Carry On, Blissey (PG-13)

[jireh the provider]

Skiyomi - Thank you. That actually sounds like a good idea for that fic with a Growlithe.
Sidewinder - Thanks for your review on chapter two. Looks like most of my readers love Mr. Fierce.

I think I can do some work on the previous chapters. Since I haven't really started the new chapter yet. Although I know what it's going to be about.
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Alder dying in the hospital and how he ended up in a hospital in Sinnoh.
 

May granpa alder rest in peace. But I hope his death aint gonna be related to that pokemon that was resting in peace at Celestial tower

[ChloboShoka]

May granpa alder rest in peace. But I hope his death aint gonna be related to that pokemon that was resting in peace at Celestial tower

Which pokemon are you referring to?

[ChloboShoka]

Alder's Death

The only thing Spiritomb said to me this morning was that Alder had only a few hours to live. Everybody knew Alder as one of the old champions of Unova. Spiritomb went on about it as if it was a playground attraction. Of course it would have made much more sense if Alder was in a hospital in Unova, since that was where it was from, but Unova was suffering with an epidemic of MRSA. So to protect Alder from getting the disease he was moved to this hospital.

But I don't think that the epidemic was the only reason he was transferred here. This time last month, Alder was in a nursing home that was closed down. Marshall told me that he was appalled by the dark lighting and high level of abuse. None of the care assistants were properly trained and poison types were in the kitchen and also doing personal care. Poison-types should not be doing any kind of personal care because that would make the patients much more contaminated.

We've had poison-types work in the hospital, but they could not do personal care, nor where they allowed to deal with food. If a patient was a poison-type, only senior nurses and steel-type staff should be allowed near them. It sounds harsh, but it's a scientific fact that poison types are most likely to spread infection faster than any other type.

I could only look at Alder and see that he has been abused. Not from the bruises on his arm, but from the way his bones were sticking out. His frail and skinny frame took me back to when I once watched an interview with him last year. I can remember his big fiery hair and big muscles made him look young for his age. Only neglect could have made him lose a dramatic amount of weight. His mouth couldn't even move properly as it was not used to food. Monica, a bellossom nurse fed him, taking a long two hours for Alder to finish his bowl, and it must have been heartbreaking for him. It must have been the only good meal he's had since being admitted to the home.

Judging from what I observed, it looked as if Alder knew his time to go was on its way. In the staff room the chanseys told Domino and myself that Alder had been kissing a picture of his late volcarona and croaked, "It won't be long until we meet again." Those words must have left a burning mark in their heads. They're so used to people begging to save patients' lives, by the time it's time for a patient to die they feel as if they've failed a task.

Old age can be a lonely era for humans because they lose so much and realize how much they had in their youth. I remember the last time I saw Alder in person was when he was carrying his baby grandson in his arms. He looked so happy back then, just as he tried to be on that plain white bed. I was left with alone with Alder. I was told by Domino to keep a close eye on him, and I found myself in the rare position of having nothing much to do. I swayed my eyes against the blue walls and how the white bed and ginger hair made a striking contrast.

Alder raised his eyebrow and his arm slipped out of the bed. "Matron..." I stepped closer and reached my arm out. He wrapped my arm around his index finger. With his shrinking eyes he told me that he didn't have very long to live. He didn't have a worried look on his face at all. "Do you think my grandson will be coming?"

"I'm sure he is on his way," I assured him.

"I've forgotten his name," Alder croaked. "If only I could see him just for a moment, then his name will come to me." Benga was spitting image of his grandfather in his youth. Just as I was about to speak, Alder gently poked me. "Don't tell me his name," Alder requested. "I can't even remember the names of my family either. Maybe they will come to me too."

Alder's forgetfulness and declines in health were solid signs of the Alzheimer disease. I felt that I had the evidence to diagnose him with that kind of dementia. Why didn't the poor man get the support he needed. I really believed that if he hadn't had gone through such horrific abuse that he could have still had a chance of surviving a little longer. I wanted to say that I could cure him, but there was no current cure for dementia.

It wasn't long until Benga finally arrived to the hospital. He looked bewildered and his eyes were wet. The poor child, Alder wouldn't want him to become a burden. As soon as he entered the room, his legs froze. He wept and shook his shoulders.

"How is he?" Benga asked.

"He is dying," I confirmed. "We are trying to make the final hours of his life as comfortable as we can."

Benga was silent and scurried to Alder's lap. He held onto Alder's hand and their eyes never left each other. Benga's mouth trembled as if he was trying to find the words to speak but they were stuck in his throat.

