![]() As they fret over the survival of their friend, they feel guilty over missing the signs. The bruised rib was actually fractured and now they have to treat a punctured lung. Maybe the others, with a sort of dark humor, laugh about how it took so long for whumpee to man up about their simple bumps and bruises. Maybe they started with a cold or a hard blow to the chest and their usual shtick, and then slowly stopped making a fuss. Or, maybe, the whumpee, injured or sick, falls silent after a little of their usual complaining. Correction, no one believes them right up until their inevitable collapse. They try to explain it but, in true boy who cried wolf fashion, no one believes them. They are asked to do something - perform, present, give of themselves - and they can’t. The whumpee is really and truly ill, or desperately tired, or just generally in bad shape. The overreacter… there’s a few ways to play here and I love all of them. What’s better is their pallor after being told, after Whumpee is asleep or out of sight, their panic that crawls up their throat, because for Whumpee to admit it’s bad, how bad must it be? Can they even help Whumpee? Is Whumpee going to die? What’s the best is when everyone is panicked and trying to help but there is nothing they can do. What’s good is everyone coming together and doing everything they can to help Whumpee. The underreacter finally admits they aren’t okay. And what really sells it is how the others react to this change in behavior. When the whumpee usually reacts one way and then for whatever reason this time they don’t. I LIVE for this, okay? When the roles are reversed. Maybe they don’t want to “waste” the medical supplies. Maybe they were once denied medical care and forced to learn how to take care of themselves and cannot comprehend that they have just as much right to healing as anyone else. Maybe they worry about being useless or deemed expendable or not worth the effort. The whumpee maybe fears vulnerability, fears what will be done to them while they are defenseless. They brush off an injury because they’ve had worse, no matter how bad the current injury is. They don’t mention that they have a broken rib because they can treat it themselves. They don’t speak up when rations are being handed out, even though they haven’t eaten in days. The whumpee doesn’t say a word about being poisoned. ![]() The soft “Oh,” of surprise that falls from their lips before they fall to the ground. The hand to the open wound, staring in dull amazement at the crimson on their palms. They know they’re already a burden, so they figure what’s the difference if they’re more overt about being useless right now? Or maybe they don’t trust that their caretaker(s) mean it when they say they care, so whumpee is trying to find the limit of this scary, unfamiliar care and concern. They know that their caretaker(s) would rather not deal with them, but they don’t feel well and really don’t want to be left alone and if that means playing up a cold to force people to interact with them, then so be it. Because it’s the only time they feel like anyone cares about them. Because the resident hardass is nice to them even when they’re a nuisance. Because it’s the only time anyone pays any attention to them. They complain about everything and anything they can.Īnd why does Whumpee react like this? A few reasons, maybe. No, they aren’t going to drink it, the smell is turning their stomach. They want a shower, to pee, help them walk. Expect everyone to complain about how bad a patient Whumpee is and silently draw straws about who has to deal with their nonsense this time. It’s the end of the world, it hurts so badly, we’re gonna have to amputate oh god tell my partner I love them.Įvery sniffle is the plague. Pay no mind to the fact I ain’t written much of anything for my obligations. Garbage can have little a shirking, as a treat. Look half a month unpaid OT entitles me to some goofing. And by today I mean I’ll be typing this up between working and waiting for reports to run. We are going to talk about injury reactions today and group dynamics.
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