Taking the cue and hoping she isn't misreading, Faye hops onto the side of the bed, the motion easy before she leans forward to rest her elbows on her knees, a tongue briefly and nervously darting over her lip. As far as her past goes, she hasn't had a good history of exposing it to doctors. She hasn't had good experiences in hospitals, clinics, any of it. But the people of the island have yet to let her down, and there's a kind look to Dr. Grey's eyes besides.
Plus, if there were anyone in the clinic Faye really had to look out for, she has the feeling that Dean would've told her by now.
"So, to give a bit of background," she says first with a nod, waving her hand dismissively. "I used to smoke occasionally, went on for a couple of years; I've since quit. And I'm seventy-eight years old. Spent over fifty years in cyrogenic freeze." The last sentence is glossed over as quickly as Faye's able, not a topic she wants to linger on for long.
"And I'm wondering if I'm starting to go through menopause."
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Date: 2012-03-31 05:08 am (UTC)Plus, if there were anyone in the clinic Faye really had to look out for, she has the feeling that Dean would've told her by now.
"So, to give a bit of background," she says first with a nod, waving her hand dismissively. "I used to smoke occasionally, went on for a couple of years; I've since quit. And I'm seventy-eight years old. Spent over fifty years in cyrogenic freeze." The last sentence is glossed over as quickly as Faye's able, not a topic she wants to linger on for long.
"And I'm wondering if I'm starting to go through menopause."