"Benga..." Alder croaked.

"Yes," Benga cried.

"Of course," Alder muttered. "That is your name. I remember now."

Alder closed his eyes for the very last time. I looked up at the watch and said, "Time of death 19:48."

Benga's upper body jumped on the bed as he held onto his grandfather's shoulder. I hopped over to Benga and rubbed his back. He buried himself on Alder's chest and wailed without letting go of his grandfather. It was the end of Alder's suffering, but the beginning of Benga's grief.

[OceanicLanturn]

This is one of the sad chapters. I like how you setup the background so fast and how you managed to make the atmosphere so sad and all. Your portrayal of how he is going to meet his Volcarona makes the situation almost realistic. I especially love your ending, "end of Alder's suffering, but the beginning of Benga's grief". This chapter actually describes the sadness of losing a close family, relative or friends.

Another great chapter, as always

[~BrightStarVictory~]

Awwww...that was really sad. I really liked how you did the ending. It also shows how close humans and pokemon are in this story, and that added a very nice touch of sweet X3
Very twist in the story

[ChloboShoka]

This is one of the sad chapters. I like how you setup the background so fast and how you managed to make the atmosphere so sad and all. Your portrayal of how he is going to meet his Volcarona makes the situation almost realistic. I especially love your ending, "end of Alder's suffering, but the beginning of Benga's grief". This chapter actually describes the sadness of losing a close family, relative or friends.

Another great chapter, as always

Thank you, I'm glad you found it realistic this chapter was really based on a personal experience.

Awwww...that was really sad. I really liked how you did the ending. It also shows how close humans and pokemon are in this story, and that added a very nice touch of sweet X3
Very twist in the story

Thank you. The last chapter was quite sad, but the next chapter should hopefully be more happy.

[ChloboShoka]

This chapter was written for my friend Aurareader, and I was his Secret Santa over at advancers (an advanceshipping forum). He's a great fan of Carry On, Blissey so when I found out I got him, I decided to make this chapter dedicated to him. It was going to be just a stand alone but I thought it didn't make much sense as a stand alone.

Chapter Sixteen: A Boy Was Born

I've heard at least eight trainers a day say it. They always seem astonished when they see Kadabra teleport from place to place or surprised to see a pack of rodents run across the wards wearing nursing hats and jackets. They did not expect other pokémon working for the hospital apart from chanseys, blisseys and audinos.

When it comes down to it, most trainers don't really care who gives them treatment as long as their teams get healed. At the same time, they expect far too much from us. The healing machine can't heal every disease nor can it bring anyone back to life. Though I must confess that I do think that working in the human wards can be extremely frustrating. The healing does nothing for humans.

Domino made me do training in midwifery. She said that I should consider it as an apprenticeship of some sorts. Midwifery was one of the units at Smogon University. Midwifery for humans was mentioned briefly, but luckily for us, the trainers had to do the written work for us. I've helped human midwives deliver the baby before, but doing it on my own makes me nervous.

I don't want to show I'm nervous. Usually I'll have somebody with me when a girl is in labour, but Domino and the rest of the higher staff in the hospital believe that I can do it on my own. I'm flattered that they can trust me enough as a senior nurse with independence, but I'm only Matron Blissey. I can't solve all the hospital's problems on my own.

I know that they're all only human, but the policies clearly state that pokémon should always be supervised by human staff during labour. This is a serious violation and if I mess up, I'd have no one to help me and also the mother and the baby could be in fatal danger.

The lady was holding onto her boyfriend's hand. Her boyfriend looked a lot like Red, only that he was a smaller in height. You could call him Red's Mini-Me. Strangely enough the lady in labour could also be young doppelgänger of Sapphire, a trainer I know from Hoenn. I don't believe that Red and Sapphire have never met but their influence is undeniable.

It's nice to have a baby born for Christmas, it's a lovely way to spent the holidays. I don't really get the time to celebrate Christmas because it's such a busy time of the year. It's a really crazy time at the hospital too. Nobody wants to spent their Christmas in the hospital and not many of them like hospital food. Our chef, Swampy gave the patients black custard and chips for pudding.

There's a lot of contests that happen on Boxing Day. They want to use all their lovely Christmas leftovers and use them to impress the judges. I personally find beauty pageants like this boring, but they're a lot better than the beauty pageants for toddlers under five. But I honestly believe that contests and beauty pageants promote it paedophilia and poképhilia. They're living creatures: not sex toys!

