"You've managed to reinjure yourself and actually make it so that there's a
ton of microfractures in your back. Luckily enough, it hasn't gotten to the
point to...essentially set you to non-running status for the rest of your
life. I'm working on a way to prevent microfractures in speedsters since it
can happen to you again. Or Wally, Barry, or Jesse."
His turn to frown. Not that he regrets what he did, but well. That's a horrifying thought. "Microfractures." Something he never even thought of. "Is it just in the back?"
"Surprisingly." She turns and shows him the x-ray of his leg. "The suit would have kept your leg compressed enough to withstand the constant motion and you weren't putting that much weight on it. Strain, yes. But no more than a runner after a marathon."
She reaches and squeezes his hand. Hugs were probably not a good idea at the moment since he was still recovering.
"Luckily, if you do not move for the next ten hours, you should be able to be back on your feet. And if you don't strain yourself," read that as run, "you should be back to new by the end of the week."
"Even out of the chair. But this means, you'll need to take it easy. I promise to take more note of my safety if you promise to not go speeding off as soon as you start to feel better. Deal?"
"Everyone else was off world or occupied." So worth it. Because otherwise, what would they have done? "But I promise. Who did those guys even work for?"
"Amunet Black. I ran into her a while ago." She checks on his vitals. "I had a weak point, thinking that there was no way for me to understand both parts of me. Amunet Black offered some kind of cure I refused at the last minute. Since then, she's carried a grudge."
"Going to need to now. Especially after all this. That way, they could be on the lookout for Amunet." Caitlin chuckles a little. "I'm pretty thankful that they didn't freak out when I became Killer Frost and automatically assumed I was a villain like Earth-2."
"Even she helped get m-get Barry out of that cell." So how bad could she really have been, right? "Nobody was ever going to think that." Not and survive Iris West's wrath.
"Hey, it's okay. Came out of that experience stronger than I went in." Never mind the nightmares she still had sometimes. "We really should look into getting a meta therapist. Might help us all out."
"If I weren't so busy with my day job, I probably would attempt to gain a degree in psychology as well," she tries to joke. She gets up but immediately sits back down, feeling a wave of dizziness. Right. Recovery is something that she needs to do as well.
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"A little dehydrated and probably sunburned in some places but I'm okay. Thank you for coming after me."
And yes, something to definitely look into with all of the speedsters running around.
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"As your friend, I'm really grateful. However, as your physician," she gives him a look, "I'm concerned that you really hurt your back again."
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She shakes her head.
"You've managed to reinjure yourself and actually make it so that there's a ton of microfractures in your back. Luckily enough, it hasn't gotten to the point to...essentially set you to non-running status for the rest of your life. I'm working on a way to prevent microfractures in speedsters since it can happen to you again. Or Wally, Barry, or Jesse."
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"Luckily, if you do not move for the next ten hours, you should be able to be back on your feet. And if you don't strain yourself," read that as run, "you should be back to new by the end of the week."
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"She almost killed me," she responded, giving half a smile. "When Zoom took me to Earth-2."
Strange how it felt like it was so long ago. When she was Zoom's prisoner. When that monster invaded her head.
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"Doctors make the worst patients."
But she doesn't get up from where she's sitting down.
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