Pfffew! What a relief?! I got my Ph.D from London University! How do you think I feel right now? Happy is not the definition, but I am estatic to say the least. As soon as I held my degree tightly in both of my arms, there I was running straight out of that school into the street while shouting at the top of my lungs. Oh? The pedestrians on the streets thought I was looney, but when you're too happy who cares what everyone around you thinks. I jumped for joy, then my cellphone rang in January of 2011 asking if I like the position for this job working at a local hospital in New Orleans. My heart pounded, it really pounded as if my chest was going to split in miniscules, not halves. I was speechless, I love what I do for a living working on my patients, and several of them absolutely trusts me cause I saved their lives. I do get a little nervous at times when I think I might mess up and do something..I don't know, frantic or let the one in the bed underneath my gaze die right there. If I do that, then I feel like I failed not only the patient but myself as well.
My plane doesn't come in until tomorrow which is a drag. I am totally impatient, so I'm reading a magazine about sports and women when I should be reading another medical book. I am being a couch potato at this moment, it's cozy and comfy. I wonder how everyone in New Orleans will treat me. Who will I meet? How will it go? Will there be snotty or the nicer folks? It doesn't matter as long I can serve them as a personal healer. Doctors don't judge, choose sides, nor do they let yells and screams get to them. Of course, some words can hurt and I will be a fool not to be effected if someone spoke of my deceased mother, my four sisters(don't have a brother- I wish). Being around a bunch of women has allowed me the chance to get use to their aggressiveness. I say this cause one of my sister's is a true bitch herself, she just is but she won't hesistate if someone was to hurt me or attempt to kill me. She maybe mean half of the time, but she means well and I am proud to have her as a member of my family.
Another thing is that, I know who and what I am. That's right. This doctor is not your average, run-of-the-mill Physician so to speak. This doc you see before you is some mangy feline with sharp claws. Shhh. Don't even let my co-workers or the boss hear of this, I may need be allowed to keep the job I currently have. Can ruin everything I dreamed about. I definitely should pack my things so when the plane arrives, I'll get to the airport early around 6:00 a.m.
Better get some sleep, I am tired, and my eyes are drooping like crazy. Anymore words written here journal and I'll probably drop on this paper, not to mention getting drool on it which I don't want to do so...goodnight.
P.S: I should carry something to pass the time while I lounge on the plane. Can't let myself grow too restless. The other me won't let me, so have to occupy him and myself in every way possible.
Instead of welcoming me to the Big Easy, people wants to make feel like the bad guy sometimes assuming Caspian must act like I have a concealed gun in my pocket all of the time, but that's the issue here. When I met Caspian, I thought we'd hit it off. I was a little upset he start taking up for this tender when I asked him nicely to call me by my first and last name. If I don't like to be called sir, that's my business. However, I felt like an idiot when I should have spoke to him when we was alone to make things more easier and without all the ears. I am me, and if nobody likes that then it's their loss not mine. Owen never changes what he feels, thinks, or the fact I simply do what I have to do. To be a doctor is setting some rules and I set them. Now, on to the next phase. I met a wolf who doesn't sound like he's too happy with what went down, I sensed that which is also why I felt like I should step in. His anger was rolling off of him, I don't have to be a lycan to know any of that either. I called him up the next day cause I was restless and mornings irk me sometimes. The weekend means something, everyone has fun on weekends including I should be doing to emphasize weekend supreme. I'm going to do a lot for Nathaniel to cheer him up. I saw what happened between him and Caspian, I pretend when we meet up I don't have any clue of the situation involving him.
I don't go into work until Monday. Until then, I need to find something to do to past that time. I might go throw rocks at a neighbor's window at midnight to calm my nerves, but it wouldn't do me no good if I was restrained. Jail is no fun, so I'd go meet up with Nathaniel. If he's still up for our rendezvous in the fishing boats. As long he doesn't mention GOLF! Unless, there is some wild things you can do with golf -laughs-
Other than that, if it's going to the extreme I'll do it.
While I am sitting at my desk I can't get that call from Kat out of my mind. She had asked if I can help her with her gown before the event coming up, and some part of me was no doubt completely red. Living with four sisters in me and my families house has did some good considering I am not at all flabberghasted helping this girl. I don't know but when I look at her all I see is her, what is a young man to do after seeing someone for the first time? I don't know what to think but whenever I shut my eyes I see her next to me. It's as if I can tame her somehow, but she seems confined in one place but perhaps I maybe able to shatter those walls that centers around her she'd just going to have to trust me(not that I am changing the person she is. That's what I like about her in the first place). I love books so I will just have an excuse to stop by on my way to work to check out a book and while I am there I'll be checking...checking..heh. I shouldn't say this but I need to be focusing on my clients not a girl I only met that one time. Nope. If I pretend we haven't met at all I can think of everything else. How can I tell her I am not ..completely human? That I can be dangerous since I am not strong enough to resist temptation. And oh, is she tempting me? I feel if I get too close my beast may take me over and we really do not want that. It's one way of saying I have to stay my distance as best I can muster.