Though I have to be really careful not to say my thoughts out loud. The girl is a pokémon co-ordinator and makes her pokémon enter contests for a living. I have to treat them just how I would treat any other of my patients. I don't think the lady will be entering any contests until the New Year.

The girl's name was May and she had been in labour for two hours. Her boyfriend stood in the middle of the room with a pikachu on it's head. I think he said his name was Ash. I couldn't tell because his voice was muffled with all the bacon in his mouth. He looked pale as he blocked his ears from the screaming. Poor blessed children. Domino said that May was only sixteen. When I heard about May's age, I remembered an old patient, Mr. Fierce complaining about a program called 16 & Pregnant.

"I shouldn't have to watch this rubbish!" Mr. Fierce cried out. I let Mr. Fierce choose a channel that he wanted on and ended up being happy with the discovery channel. There are times when I miss my patients, but at the same time I'm happy when they leave because I hope they will either have a happy life or that it will get back to normal. For patients like Mr. Fierce, things will never be the same, but he can still enjoy life.

Other chanseys came into the room just in time for May's active phase of labour. The chanseys and I can do as much as we can to support the mother and the child, but it's really May and her child that are doing all the hard work. But we have to be on guard, now that her amniotic sac's ruptured, the child is more exposed to infection if the delivery is not safe.

We could all be here for up to 12 hours, but I can't be too sure about that. It may depend on how strong May's contractions are. I had been with Ash and May for a while now. Midwifery isn't just about the babies, it's about caring for the mother right through to the very end of the pregnancy. There are some things that I disagree with iun terms of her lifestyle, but I have to take it as it is.

My attention was drawn over to the young man who tiptoed behind the chanseys. He treaded carefully as if he was in a forbidden forest lurking with death traps. Bringing a child in the world is meant to be one of the most proudest experiences a human could ever have, but that doesn't mean that they'll be any less scared.

"What did you say your name was?" I asked the lad.

"Ash," he mumbled.

"How long have you known May for?"

"At least five years," he said, then gulped. Well, it could have been worse. At least the mother knew the father. There are some young mothers who don't even know their own baby's dad.

"I know you're nervous," I told Ash, "But you have to support May and your child in every way possible. This child change your life forever."

It seemed that Ash returned to his senses and held onto May's hand. The rest of the birth was pretty much average and later in the early hours in the morning May delivered a healthy son. The young couple looked really happy. There was no denying that their smiles lit up the room.

The hospital wasn't the best place to spend Christmas, but they did make the most of it.

[PaddysTurtwigFanClub]

Hi there =D.
I've been following this fic for a while now, but I've decided to comment. You have an awesome style of writing. I like it being from a pokemon's perspective (blissey) instead of a trainers. You have an excellent balance of reality and fiction. I like the way you can be mature about this because I know people that would say 'tee hee paedophiles, in Pokemon.' I also like your use of hacked syndrome. I must say my favourite chapter has been MR. Fierce's, a shame he cant battle =(.

Now onto the above chapter.... Christmas at the hospital, nice theme. I think that is good that you have a range of pokemon working at various jobs in the hospital. Oh and midwife blissey is a good job. Im glad to see Ash and May , and their new son. Good chapter mate.
But the best thing about this is the real life issues you talk about, and the affects they can have, this is a fic to be proud of.

[ChloboShoka]

Hi there =D.
I've been following this fic for a while now, but I've decided to comment. You have an awesome style of writing. I like it being from a pokemon's perspective (blissey) instead of a trainers. You have an excellent balance of reality and fiction. I like the way you can be mature about this because I know people that would say 'tee hee paedophiles, in Pokemon.' I also like your use of hacked syndrome. I must say my favourite chapter has been MR. Fierce's, a shame he cant battle =(.

Now onto the above chapter.... Christmas at the hospital, nice theme. I think that is good that you have a range of pokemon working at various jobs in the hospital. Oh and midwife blissey is a good job. Im glad to see Ash and May , and their new son. Good chapter mate.
But the best thing about this is the real life issues you talk about, and the affects they can have, this is a fic to be proud of.

Thank you very much for your kind words. Seems a lot of people like Mr. Fierce.

[ChloboShoka]

Episode Seventeen: Staff Meeting

I should be out there helping patients. Not loafing around on a chair with other members of staff. Domino decided to have the day off, so I had to attend a meeting in her place. It was mainly the human senior management with their dull suits and fancy shoes. The chunky man in the corner of the room needs to straighten up his lilac tie. The man next to him could do with a decent meal and smaller clothes. The lady sitting next to me needs to wash that crap off her face.

