#f: abg discourse

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Yesterday, on the 17th of November 2023, Basavatarakam Indo American Cancer Hospital and Research Institute, in collaboration with the Indian Society Of Critical Care Medicine (ISCCM), orchestrated a transformative one-day workshop on Critical Care Nursing. This event, an integral part of the CRITIC-SOUTH ZONE CRITICAL CARE CONFERENCE 2023, illuminated the path to heightened excellence in nursing.

Mastering Vital Aspects: Early Warning Signs Airway Management in ICU BLS/ACLS/PBLS/PALS ECG Interpretation Inauguration and High Tea

Engaging Workshops (30 Mins Each): A. Airway Management Skills B. Resuscitation Techniques C. How to Read an ECG D. Setting Up a Ventilator E. Hemodynamic Monitoring F. How to Read an ABG

Culmination with Knowledge and Celebration: Quiz and Certificate Distribution!

As we bask in the afterglow of this enriching day, we extend our deepest gratitude to every participant, dedicated faculty member, and steadfast supporter. Together, we are pioneers, shaping the future of critical care nursing, enhancing excellence, and leaving an indelible mark on patient care.

The breadth of topics covered in this workshop has not only expanded our knowledge but has also contributed significantly to the ongoing discourse on CRITICAL CARE NURSING practices. Here's to continuous learning, growth, and a shared commitment to elevate the standards of healthcare!

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abg discourse, a side note: trappings

note 1: Yesterday, I said I would write a drabble and had no idea what I would write about. Reni and Fina gave me good suggestions and then I Did Not Follow Through. I am regretful. I apologize. Anyway, this happens between scene 3 and scene 4 in abg discourse

note 2: this AU has the potential for capital A Angst. I don’t want to be mean, so I’m promising you that no one is crying in this drabble.

note 3: “So what happens when jk and oc catch each other doing laundry at the same time and they start doing more catching up and BACKSTORY? There’s more backstory, Ella?” Good question! Here you go! Please don’t ask me if I’m writing more or else I will v*mit!

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Jeongguk is nice enough to lend you ten bucks for your laundry card when you realize you don’t have enough funds.

“This is a trap,” you say. The loading machine eats the bill up fast.

“What, and leave you stranded out here?”

You realize it would be very embarrassing, asking him to help you lug all your wet clothes back to the apartment. “I’ll pay you back when I can.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

The dismissal in his tone is hard. You grit your teeth, save your tongue from answering back. If Jeongguk is one thing, it’s that he’s kindly stubborn.

You head back to the dryer and start your load. For a second you think this warrants your leave, but Jeongguk has already stationed himself two washing machines down from where you stand. Attempts to dig up any untold stories is difficult: you’d already caught up with him at the mailboxes, ten years worth of stories and myths and oh really, I could’ve sworn he’d moved to Finland.

No, you’d said, Taehyung is very much still in the city, and he’s still just as annoying.

The sound of the drying machine is loud against Jeongguk’s humming. “Any more stories to kill time?”

“You have time?”

He points to the machine with Hajoon’s clothes swirling around. “Thirty minutes on the dot.”

Now you definitely feel trapped. He probably doesn’t mean it, though—he was just a good guy. A tempter. Your ring finger feels oddly light, looking at the silver band on his.

There is a stretch of time strung between you and him. It’s coiled with your longing, his unawareness. You have never felt as far away from him as you do now.

“You ever think so hard your head starts to itch?” You ask.

Jeongguk snorts. “Sure.”

“I’m like ninety-percent certain I’ve started to bald.”

“That’s very unfortunate.”

“I would appreciate some sympathy.”

“That is very unfortunate and I am sorry,” he says, sympathetically.

You watch your clothes tumble. Jeongguk checks his phone, types quickly, and puts it back in his pocket.

“Where’s Hajoon today?” You divert.

“Doctor’s.”

“Check-up?”

Jeongguk nods. “Ahyoung just sent me a picture of him crying because of the needles.”

“Poor baby.”

