Look Out Santa Barbara

The overhead PA was paging Dr. Smythe to Post-Op and where was Dr. Yao? Everything about a hospital seemed to be white and sterile, even the air smelled like it had been scrubbed with alcohol disinfectant just to be safe.
Lying on a hospital bed, Jackie appeared to be resting comfortably...as comfortably as one could look with a tube down their throat and various other tubes taped and stuck in them. Her breathing was rhythmic with the machine next to her, her vitals showing up on a screen off to the side. The doctor had said it was touch and go for awhile, but she was "stable"...whatever that means.

ooc: spin off of a fic and thread with dial_a_psychic but open to others if they want to visit her in the hospital :)