"I want to thank you all for attending this meeting," the skinny man said. "Unfortunately, Nurse Joy can't make it this afternoon so we have Matron Blissey instead."

"So what is this meeting about?" I asked. "Nurse Joy was so busy, she never really got to explain it to me."

"That's okay," the skinny man said again as his head bowed over his knees. "I'm Hank, the assistant manager and this is Arthur, our area manager. Now we're about to discuss some new findings following a research project down in Orre."

"For many years we've been wondering why female nidorans lose their fertility after evolution," Hank announced. "And it seems we finally know what it is."

"Do you know about the Polycystic Ovary Syndrome?"

"Women can have that," I said. "It leads to all sort of problems for women who have it."

"We believe that female nidorans also have PCOS," Arthur announced. He picked up the board against his leg and held it towards his chest. "These pictures show the reproductive system of a nidorina and a nidoqueen. As you can see the ovaries have a lot of cysts and these can lead to infertility, and that's why nidorina and nidoqueen can't breed."

"This makes a lot of sense," one of the ladies said as her peers gasped in unison. I don't see what's so mind-blowing about it, I already had a feeling that would be why female nidorans lose their fertility as soon as they evolve. Well, at least the humans found something educating. I think that it will probably break the news and there will be less nidorina and nidoqueens about.

The meeting was interrupted by a loud scream. It sounded as if it was coming from Domino's office. It sounded like the cry of a woman who had lost their child. The screams continued, and it grated my ears. I hopped off the chair and bowed at the men. "Excuse me," I said. "It's been nice meeting you, but I must go and see what's going on in Nurse Joy's office."

"That sound is from her office?" Hank asked. Arthur and their peers rose from their seats.

"It is," I said.

"Oh dear," Hank said. "I hope she is okay."

"PHIONE!" I followed the sound of Domino's cries and as I did, I began to decode what Domino was yelling. It was a state of emergancy, and I didn't have time to tell the higher management to stop following me. I opened the door to Domino's office and as the doors slammed open, her crying stopped. Unlike Domino's medical qualifications, her distress was real.

"Nurse Joy!" Hank gasped. "What is wrong with your hands."

"I couldn't save it," Domino cried. She held out her head hands and underneath all the blood was a piece of something. I scurried under the table and felt the urge to vomit. Below Domino's desk was a stillborn phione surrounded by blood and egg shells. The small corpse was badly deformed and decomposed. Poor child must have contracted the Hacked Syndrone by birth which could explain it's deflated body, and it's mangled and rotten state was proof that the egg was not stored in a safe place. The egg must have been kept in a damp area where bacteria thrives and allows pests to feast upon the poor fetus.

"What is it?" Hank asked.

"It's a stillborn phione," I announced. I gulped and swallowed both my own vomit and anger. Hank leaned over my head and rushed out of the room. He held onto his mouth and I knew he was running to the nearest bathroom to expel his sickness. I looked up to the higher management and said, "Can you get funeral directors and the appropriate paperwork please? Thank you. I will speak to Nurse Joy alone."

They all left and nodded without another word. As soon as Arthur closed the door after him, I double-slapped Domino three times and she panted at every hit. There was no holding back. I had done something that I had been wanting to do for a while.

"You killed a baby," I hissed at Domino. I glared at her as her chest protected one side of the cabinet.

"I wanted a shiny phione," Domino whimpered.

"What are you hiding in there?" My cheeks imploded and I tapped her gently in hope she would surrender.

"Nothing important."

"Well if it's nothing important, then why can't I see it?"

"It's none of your business."

"JUST LET ME IN!" I had no choice, I pushed Domino out of the way and opened the wooden door. The door spat out a nail as it hinged open. The cabinet was scattered with drugs: illegal drugs and strange concoctions along with those Instant Egg Drops. I pushed the door shut and looked down on Domino who threw herself on the ground as if she was expecting some sympathy. "I always knew that Instant Egg Drops were dangerous," I barked. "But now, I can see the true dangers of it."

"None of this would have happened if you accepted me as your master," Domino yelled. She pushed herself from the floor and her pink wig slipped off. Domino looked as if she had a hungover from a wild hen night. It seems as if I didn't slap the murderer enough. How dare she try to guilt trip me. The stillborn phione makes me even more glad that I didn't accept Domino as my trainer.