“He’ll be alright.” After a moment, he mumbles, “I have a story, to kill time.”

“Sure.”

“Hajoon is a good kid.”

“Mhm.”

“But do you know what it feels like… to have something be taken away from you?”

In an instant, you think of Ahyoung’s arm squeezing Jeongguk’s on that porch. Tight, a threat. “Yes,” you say.

“You remember I wanted to do law?”

“Of course.”

“But Ahyoung really wanted to become an RN,” he starts.

He recounts his days working for the government, helping people get their passports while Ahyoung studied for an additional two years. They’d gotten pregnant when she graduated, Hajoon both expected and a cause for bewilderment, and Jeongguk quit his job the second she’d gotten off maternity leave.

“There’s a lot of things I would do for my family.” He sighs. “But I get tired sometimes, too.”

“Doing the laundry is very tiring,” you say.

“It is.”

“You’re a good dad, Jeongguk.”

“Thank you.”

He’d never accuse his wife of deprivation, and you know better than to blame her for her indulgences. Silently, you think of all the bad and explosive words you would use to describe Ahyoung.

You also think about grabbing Jeongguk’s arm, pulling him closer to you.

What a scandal that would be. The privacy of the laundry room, with Hajoon’s clothes right there. Sharing stories under the guise of reassurance. Hugging him close to you, a proximity you have not visited in years.

You shift a little further away from him.

“Ahhh…” Jeongguk fits his hands over his face. “I probably overshared.”

“You know you can talk to me,” you remind him. That’s only partially a lie, because if he says anything more about his wife then you might actually rupture your cells through thought alone.

You don’t think you’ll ever know peace, having him around.

“I’ll stop thinking now,” he resolves. “Don’t want to lose hair like you are.”

“You can fuck off,” you say, and Jeongguk laughs, and everything seems somewhat normal again.

The laundry rattles on.

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“You bitch, take this strand of hair off my screen right now, why are you always shedding?” Taehyung says at work the next day.

You scowl.

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abgdiscourse!jk & hajoon's first word!

Hajoon fidgets with a book and huffs.

“It’s easy. Da da,” Jeongguk repeats, and he watches his son take that big breath in, eyes wide like he knows something but just can’t find the right way to articulate things so he just screams.

“Da da,” Hajoon says instead.

It’s Jeongguk who screams. He tackles him onto the play mat into a hug (and cries just a little bit)–of course Ahyoung missed this, he wants to think, but Hajoon interrupts his thoughts with his coos for biscuits, and Jeongguk decides to text Ahyoung later.

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abgdiscourse!oc holding hajoon for the first time! 💕

It happens when you see Ahyoung for the first time since they’d moved in.

You hear Hajoon first, blubbering and running through the lobby as you flip through your mail, and then the thud--and the wailing that follows right after.

“Oh--Hajoon!” The instinct is just there, whirling around and finding him flat on the tiles. So you pick him up, cradle him into some semblance of comfort. “You okay, baby?”

“Hajoon!” Someone shrieks. 

It’s funny how instinct works. The part of you that comforted has its shackles rising almost immediately hearing that voice, and Ahyoung is no different. She’s frozen. Hajoon sniffs into silence.

“Hey,” she greets stiffly.

You fight the urge to squeeze Hajoon tighter. Protecting what needs protecting, but maybe you’re just overreacting. This is his mother. This was a bad memory. Hajoon giggles and pulls at the nape of your neck. “Hi.”

“I can--I can take him now, thank you.”

She steps forward, lets you make the first move to hand him over. Hajoon is a little reluctant letting go of your hair, but Ahyoung’s scent is enough to have him relaxing into her embrace. She nods in thanks.

“I’ll see you,” she says, and you almost wait for her to tack on best friend but that’s stupid. It’s been ten (long) years, and this isn’t the porch of someone in high school’s house, and you’re an adult with somewhat-good memory repression.

“Sure,” is all you can come up with. 

You wait for them to slip behind the elevator doors before you rest your head on your mailbox door, thinking about that night at the party.

