Livvy laid back down and Mathus nodded in approval, keeping his hands busy checking beneath her towels. The woman described her symptoms, which were about what he expected, even put so colorfully. If it had been anything besides dizziness, he'd be more worried.
While Algy went back to the sink, Livvy went on to ask about Brooke. “In the next room- Well enough to be on the phone,” Mathus replied soothingly. He would need to check her next, if she allowe dit. Pulling a pen light from one of his pockets, he clicked it on and then leaned over Livvy to check her pupils, looking for signs of a concussion. “I would like to move you to the couch- May I lift you?”
It would be good to get her somewhere more comfortable while she recovered, rather than the hard surface of his kitchen table.
While Algy went back to the sink, Livvy went on to ask about Brooke. “In the next room- Well enough to be on the phone,” Mathus replied soothingly. He would need to check her next, if she allowe dit. Pulling a pen light from one of his pockets, he clicked it on and then leaned over Livvy to check her pupils, looking for signs of a concussion. “I would like to move you to the couch- May I lift you?”
It would be good to get her somewhere more comfortable while she recovered, rather than the hard surface of his kitchen table.