Isabella Tpn Novels & Stories

Knowing she needed some serious TLC, each of them took it upon themselves to give her the aftercare that she needed, making sure to give her their total undivided attention in the process as they started with a nice hot bath to soothe the skin as well as cleans the body, before giving her lots and lots of Gatorade to help give her the electrolytes she needed as well as warm clothes and plenty of cuddles and complements. Of course, it didn’t take long before Alex and Tony had suddenly become super aware that Isabella had suddenly developed a fear of the dark, panic attacks evident each time a light had been turned off and her mind went into panic mood, and as if panic attacks weren’t a thing,

Isabella slowly opened her eyes, her sight blurry. She looked around to try to clear her vision, but it's unfamiliar, until she heard Nerissa's voice. "N-Nerissa, where are we?" Isabella slowly blinked her eyes a few times to regain her focus. "We are at the hospital, you passed out a while ago. According to doctors it's because of dehydration and starvation," Nerissa explained. Isabella quickly sat up despite feeling weak. "We should go now, we doesn't have anything to pay here!" she stated urgently.

“Let’s get you some food first. Can’t take meds on an empty stomach.” He disappears for a bit and comes back with a hamburger from the hospital cafeteria. “Eat this.” I take a bite. Once I’m done, he hands me the pills with a cup of water. “Down the hatch.” I swallow them, grimacing at the bitter taste. He glances at Isabella, who’s watching us with a cold glare. She doesn’t say a word to me, just turns away. Zeta stands, looking torn. “Bella, I’ll be right back. Gotta get Lyssa home.”

I saw the needles before I saw the rest. My pulse spiked. “Don’t you fucking dare,” I hissed, jerking against the ropes so hard they dug into my skin. Isabella smirked. “You always had a dirty mouth. Let’s see if we can fix that.” The girl set the tray down, her hands trembling slightly as she uncapped a vial. The clear liquid shimmered under the bulb. “Hold her,” Isabella ordered. The girl hesitated. “She’s tied, ma’am.” “Then inject her.”

"I thought she refused." "She changed her mind." "Why?" Elena looked at him. "Because she's not ready to die." --- They drove to the medical facility the next morning. Not a prison. A hospital. White walls. Fluorescent lights. The smell of antiseptic and fear. Isabella was in a room on the fourth floor. Tubes in her arms. Machines beeping. Monitors blinking. She looked smaller than Elena remembered. "Isabella." "Elena." "You look terrible."

"You need to eat, Luciano. You’re no good to her if you faint from low blood sugar." "I’m not hungry," he growled. "I'll eat when she can eat." Libbie sighed and pointed at the IV bag hanging above the bed. "She is eating. It’s TPN. It’s everything her body needs. Now eat the sandwich or I’ll have Karlos come in here and force-feed you." Luciano didn't respond. He just went back to staring at Alanza’s face.

she whispers and kisses the top of her head. "What are you going to name her?" The nurse asks and Dante nods. "Ireal Martina DeMontez Angelis" Isabella says staring at Dante. They looked so much in love that I feel jealous. I wish I was her. I was about to leave the room to give them privacy when Isabella's monitor begun beeping loudly and fast. "Code red,code red, she is hemorrhaging" the doctor says everything was moving so fast. They took the baby from her chest and another nurse took her inside.

The nurse nodded and carefully assisted Isabella into a more upright position, adjusting the pillows behind her for comfort. Once Isabella was settled, Doctor Jerry turned his attention back to her. "Isabella, you've been unconscious for a long time, and we'll need to start some walking exercises soon to assess your mobility post-coma," he explained, his tone reassuring. "But for now, you need to rest and regain your strength. You've been through a lot, and your body needs time to recover."

Isabella said seriously. I picked her up. She was too big to be carried really. But I didn't care. I held her against my chest and started walking back towards the house. "Let's get you cleaned up," I said. "And fed. You must be starving." "I am," Isabella admitted. "And thirsty. And tired." We took Isabella inside. Helena's staff brought food and water. I sat with her while she ate. Never letting go of her hand. She looked so small and fragile. Her face was pale from being outside all night. There were scratches on her arms from the bushes.

“Alpha, sorry this is a TPN, Dr. Nancy ordered it for the Luna.” “A TPN? What the fuck have you been doing to her? You aren’t sticking my mate with anything I don’t know about!” My Alpha aura released without my awareness. Lack of sleep and fear for Ciara had caused me to become irrational. “Please Alpha, Dr. Nancy placed an order for IV NACL 0.9% 500ML which is just fluid and a TPN which is Total parenteral nutrition. It’s like vitamins!” The nurse bared her neck to me in fear while the other nurse cowered in a corner.