"You have gone far enough," I told Domino. "If you stay here any longer, you will kill many more of my patients." I turned my back on her. "I will turn you in and I will reveal the truth."

"NO MATRON!" Domino cried. "One more chance... please... I beg you."

Rubbish! She had plenty of chances to redeem herself and she took none of them. Every second she spent working in the wards was a chance to make herself a better person, but she chose profit over humanity. I hope I never see the wretched woman again.

"SPEAK TO ME!" I ignored her again and threw my attention to Officer Jenny who followed Hank into the room. Domino pushed herself against the wall. "What are the police doing here?" If Domino was a real nurse, she would have known that when a pokemon dies in suspicious circumstances it is the police's duty to perform a routine check.

"Nurse Joy is quite shocked," Hank explained to Officer Jenny.

"She would be," I interrupted. "She didn't expect her experiment to be such a failure."

"You stupid fat *****!" Domino screamed out her true colours.

"I'm sorry Domino," I told her. I didn't care if there was an audience. It was time for the truth to be out in the open. "But I'm not going to stand there and let you get away with killing my patients."

"Don't tell them," Domino screamed. "Don't you dare..."

"Tell them what?" I asked with my hands on my hips. "Don't tell them that you lied about your qualifications? You don't want them to know that you're a member of Team Rocket? Or do you not want them to know that you've imported illegal drugs into the hospital." I paused and then looked up to Officer Jenny and told her in a sincere manner, "Feel free to check this office."

"With pleasure," Officer Jenny announced. She blew her whistle and the room became surrounded by speedy growlithes. Meanwhile Hank looked at Domino with a disappointed look on his face as Domino was dragged out of the hospital by Officer Jenny.

[Adam45]

So this is the censored version of Chapter 17. That's a good chapter.

[Keldminrachi91]

Wow. For the past 2-3 hrs all I've been doing is reading this Fic! I'm new to the Fic section, and I've seen this bunches of times while looking for a good journey/PMD Fic, but I got curious when I saw the 2012 FF Awards Nominations. Somebody nominated the Pregnant Mew Chapter for Most Heart Warming/Breaking, and I loved it so much that I jumped into it. And there's not a single word that I regret reading! This is the absolute best Fic I've ever read! Not that I've read many, but I personally like Fic chapters at the length you have them. I've tried to jump into others, but I feel like I can't read another word, and I only get half way through the chapters. This is a little weird, but this is just a clean (as far as cursing goes), Poke-fied version of General Hospital; one of my mom's favorite shows. I sat down for 5 minutes and couldn't watch it, but the second I read half of the first chapter, I fell in love with this! My favorite episodes (in order) are:

Pregnant Mew-not the best images, but it was just so sweet and sad, especially when Mew said "Can I hold it? I never get to hold the child." It made me cry.

Holiday Child-Loved Blissey's reaction to Spiritomb being Lavender's dad. You probably can't answer this question directly, but does Blissey actually have feelings for Spiritomb? And, as a side note, how would Minerva even get Spiritomb's sperm? EDIT: Changed my mind; I don't want to know.

Alder's Death- Reminded me of when my uncle died just a month or so ago. So sweet the written, but sad. And you said you based it off a personal experience, right?

Mr. Fierce chapters- Surprisingly, I didn't fall as in love with Mr. Fierce as some others did. Not until heard the whole story, that is.

Nurse Joy's Secret- Ooh, did NOT expect that! Very surprising plot twist!

Staff Meeting- Wow, now I am almost 100% sure Domino had something to do with Minerva's 'little injection plot' Now I'm starting to question Minerva's jealously to Little Wit. I understand she was jealous because she didn't get as much attention as Little Wit, but I have some theories

A) Minerva was desperate for attention, so she went to Domino for help,

B) Domino made a deal with Minerva to get back at Blissey for something that might have happened in the past, or

C) Minerva + Domino are secretly out to get Blissey for some reason, so they worked together to try and get back at her.

Add me to the PM list, please.

[ChloboShoka]

So this is the censored version of Chapter 17. That's a good chapter.

