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Happy Birthday, Sam lad! Hope you had a good one!

Well, it's been a while since I've posted, I'm sorry for disappearing on all of you. It wasn't intentional, but I'm sure you all know how these things go; you keep meaning to post, and then something comes up, and then suddenly a few weeks have passed.

So, how are you all? Jou, must be exam time for you now - how's that going? Revision going well?

Lorne, Ianto, congratulations to the both of you. I'm sure you'll make smashing parents, really.

Em, who else...

Colonel Sheppard, good to see you're feeling better. I'm sure Keller's taking very good care of all of you out there. And please, pass on my congratulations to Teyla. I'm not sure if I can send anything from here...I'll give it a go; let me know if you get a parcel for her at any point, will you?

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It seems my replacement isn't working out. They've asked me to go back.

I don't know what to do; I'm not any closer to my family here, not really, and it's not as if the practice is keeping me busy.

And God knows I'm tired of coming home to an empty apartment every bloody night. At least if I go there's always someone around to talk to.

Lorne? Colonel Sheppard? Rodney? I'd appreciate some advice, if you can. Should I be talking to this Keller lassie, see if I can make her feel more comfortable there, or just let them send her back and take over where I left off?

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Och, why not?

Comment to this post and...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to eat with you.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. If not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.
9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours
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Evan's asked me to leave. Says he won't let me stay 'under obligation' anymore.

I don't...I'm staying with one of my nurses for now; I've got from now until Christmas off, we were going to go and stay with Maureen for a week or two, hopefully see Emma and Alex and the wee ones.

I suppose I'll have to see if I can get a cheap flight back to Scotland for Christmas.

Current Location: Mary-beth's living room
Current Mood: crushed crushed
Current Music: Some cooking show thingy.

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Well, I haven't been on here for a while, have I?

Ianto, Ev Lorne, I hope you enjoyed your honeymoon, the wedding reception was lovely, as were the speeches.

Anyone who I didn't get to speak to at the reception, hope you had just as much fun as I did. Although possibly consuming less whisky. Colonel Sheppard, Lorne, you looked smashing in your kilts.

I won't try and catch up with those quiz things, I'll be here all morning, and I've got my first patient in about twenty minutes. For those of you with access to doctors, please, don't go to them if you've got a cold? We can't do a bloody thing, and you'll just make your doctor, and the other patients, ill. Fluids, rest, over-the-counter cold remedies. There's nothing else we can do for you.

[Private Entry]

Evan's managing to shower and get dressed by himself now. I think he's getting some feeling back in his legs, not that he'd ever tell me. Me being his lover and his doctor was never a problem on Atlantis, but now...it's as if he'll let me be one or the other, but not both. If I try and act like his doctor, he ignores me for days around the house.

Seeing Evan - no, Lorne, he doesn't like Evan - at the reception was harder than I'd thought. I know he's not the same person, but when I look at Evan now...he's so different from the man I fell in love with. And Lorne wasn't. Standing up, dancing, laughing - I haven't seen Evan do any of that in months. And he looked bloody gorgeous in a kilt. His mum not recognising me was a blow, too. I hadn't really thought it would bother me, but I suppose I've got used to relying on his family the past few months.

Och, look at me, feeling sorry for myself. I've got a good practice built up, Evan loves me, I know he does, and it'll get better. Soon.
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Evan's being released from the hospital today, into my care. We're staying at his mum's house for now, I've been looking around for a new place, but it's hard to find one that doesn't have steps up to the porch.

I can't believe we're actually going to be moving in together. Bloody hell.

Anyway, might be a bit scarce (well, more scarce) from now on; Evan's mum doesn't have broadband, and we'll be busy househunting. After that...well, who knows how long it'll take before we move in and get settled and get phonelines and things set up?

So, I'll hopefully speak to you all again sometime in the future.

Until then, good luck to all of you, and enjoy yourselves.

[ooc: This is sort of a goodbye/exit post for Carson; I have no ideas for what to do with him, and I might as well explain his absence somehow. So, yes, unless I come up with something in the future, this is it for my wee Scot.]
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I did it.

I resigned.

And Evan's decommission came through yesterday. So now I can actually tell the nurses why I'm spending so much bloody time there. Not that they hadn't guessed already, mind you.

I just want to take him home and look after him. God, I don't even know where we're going to live...Somewhere near his mum, I think.

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Evan's doing a wee bit better. He wasn't on the right pain medication before, I think that's what was affecting his moods so badly.

His physio's going better than expected, they're hoping he might be on crutches within a year. You just never know with spinal injuries. I've been at the hospital every day, so's his mum. I think that's helped, too. His mum's just...an amazing woman, really. She's keeping the nurse's station in pies - every time she leaves to get something from home, she reappears a couple of hours later with a pie or something else she's baked.

I'm handing my resignation in. I can't go back to work, not when Evan's like this. He needs me here, more than they do. Keller's perfectly capable of running the medical department out there.

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