kimbra_ailis

~ Bad Medicine ~

Mental Patient(Switch) ^ Doctor(dom) ~ Bad Medicine ~ After making her life and mental health worse for the last two years. Doctor Pytka has finally left the hospital and now Krista has a new doctor.

((.... Seeking a dom male to play a mental doctor or/and mental patient... prefer someone who can write 2+ paragraphs....))

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Somewhere far away in the darkness she could hear screams Hands on her. Too many to count. Some hurt, nails digging in, scratching her pale skin. Others simply held her in place with vice like strength. No matter how she struggled and fight she could not get herself free. Hands pulled her body this way and that. Sometimes trying to manipulate her so that she did things she did not want to do. Sometimes they simply just tried to pull her apart.
Waking with a scream, she struggled on the bed against hands trying to restrain her. Krista continued to scream until she didn’t feel the hands anymore. Opening her eyes in fright she noticed several nurses in the room. The one closest to her held the others back. Apparently this was not the woman’s first time dealing with her. For a long time she stared at the nurses. The fear not totally wiped from her face but her mind was starting to come back into its own.
“Everything okay now?”
Krista stared a moment longer before she slowly nodded.
“You know I need to check to make sure you are not hurt……”
The nurse told her matter factly but Krista could tell the other woman was waiting for her permission. That was a good idea. She might not be able to take on most of the hospital but she would give it her damnedest effort if forced. Slowly moving into a comfortable Indian style position tried to relax her mind. Tried to remind herself that this was a necessary evil. After a second thought the nurse shooed everyone else out of the room, leaving the room empty but the door open. A few soft touch to check for self inflicted cuts and then onto broken bones. A quick hand pressed to the forehead for fever. Once the woman was satisfied she smiled softly.
“Okay….. Everything looks fine……Another bad dream?”
It was unusual for her to take a nap during the day. It was actually unusual for her to sleep much at all. Sleep led to bad things like dreams. The dreams had not been too bad before she told Pytka about them. She didn’t know what he gave her, but the cocktail of drugs messed with her. Few drugs had ever had any kind of response in her body. He found something that did. The nightmares had gotten worse afterwards. The voices, the strange feelings, the odd thoughts, they all had gotten worse.
“…. It was nothing….. ”
She enjoyed the look of surprise on the other woman’s face. It was rare that Krista bothered saying much of anything. For a moment she watched the woman stumble through her thoughts before coming back to her senses. Another minute and the nurse nodded and walked out, softly pulling the door behind her. Krista growled softly when it did not completely close. Staring at it for a long time she contemplated if it was worth getting up and shutting.
Krista was still staring at the door when it opened further. Noticing the white coat first she almost expected to see Pytka, maybe to come and rub salt in the wounds. Seeing the new doctor, she tried to remind herself that the new doctor would be taking care of her now. Her face showed nothing as she stared at him. She was mildly impressed that this visit did not start with an argument about her lighting. It was likely he had read her file and had seen the notes about her preferences. The nurses in the place wrote down everything in a patients chart. Guess one never knows what will be important.
When he sat down in the chair she was not entirely comfortable with him being so close. Her body tensed the slightest as the dream was still fresh in her mind. Most of the time she hated physical contact. It hurt her, her skin crawled and made her a sick to her stomach. She had been like that for years. The “good doctor” had linked it to sexual abuse as a child. He thought it had probably been from her older brother raping her repeatedly. Despite her telling him nothing had ever happened he had not believed her till she bled the first time for him.
After that he simply started telling her it was all a figment of her imagination. With that she could agree. Her imagination came up with a lot of fun and a lot of not so fun things to keep her amused. That was beside the point. She knew it wasn’t real, no one was actually hurting her, but that didn’t stop it from hurting or make the sickness go away.
“ You know…. I was almost getting use to Dr Pytka’s form of treatment…. ” Krista paused slightly, her hand unconsciously touching her swollen lip. The abuse was almost becoming addicting. It was too bad the good doctor messed witht eh wrong girl in one of the other wings of the hospital. No charges were brought forward but the doctor was forced to find a new hospital. So now she had a new doctor. “The nurses said your not like him….. So..... would rather use the straight jacket so I don’t struggle as much? Might be fun…. Could stop that ‘self destructive behavior’ Dr Pytka seemed unable to cure for me…. ”