The content is the same as it is on FF.net. Serebii has a word filter in compliance to their rules. Thanks for commenting on the fic here and on the other side too. =)

Wow. For the past 2-3 hrs all I've been doing is reading this Fic! I'm new to the Fic section, and I've seen this bunches of times while looking for a good journey/PMD Fic, but I got curious when I saw the 2012 FF Awards Nominations. Somebody nominated the Pregnant Mew Chapter for Most Heart Warming/Breaking, and I loved it so much that I jumped into it. And there's not a single word that I regret reading! This is the absolute best Fic I've ever read! Not that I've read many, but I personally like Fic chapters at the length you have them. I've tried to jump into others, but I feel like I can't read another word, and I only get half way through the chapters. This is a little weird, but this is just a clean (as far as cursing goes), Poke-fied version of General Hospital; one of my mom's favorite shows. I sat down for 5 minutes and couldn't watch it, but the second I read half of the first chapter, I fell in love with this! My favorite episodes (in order) are:

Pregnant Mew-not the best images, but it was just so sweet and sad, especially when Mew said "Can I hold it? I never get to hold the child." It made me cry.

Holiday Child-Loved Blissey's reaction to Spiritomb being Lavender's dad. You probably can't answer this question directly, but does Blissey actually have feelings for Spiritomb? And, as a side note, how would Minerva even get Spiritomb's sperm? EDIT: Changed my mind; I don't want to know.

Alder's Death- Reminded me of when my uncle died just a month or so ago. So sweet the written, but sad. And you said you based it off a personal experience, right?

Mr. Fierce chapters- Surprisingly, I didn't fall as in love with Mr. Fierce as some others did. Not until heard the whole story, that is.

Nurse Joy's Secret- Ooh, did NOT expect that! Very surprising plot twist!

Staff Meeting- Wow, now I am almost 100% sure Domino had something to do with Minerva's 'little injection plot' Now I'm starting to question Minerva's jealously to Little Wit. I understand she was jealous because she didn't get as much attention as Little Wit, but I have some theories

A) Minerva was desperate for attention, so she went to Domino for help,

B) Domino made a deal with Minerva to get back at Blissey for something that might have happened in the past, or

C) Minerva + Domino are secretly out to get Blissey for some reason, so they worked together to try and get back at her.

Add me to the PM list, please.

After I read your review I sent out personal VMS thanking them for the nominations. Thanks for the review. Happy to see people liking this story. Love the theories.

[LadyLady]

Heya hunni, im gonna attempt to review the first chapter for you, hope im good at it

There is also an obvious scent of vodka on the chikorita's breath.

chikorita the alcoholic, oh my

The opening had made me want to read on, the point of view from Blissey is something completely original especially in this particular enviroment so you deserve credit here. The only thing i think could be improved here is, i know you went in to the Chikorita's alcohol poising but i would have liked to see a major operation going on in the first scene, something like a Pokemon dying, a big rush of action, but nether the less i love the opening the way it is too.

"Once you leave hospital, I recommend that the next time your trainer gives you alcohol is to say no."

The last section of this doesnt really make sense to me, maybe ' I recommend that the next time your trainer gives you alcoho, the thing to do is to say no.

Time was a matter of life and death

intense

the only real problem ive had up untill this point is decription, you sprinkle fragments here and there but you never really dwelve deep with creative writing. This is just something i personally like, for example a couple of similies, meataphors and so on, this will help to decribe the setting, personalities and emotions, things every reader wants to know about, well i do anyway.But ofcourse there are some readers who like everything to be staright, straight to the point but youll be surprised how description can really make a big difference. However a good element of this you already have which is your wide range of vocabulary, which is making the story so mch more interesting.

I was slapped on the back by a pink tail. Curiously I turned around and saw some beedrill zoom a mew into the hospital wing. I opened my mouth in awe. I hadn't seen this pokemon in many years. No doubt that everyone would work extra hard to give this one a speedy recovery as they are an endangered species. After all, we've all made our vows to preserve life, but we should apply that vow to all our patients.

i have to appluade your surreal mixture of abstract concepts and real life ideals, not to mention these work ethics. There was abit near the beginning too, that the immune system couldnt handle a full recovery, its a very intelligent way of intersecting real life dillemas with that of the pokemon world.

Is that all?" I asked. Why should this pathetic trainer be praised for feeding alcohol? I sometimes feel that Nurse Joys are far too lenient on these brats.

I opened my mouth with sheer horror. "You can't use that word in a professional environment like this. You shouldn't be using it all." Every time I hear that word, my stomach curled as I cringed. Retard was a horrible word

i was gonna say something about personalities within your story untill i came across this, from, this alone you can see how dedicated Blissey is to her work, although its only the first chapter i would of liked to see some more characterization, the personalites are so far lacking for me personally. There is nothing that stands out for me with these characters so far and i really want to feel for them.