I met a stronger leopard named Trevor, a female leopard named Jessica, and one more like me who refers to herself as Anula. The only leopard not among us was Alyanna who I met a couple of weeks ago. Is there some more out there neither of us are aware of? Not sure. But my inner beast is purring with delight at the discovery of his own kind in the area. At first, I thought I be alone forever until recently I found them. I am sitting in my office and just got a call from Nathaniel who didn't forget our rendezvous for that fishing voyage. I wanted to talk to him about something once we get together for a day or night out. I hope to tell him about Otis, he was much too cool and for some reason I like the guy. He wasn't too bad once you get to know him more. Milo's name came up too. I never met any leaders of any supernatural circle so who knows that I may just run into this Milos in the future. I figured that leaders like that must always be in courteous fashion, they earned their positions and I am glad such people do exist. I can see the rats are his and are cared for, they rely on their king if anything goes down. Hmm. I wonder if us leopards may have someone like that one day. A good leader for the leopards, but it just isn't easy finding someone perfect for the role as Nimir Ra or Raj. Will that leader of the pard do the same for us. Look after and care for her or his leopards the way Milo does with the rats? That is the real question. Then again, I guess not all groups are the same.
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Zach must hate me now. I feel like shit, I want to go jump off a bridge somewhere. I never meant to make him go to the hospital even though Jessica's suggestion was that I get him to one. She may think I know little of what I am doing, I have enough skills that I wield when helping my patients. If I knew he was infected, I would have pretty much take precautions, to me all he needs is a wolf at his side, that's all he needs. I never wanted him restrained in a place he does not like, but I am sure if he needs any medical assistance pretty sure I can provide it for him with or without people telling me what I should have done. Owen Connors walks his own path, no one elses. I have a license to treat others with care, I do not lean towards anyone unless I need it. A lot lately look pass who I am, for someone who came from a world where you watch your own mother fall to her death, they will think I am naive. While I may seem naive to a whole lot of them, let them think what they will. I am going to apologize to Zach, take him out sometime if he allows it. Got to make him a gift, let him see I haven't forgotten him. I miss him too much already, he's someone that if I needed to talk then he would be the person I will go to for support just as I have done the same for him. I'll do whatever it takes to see that he gets through his first change, I am sure he is a strong fellow who could handle all on his own, and by looking at him he is certainly fit to bring the beast forward into a world he never knew. Tonight, I'll begin a bit of arts and crafts.
I called my bud, Zachary. I was happy, happy inside that he spoke to me. I knew from his concerns and voice, he did not forget me at all. I knew somewhere in that brain of his Owen was there. Hope he will love the presents I sent to him. There is five. Five things that expresses how I picture Zach and after spending enough time with the man, I figured he's going to need everyone of the piece in his life to brighten his day. Really, he needs what I think whenever he's in a tight bind. During bad times and good ones there is symphony(cds-and with those cds is a compact cd with headphones), the second is sugar and sugar often expresses happiness and content(food for thought-cupcakes. Cherry, lemon, vanilla, chocolate and strawberry icings on top, the cherry has a cherry cake, the lemon has a lemony cake and the rest. There is like twenty-five in all in that one box sealed with a plastic cover), the third is laughter, this is true to the saying how laughter is the best medicine so purchased a scrapback with memories of the first to the second day we met, I may not had a camera but I took drawing classes so pictured the people in the room during those times, placed them in scenes within a pop-up book...it's funny as hell, Zach will really find it hilarious adding to memories which speaks of good and bad times, at the end of the book I wrote "Be Happy, at least you have me and those that really cares"touch his heart, to touch is to see what you think their reaction will be. I give him a friend(The cutest critter, it's placed in a box with small holes around it). The fourth is sight, gave him movies he will love...and lastly, a charm(made from my own hands by a crafting shop).
Now, once the gifts reach the location where he is living at. To wait for his reaction, then he'll call me to tell me what he thinks. If he doesn't like them, I'll accept that too.
-- Edited by OWEN CONNORS on Wednesday 4th of May 2011 04:42:35 PM
It's the weekend. There is a conduct I must always keep and remember for every Physician. Why? Cause no real doctor should ever mess or screw up. Although, even we make tons of mistakes but we learn to come out fully prepared. Doctors cannot make a mistake (or at least big ones). Mistakes is punished, other doctors look at you as the scum, the low of the ninth. TV Docs is not real, never ever follow their example. Hollywood is not reality, just like those cop and court dramas. All fake. Besides, some of it is too unrealistic. I do like "Scrubs" and Grey's Anatomy. Who doesn't? This is a list of rules for doctors including myself. I keep a close watch in case I do make a mistake, I deserved to be yelled or reconciled for me actions.
