RaspberryLemon
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My Master would never have me be alone at the hospital--serious or not--unless he absolutely couldn't be there (work or other obligations, although currently works out of our home and so he would have the luxury of putting it on hold for something like that.) He knows I can handle it myself but he also knows that I would be scared and lonely and that him being there would be a great comfort to me. He cares for me immensely and he loves me. Why wouldn't he be there? That's just what people do when they care about each other. God knows I would be there for him as well, and I wouldn't leave his side unless I had to. He wants to be sure I am all right and he wants to take an active part in my medical care. He would be at my side as much as possible, making damn sure I was getting proper care and that he knew what was going on. This is especially important because the local hospital here is...not so good. More than once I've had someone try to give me an antibiotic I already made sure they know I am allergic to. They are lazy and careless about things, don't take the care to put an IV in properly, don't answer questions about your current state or your care, they take shortcuts, etc... My Master's sister gave birth to her first child at said hospital and there were complications: the infant needed intensive care and thus they took him to the proper unit, no big deal except the new mother was very nervous and scared for her baby and wanted information about his condition--when she asked, they refused to give her any answer except "He's in God's hands, honey" (if you haven't guessed, we live in the bible belt.) And no, they didn't mean that the baby was dying or they were unsure if he was to live and could do nothing at that point. The baby was just fine and the nurse just didn't care to answer or find out the information for her. Every single damn time I've had experience with that hospital, they fucked something up or were disgustingly apathetic about the patient. Thankfully so far nothing horrible has come of that, but it is concerning to me. Sorry for the rant, I digress. In any case, my Master comes with me even to regular check-ups. Not because he has to or that I can't deal with it on my own, but because he wants to be a part of my care. Part of him being my Master is being responsible for me, and my physical well-being is a part of that. He cares, and thus he is there for me. If your master refuses to be there when you are scared, alone, in pain, or having medical troubles, you may want to examine why that is and perhaps consider that he doesn't care as much as you may have thought he did.
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