The ending was great! I take half back what i said about the persoanlites, Nurse Joy is great, haha i find her the most interesting purely because of the last scene, i love it.

Im not too sure what the entire plot is at the moment, not enough info to go by but a great execution for the introduction to a simple, yet interesting concept and first chapter. The techniques of real work mechanisms and the pokemon world have blended beautifully, this just has to stay consisdent, its the best intersection of ideas ive ever read, and you dont go over board too, it just works. The pacing of the chapter was fast, but wasn't rushed, a perfect balance in other words, the only thing for me was i didnt really dive deep enough into it, i wanted to but the chikorita didnt grab me as much as i wanted it to, i understand this is the first chapter but still, hinting at something much, much more bigger could of been implemented. I know you kind'a do this towards the end but i wanted more, but i guess thats the joy of the other chapters.

Overall the ending has certainly made me want to reado on, you leave some peculiar questions to the reader, what happened to Cyrus? why is nurse joy such a tool? Things that i believe should be in every ending, its an excuse for me to read on, i want to know the answers and im sure ill find them out. You've created an original fic that derserves praise, well done hunni x

sorry I can't spell

[ChloboShoka]

Heya hunni, im gonna attempt to review the first chapter for you, hope im good at it



chikorita the alcoholic, oh my

The opening had made me want to read on, the point of view from Blissey is something completely original especially in this particular enviroment so you deserve credit here. The only thing i think could be improved here is, i know you went in to the Chikorita's alcohol poising but i would have liked to see a major operation going on in the first scene, something like a Pokemon dying, a big rush of action, but nether the less i love the opening the way it is too.



The last section of this doesnt really make sense to me, maybe ' I recommend that the next time your trainer gives you alcoho, the thing to do is to say no.



intense

the only real problem ive had up untill this point is decription, you sprinkle fragments here and there but you never really dwelve deep with creative writing. This is just something i personally like, for example a couple of similies, meataphors and so on, this will help to decribe the setting, personalities and emotions, things every reader wants to know about, well i do anyway.But ofcourse there are some readers who like everything to be staright, straight to the point but youll be surprised how description can really make a big difference. However a good element of this you already have which is your wide range of vocabulary, which is making the story so mch more interesting.



i have to appluade your surreal mixture of abstract concepts and real life ideals, not to mention these work ethics. There was abit near the beginning too, that the immune system couldnt handle a full recovery, its a very intelligent way of intersecting real life dillemas with that of the pokemon world.





i was gonna say something about personalities within your story untill i came across this, from, this alone you can see how dedicated Blissey is to her work, although its only the first chapter i would of liked to see some more characterization, the personalites are so far lacking for me personally. There is nothing that stands out for me with these characters so far and i really want to feel for them.

The ending was great! I take half back what i said about the persoanlites, Nurse Joy is great, haha i find her the most interesting purely because of the last scene, i love it.

Im not too sure what the entire plot is at the moment, not enough info to go by but a great execution for the introduction to a simple, yet interesting concept and first chapter. The techniques of real work mechanisms and the pokemon world have blended beautifully, this just has to stay consisdent, its the best intersection of ideas ive ever read, and you dont go over board too, it just works. The pacing of the chapter was fast, but wasn't rushed, a perfect balance in other words, the only thing for me was i didnt really dive deep enough into it, i wanted to but the chikorita didnt grab me as much as i wanted it to, i understand this is the first chapter but still, hinting at something much, much more bigger could of been implemented. I know you kind'a do this towards the end but i wanted more, but i guess thats the joy of the other chapters.

Overall the ending has certainly made me want to reado on, you leave some peculiar questions to the reader, what happened to Cyrus? why is nurse joy such a tool? Things that i believe should be in every ending, its an excuse for me to read on, i want to know the answers and im sure ill find them out. You've created an original fic that derserves praise, well done hunni x

sorry I can't spell

Great review. Thank you very much. Some of your questions such as the questionable methods of Nurse Joy are already answered in later chapters but I do hope you read on and enjoy the next installments.

[ChloboShoka]

Episode Eighteen: Unhappy Patient

The way Domino left the hospital left such a nasty aftertaste for me. I told the truth to all the pokemon staff and told them all to carry on like a normal day. If they had a problem, they could come to me and I could sort it out. Following Domino's departure, I felt the urge to check all of her regular patients and the one one that was on the list was a wild dragonite in room 12.