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What about Ahyoung and taehyung running into each other lol

The way this story is unraveling is truly beyond me at this point 🤦🏻‍♀️

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There’s tragedy in all meetings—the match of two gazes, the guaranteed end. A possible hilarity.

The drug mart is blissfully empty at 5PM. Taehyung recognizes her from a picture you’d shown him from Facebook, the picture-perfect family of 3. Ahyoung is just as beautiful as you (annoyingly) made her out to be, and he is not at all chagrined to help her out when she accidentally drops something from the shelf.

“Oh—here—“ He picks up the box—a pregnancy test—and hands it to her shaky hands.

“Thank you,” she bleats, head down. She scurries away before he can say anything else.

Taehyung pulls out his phone and finds your contact.

[5:17:09PM]: so funny story 😅...

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Awwww jk!! That transition fr going after his career to staying home must've been hard. Worth it bc of the baby but still... it's one big What If rn. And same with oc! The one that got away came back. What If becomes an actual question again. I rly like this type of angst ur writing in this story, there's so much at stake that's not just romantic love--there's marriage and a family and a career and an old friendship. And taehyung being dragged is hilarious lol Thank you for sharing your art! ❤

!!!! I really like the way you put it :D Many What Ifs: possibilities oc had forgotten about ever since she and jk had drifted apart, jk and his Ruminations about his current situation. Oc knows better than to indulge in what could be The One That Got Away but there’s just something about jk leaving everything behind for his wife that’s tickling her wrong. She’s not there to save him. And jk wouldn’t want that either...... He’s just a tired dad atm ^^; But neither of them realize how explosive the culmination of all these stresses are balling up to be! It’s like slow burn angst lol, with the added stupidity of bestie Taehyung because I said no one would be crying just yet !!! hehe!! Thank you for reading 🥺🥺💞💞

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is jk falling out of love with ahyoung? also did he, in high school, ever have feelings for oc before getting with ahyoung and if he didn’t will he start developing feeling for oc now after the reunion?

He’s doing a lot of soul-searching, I can say that much!!! He never liked oc, that was a very one-sided crush on oc’s part 😅 We’ll see how he’s feeling once oc starts slipping into his life more and more 👁👁

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Jungkook being the one who screams 😭😭😭❤❤❤ my heart!!!!!

😭😭😭😭 He loves his babby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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how did abg discourse oc and jungkook stop being best friends? like how did they lose contact

They graduated high school and they lost contact after that :3c Jk was very preoccupied with his relationship w Ahyoung, you know when one of ur friends falls off the face of the earth for a bit because they start dating someone ??? That’s what happened but like . For ten years LOL

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will we ever get other parts to abg discourse 👉🏼👈🏼

Yea :D

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I know this probs sounds dumb but... what does abg discourse mean ㅠㅡㅠ

Jk’s wife is an abg (Asian baby girl) in that AU kbhfdbgjhbhjbdsjg 

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can i ask what happened that led jk to want a divorce? was she cheating? were there a lot of pent-up issues and frustrations that finally got out? loved the piece!!! it was chef’s kiss

Eeeep it’s a secret :D!!!! Hehehhehehe but thank you for reading 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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wait will abg discourse oc and jk get together? 👁

👁👃🏼👁

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will abg discourse have a happy ending 🥺

Happy in the sense that it makes sense to the story line :D

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how’s hajoon😁😁😁 what if him and soonbok grow and up and fall in love lol random thoughts

Hajoon is good!!!! He really loves climbing things for some reason hehe. That would be a funny occurrence 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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hi i’ve been with u since ur last blog and i LOVE your WRITING🥺 do u know if ur gonna continue ur abg discourse drabble? i have never wanted another part to a drabble more lol i cant express how much i want oc and jk together

Omg thank u for staying hehe !! 🥺 Yes that story is by no means over!!! Initially I really did wanna just leave it as that little drabble thingie but plans change 😭😭😭 I’m happy to know that ur rooting for them ☺️