The first Rule Do your duty. That's all that matter. Don't worry about someone else, look at what you are doing.
The second Rule Have a certified license and good education. Without it, you're SCREWED. I'd feel embarrassed. Could have the patient dead in less than a second if you don't know what you're doing.
The third Rule Brush upon every ailment, wounds, medicines etc. Never stop learning even if you have passed all the medical courses, that does not mean you're Grade A for perfection to work on anyone. I started small.
The fourth rule Never brag or boast just cause you do well or a good job. However, it's okay to look at yourself as someone who does excellent work. Many doctors are known to think their better than everyone. I'm not like that. I am just the regular guy.
The fifth rule In the hospital, there is no competition. I only do what I must. I am not here to compete to heal the wounded, the sick. By the time any doc finishes arguing over who gets the patient that patient would lost their life even before it began.
The sixth rule To be doctor, remember that everyone in the medical field is a team. We must remind ourselves this isn't some hostile military field. It is what makes the atmosphere for patients feel like their at home.
The seventh rule Most patients won't just choose any doctors, they will choose what doctor is right for them. A family doctor is their personal healer and they trust them with their heart and soul. This doctor pulls through for families.
The eighth rule Be yourself. No sense being somebody you're not. I do my thing, they do theirs. Every doctor has his and her personalities, ideals, opinions, how they treat their patients is different too. I never force my patients to do what they do not want to do. Most patients will go to a clinic instead of a large hospital. I am thinking to opening my own personal clinic, so in the case someone needs a healer they can call me. I am going to do what I want to do with my life, if I dream big perhaps I may well get there. I need to make time, work under my boss. I am a dermatologist and a counselor. I'll figure what I really want to do.
The ninth rule When you're a doctor, relationships are nice but when a patient is in need we always switch to neutral. This is what many of us forget too. Personal feelings for family, friends etc is a good thing but keep your eyes on the prize. That patient is counting on you, they can pull through but if you let idle thoughts drift, the room and that sick/wounded person in bed is the person you need to take care of. Family, friends or whatever can come afterward. The patient must come before others.
The tenth rule Expect complaints, angry families/friends etc. Expect those stubborn mules. Most patients are known to escape while their still sick, hurt etc. I've been there and done that. I one time recall a patient when I was an intern. He attempted to sneak out of the bed while I was gone or too preoccupied to notice. Tsk, tsk. I am nobody's fool. I am starting to think to hit those stubborn goats on the head or knock them out a couple of times(kidding) still, you're going to have roadblocks. No one said the road to medicine was going to easy, nothing ever is. The part of any career is the challenge, that's the experience each of us is going to get.
The eleventh rule You're going to get those snake talks, someone turns on your back, the jealous ones, the kinds that says things about you that could tear your hair out. I learned to turn the other cheek. What's the point of doing your job when all you care about is what he or she calls you or says? As long none talks about my family, friends etc I won't have too much of a problem.
I been thinking since my mom died. I told Zachary a little of my past when we met while I was patching him up before he shifted for the first time. Explained where I was from, that I was born and raised in West Virginia where most of my family comes from, but I have other relatives in other locations which is my aunt from my mother's side of the family. My oldest sister, she's married who I have not seen since my ex-girlfriend turned me. I always knew she will find someone she loved, hopefully he'll take care of her, love her, with his heart and soul. I'd have to kill him, when it comes to those I love I would do a lot for them(who wouldn't?). I told Zach about my late mother that she died of a cancer in the brain, she never told us of her condition or we would have saved her life. I could never let her go even after I became a shifter. It was like a thorn at my side. She was good to me, to my sisters, loved my father. I remember one night me and my baby sister Kaylee snuck around the corner to see our parents making out though they never noticed us out in the hall. Yeah, I may have been or looked innocent, that's one of things people get when they first meet me. I have done things that Santa Claus will gasp thinking oh my! Yes, this boy who has grown all up from his human days has done enough sin that the list is long. I'm this daredevil too. If Jessica saw me jumping off cliffs, I started hanging around great white sharks or giant crocodiles she'd probably have a cow knowing I'm one of her leopards now so this means that my extreme fun days will mean limit down. I did stunts that could make you scared at first, knowing hitting the water too hard is just as bad too. Not good at all. I did it, I'm still alive. I have not flown a plane except when I left my hometown to New Orleans that was it. Other than that, I like to keep my feet on the ground.
