Six Times A Day Spacer X Novels & Stories

Time had done what it wanted regardless, the way it always did, moving at its own pace with complete indifference to whoever was sitting beneath it trying to hold things still. Dr. Chen had gone over the medications with him three times. Not because he wasn't listening. Because she wanted to be certain the information was landing in a body that had enough hydration in it to actually retain things, which was, she said, a reasonable clinical concern. She'd given him printed instructions. A small paper bag with the first week's supply. A follow-up appointment card for Friday. She'd looked at him over her glasses when he stood to leave and said: If anything changes before Friday, you call me. No

He nodded, smiling faintly. “The anti-inflammatory is every eight hours,” I continued. “If you feel chest tightness or shortness of breath, that’s not a ‘wait and see’ thing, that’s an ‘Eli panics and calls three doctors’ thing.” “That sounds excessive,” he said. “It’s accurate,” I replied flatly. I kept reading. “No heavy lifting. No stairs unless I’m with you. Limited caffeine. No driving. No alcohol.” He chuckled softly. “Good luck with that last one.”

She added. "Okkay." Adam replied. "Here are the medications. Give them after every 2 hours. The drug effect will wear off by morning." She explained. "Thank you so much, doctor. Please don't spill out anything." He asked and she nodded before she left the mansion. "What's going on?" I asked with a worried tone. "It's that bastard Brown." Adam shouted. "What?. What did he do?" I asked.

Three days later "Finally my precious Sunday has arrived." Nandini smiled as she over dramatically threw herself on her bed. "I can sleep till late in the morning. Oh my precious sleep!" She rolled on the bed, grinning. That was when her eyes landed on her table where the capsule ingredients were safely placed. She remembered that she had to make a stronger dose of those capsules of hers. Throughout the week, she had a hard time staying in a closed space with him even with the capsules that she consumed in the interval of every three to fours hours.

"My last appointments are at 4:00 and 6:00 today, so I can train you at 5:00 or at 7:00, just let me know when you can make it. I'll check my schedule for Wednesday and Friday when I get in." I drank the shake, listening. "Here are some supplements to take." Again she pointed to a pillbox split into days of the week, with several openings for each day. She pulled out a strip, and I saw it was actually seven different containers, one for each day, each one split into 4 parts. "Take the first ones now. The next ones just before lunch, and the third before your afternoon meal." She dropped the strip of pills into a bag which contained the soft sided cooler with my Tupperware containers.

My leg felt like it was on fucking fire “Did the doc happen to give you any pain killers for me?” “Yeah” Zac reached into his pocket and handed me a box of pills “Take 2 every 4 to six hours with food.” “Fuck food” I groaned as I grabbed four and swallowed them dry. “Come on let’s get you inside, those pills are strong as fuck, and you just took four. You will be on your arse soon” He wrapped his arm around me for support and walked me into the house. He got me settled on the couch and suddenly the room started to swim.

After being put on a drip for an entire day, they returned to the university. Ezra walked her back to her dorm and showed her every packet of medication while reminding her of the dosage for each one. "Take this once a day. You only need one pill every time. It's to reduce inflammation. This is for your wound. Spray it on your wound every time you change your bandage." Ezra's thoughtfulness warmed Tessa's heart as she had just arrived in Engliora and did not know anyone in this new country. He would message her every day to remind her to change her bandage and take her medication. The scar on her face slowly faded away.

"Where is she?" He leaned his stocky body against the headboard. He looked pitiful, with a hint of loneliness etched between his brows. None of it mattered when Alyssa wasn't there for his pity party. "Ms. Alyssa is busy. She wanted me to deliver these to you," Sean answered. Placing the package of rare medications by the headboard, he cast a chilly glance at Jasper's pale face. "She mentioned that the external injury medication should be applied thrice a day, while the one for internal injury should be applied once a day.

After the director left, Vans explained further to Julian, "Three times a day, before each meal." Julian carefully noted down the prescription.

I sigh hard as I think. “There’s never been a time that I haven’t needed to ration medication. My normal schedule has always been trelegy in the morning, singulair and Effexor in the evenings, nebulizer right before bed.” “It’s always been once a day.” “When I manage to create a small stockpile then I stick to once a day unless I get tight or have a major attack then I’ll use it more.” “Okay, so after dinner tonight I’ll meet you in the med room next door to alpha and show you how to work the nebulizer in there until we get you a machine.”