She smiles back, aware that they're reassuring each other while they're both probably putting on a brave face. Joan knows that this is serious, more serious than the doctor is letting on. People die from nocturnal seizures. It's a really good thing Sherlock caught it.
"Yeah, pretty much," the doctor says, stretching a gauze cap over Joan's head to help keep the electrodes in place. "I'll do some tests while she's awake, then we'll let her sleep and see if we can record an incident."
She gathers the wires together at the nape of Joan's neck like a ponytail and secures them with a tie.
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Date: 2021-08-24 04:46 pm (UTC)"Yeah, pretty much," the doctor says, stretching a gauze cap over Joan's head to help keep the electrodes in place. "I'll do some tests while she's awake, then we'll let her sleep and see if we can record an incident."
She gathers the wires together at the nape of Joan's neck like a ponytail and secures them with a tie.