Zach told me what went down. Yeah, I know that I should have known that the blood scent in the area wasn't going to do me no good as it was for Zach. However, I happen to keep my beast at bay long enough even if I felt him climb that narrow staircase of the metaphysical planes where the other me, the classy kitty rests. His classy personality exceeds to my liking to class as my mother loved class. She wore classy dresses, kept to them and love movies that are classic too like Casablanca. I bought the movie, loved it! Watched it about ten times! Could remember all of the scenes. Gone with the Wind is my favorite too. I like all of them.
After getting off the phone there was an air of sadness, but my father talking to me elsewhere or his image in my head when I was just ten years old once said that a friend is worth a lot, cherish them. Only that you have to be strong my boy, one of these days when you're older like me, you will be a man. I am a man now, so should I have reacted like that on the phone? Hell, I miss the fellow. But, I know where he needs to belong. With the pack. He needs them more than he do me. Did I shed a tear knowing he may never see me again? Not really. I did feel sad, but father taught me to hold the tears even if it will make you weak or let others see you less than a man. I perfer being a man, thanks. Yes, it upsetted me everything he said. Part of me was a little immature for a second there but technically he does need to learn. I taught him only a little what he needs to know of our world, the shifter world from his human half. I could do it, but he needs people like him to lead him in the right direction.
We'll probably see each other on the full moon. Not sure what Jessica or Mikhail has plans during that night. Does me and Zach know what we look like? I seen his wolf when he shifted. He has yet to see my leopard, it's beige and his rosettes are beautiful and much darker. There is a set of whiskers. One at top of my head, another along my jawline. Casanova can be a little vain when he once to be. I know my beast, have spent time with him quite a lot, he and I are a pair for we are one. Man and beast, once the two connects you start to get stronger am I correct? That's probably is happening to me. As I know more about him, that is where my will comes from. He helps me through what I cannot face all the time, he talks to me and I listen.
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I met so many people in New Orleans! They were very nice folks. Declan and Georgia upon one of them I have met for the first time while exploring the Art Gallery. Upon going there I got to learn more about the qualities of artwork. I am not too big in the artistic world as most are but I do like sculptures and mosaics. See, my mother sent some of her finest crafts to many Art Galleries in most parts of the world. Penelope Danchez-Connors is a beautiful lady whose heart was inspiring herself and those around her. She could really sing and she liked music, dancing was one of her other talents when she was still living. I have this time line. My father is going to send me a photo album of myself from the day I was born to my first steps as a toddler. Said, I was his only son. He told me that he was actually afraid cause he was going to end up with another daughter but once I came along dad cling to me immediately. It was like he was blessed and here I come to give him joy to having a boy to do all the manly things. We do most of that, it was fun memories. I am going to construct my own timeline from my childhood to my teen stages. It'll take a bit of work. Mother was skilled in crafts, but me, I am a total geek. I know I am.
I see things, I know them. People are the strangest things, we are all different, we see things no one else see. I pretty much understand the joy of living in a world that is full of various Earthlings. I kind of want to be an alien only cause I get to call them Earthlings everytime me and the Earth bound creatures crossed paths. They open their mouths, I could like zap them with my laser pistol (or it would look real). Squirt them in the face, laugh then I'll be on my way. How it will be funny if I was a giant monster like the boogeyman crawling under someone else's bed that I could grab the person's ankle while hiding underneath then snatch them when their unaware of the dangers of what could lurk. Of all the imaginations I have being someone I am not, doubt I have plasmic guns or a diabolical surprise waiting for the moment of the unexpected one who doesn't look before they leap.
This is Owen, but I like to see myself in ways I call fun for all ages. Or, in the sense just plain old me with random episodes of a doctor who can be good, very good, then bad, very bad. It's like a see-saw of what I do the very next day. I want to test out how far I could go without actually getting caught. Blame the next guy with the checkered shirt, he looks like he could do basically anything. The guy next door is never seen, he is never heard, they don't pay too much attention to him, but in the end lot will when he starts doing all the wrong things.
No. It is not the attention I am seeking but it is how one reacts or how long they'll get to their destination. I'm what Tom Cruise will call the next Mission: It is impossible but I am a stuntman. I just am. I even got a grappling hook right in my own living room. It is that I could hook that baby up to any ledge if it doesn't break do to my weight, then I begin climbing up using the soles of my feet to make sure I do this right. I need to take a deep breath, make sure none is watching then use what I do know how to do.
It's everything one don't always know about the Guy Next Door. we're the type to be watched real closely. It's one way that I can leave them guessing I'm just some stupid fool not aware of anything. Expect the unexpected. I'm not Mr. and Mrs. Smith, but I have learned to use what I lack. I never fight, I just do what I can to survive.