Three months ago he crashed into a ship, cracked his skull, broke both his wings and torn the ligaments in his wings. It didn't take him very long for him to develop a pressure ulcers because Domino told the staff not to turn Dragonite about. He was stuck in the same place for a month so no wonder he's so unhappy in hospital. He is expected to spend another six months in hospital and must undergo lots of operations. On top of that, he's on the waiting list for a liver transplant. On a good day he can be very funny, but on a bad day, he can be very rude and racist.

Pressure ulcers are a very unpleasant business. There's four main stages of pressure ulcers and the healing machine can only heal stage one ulcers because it can't repair thick tissue loss or bone exposure. Which is why we have to avoid patients from getting pressure ulcers, things like making sure patients are comfortable, well nourished and making them as mobile as possible can all reduce the risks of these bed sores.

"Where am I?" Dragonite asked. "I want to complain about Nurse Joy."

I don't think Dragonite knows, and I'm not sure if I should say it yet. "What would you like to complain about?" I closed the blue curtains around me so that the patient could have some privacy.

"I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE!" Dragonite shouted in pride. I'm sure he's a huge fan of Iris, Unova's dragon-hugging champion. "THEY TREAT YOU LIKE A MEMBER OF THE FAMILY. NOT LIKE THE WHITE TRASH LIKE SHITTY NURSE JOY!"

"What did Nurse Joy do to you?" I asked. I know she doesn't like white humans very much, but that's a legal reason to complain. Being a wild pokemon, he probably doesn't understand anything about the social forms of conduct and how humans in society work.

"She dumped me here," Dragonite croaked. His entire body was covered in bandages and he was trying hard to get out of them. "The medicine sucks. The food sucks. The staff are useless and the patients are disturb my sleep."

"She's not here anymore," I said, thinking it would make him feel better.

"Who?"

"Nurse Joy no longer works for us. We will be getting a new nurse soon."

"It only proves my point," Dragonite announced. "You need to stop hiring white human doctors: they're rubbish!"

"I don't do the hiring, it's the Human Resources and Head Office that do all that."

"IT'S A ****ING SHITHOLE IN HERE!"

"Would you like to use the litter tray?"

"Where's that?"

"It's under your bed." I picked up the tray from under his bed and showed it to him. Since Dragonite is a big pokemon, the tray was about half the size of his bed.

"You can eat it if you want," Dragonite hissed and whipped the tray into my chest with his tail. "I don't eat rice."

"This isn't rice, this gravel. For you to have number ones or twos in."

"I've already got a toilet." Dragonite shook his head. "No! Take it away."

I've got to document that in the care notes so the other staff can know. On the tracking sheet, I wrote the date, the time and my signature. In the space next to it I wrote; Refused litter tray. Litter tray has been removed by the request of the patient.

"If you need to go, ring your bell and someone will help you," I told Dragonite as I took the litter tray with me out of the room. Since it is clean, I can use it for Red's Pikachu. I shouldn't really in case of cross-contamination or risks of infection control, but we've ran out of litter trays and Red's Pikachu really needs one. I'm not sure why Red brought his Pikachu to our hospital when there was one just next to the cave to Mt. Silver, but it didn't matter now.

Red's Pikachu needed my help and I had to save his life. It didn't matter weather the trainer was a triple murderer or a pokemon champion.

[deh74]

I feel like you really captured the way a wild Pokemon would tract to being in a human made environment like a Pokemon center really well. I just have to say one thing about the last paragraph though... WHAT THE HUH????

[ChloboShoka]

I feel like you really captured the way a wild Pokemon would tract to being in a human made environment like a Pokemon center really well. I just have to say one thing about the last paragraph though... WHAT THE HUH????

I'm going to add Red's Pikachu in the new chapter just to add some tension.


Announcement: Just noticed this fic was featured on TV Tropes. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.ph...irclingBirdies

[deh74]

That's great! Good for you man (woman, other?)

[ChloboShoka]

That's great! Good for you man (woman, other?)

I'm a woman. (I'll be 21 next month)

[ChloboShoka]

Just an announcement: I haven't started the new chapter yet because I've been so busy with other commitments like finishing college and starting a new job. Thank you all for your time, patience and understanding.

But I'm also here to announce on this thread that I am honoured to have won these two awards at the 2012 Fanfiction Awards which are Most Original Overall and Best Non-Romantic Relationship/Interaction. Again thanks to everyone who voted/nominated.

The next chapter will definitely be very patient focused and will focus on Red's Pikachu. I'll try to not spoil it too much but Red's Pikachu is left in a critical condition.

I'm also planning to write a one shot based on Spiritomb's point of view.