, we always make one party (that's one 'side' of the argument) leave the property, so that both sides can calm down and think about it all, and perhaps tell us things that they wouldn't say when the other person was with them.
And you, young man, really do need to go to bed now. You're practically asleep.
Damn it. Just... Damn it!
RR - have a peaceful day. And I hope that you won't worry the whole Saturday...
Guys... just... Okay. First, I know this is not a first occasion somebody's illness/injury was mentioned on these blogs, but being more or less online for that surely is something else than reading about it several months later.
Well done everybody for handling, coordinating, keeping calm and carrying on, just being there and being supportive and for baking surely an awesome quiche!
But I would so much prefer that today (and lots of other days) would stay calm for everybody...
Sherlock - how big is the cage? Will everything fit in and still leave enough place?
Mycroft - Hi! I hope that rest of your break is much calmer!
L, how do you pick who "has" to leave?
Hey, CR - are you feeling better now?
DW - been a long time since I was called to that sort of incident, but, sadly, often end up going when it's ended in the worst way.
Usually uniform try to get one of them to agree to leave - or find out if one has family/friends close by that they could go to for a bit. Obviously, if one has been violent you can try to get the other to agree to press charges and arrest the violent one. Sometimes it's very difficult. Every case is different.
Nameless - doing fine, thanks :-) Obviously deciding "damn the torpedoes" and buying some expensive hair products it quite healing ;-)
(I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright...)
Greg - When person E pulls a knife (or any object that can be used as a weapon) on person B and bystander C, I believe we can all agree that person A probably does not have bystander C or person B's best interests in mind...especially if C is John, B is Mary, and E has something to do with Mary's mother's disppearance...
John - the collective noun for my family is chaos in all the best ways! <3
I hope you're all safely abed and dreaming sweet dreams!
~A from NW
Right, fallen over a dog, settled Mary in, shown her where everything is, fallen over a dog, checked John's taken some painkillers, given him a patented DI 'Are you telling me the truth, young man' glare, watched him take painkillers he'd previously said he'd taken, got him on the way to bed, via the bathroom, gone to check on the boys, fallen over a dog, and am now, finally, settling John into bed, and going to read for a bit.
Somehow think this flat might have a few restless nights tonight. Unless you're a dog.
love you, L.
Love you too.
Just...next time you want to be a knight in shining armour, wear some armour, or something.
Now go to sleep. I'm right here.
Beware of the dogs!
Try to have a good night, all of you, okay?
wear some armour
unfair, didn't know he was going to show up.
Mmm. Okay. And I'll admit a full suit of armour would be awkward. You set off those security gates in shops at the best of times...
Don't go visiting innocent young ladies on your own? Will that work?
(Can't help noticing you're not asleep.)
am so... specially if you keep doing that
Whoever asked about scratching him behind the ear - it works.
L - I did! It's universal, aparrently! :-)
It doesn't quite make his leg twitch, like it does the dogs - but nearly.
Danger, if you wake up - and I hope you don't - I'm in Sherlock's room with the boys. Mycroft had a bit of a bad dream.
be there in a second
...you weren't MEANT to wake up.
We're just having a bit of a hug on Sherlock's bed. Mind the dogs.
6 r olds ar heavy when asleep. especially when asleep completely trapping you
might just sleep here too
Not the worst idea I ever heard.
Make sure you're comfy if we stay. You're the injured one.
He's drooling on my t shirt. Like you do ;)
Do not.
I'm comfy enough. Not quite sure how we're all four fitting on here plus one large dog head on my feet, but...yeah. Comfy.
Is it possible to simultaneously drool and suck on one's thumb? Hypothetically.
I hope sleep comes easily, stays kind, and lasts long for all y'all.
It is, DW. I assure you. And thanks
Danger, I'm half sitting up, 100% of Sherlock is on me, 90% of his hair is up my nose, the rest of the bed is yours and Mycroft's
Mm. I'm comfier than you then, aren't I? :)
So you should be. You're hurt.
I'm ok. Go to sleep!
Well, if you insist... Your leg's a nice pillow.
I'm glad all of you are okay. I hope your weekend will be full of soothing things and fun things, because I know I'd be on edge for a few days if I had a day like you've all had. Sleep well, everyone, I'll be thinking of you.
If you guys send holiday cards with pictures on them, a picture of the four of you - drooling, bandaged, CUDDLED ALL TOGETHER - should be the image on the front. (Can you get a surveillance pic from Mrs. Holmes?)
Glad you're together and safe!
I hope you're all soundly asleep for the rest of the night. *hugs for Sherlock and Mycroft*
~A from NW
Oof, sounds like a lot of excitement. I'm glad everyone's safe and (hopefully) got some sleep. Well done finding Mary's mum!
I hope you all finally managed to have a good night's sleep, all snuggled up together. Sounds lovely, if a bit drooly :-)
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