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The clicks of his flat heels slapping the marble of the hall proceeded the man himself, as Dr Alastair M. Rivers approached the reception desk set under the sweeping stair of the reception hall. The sound always carried in this part of Tyne-Harrow hospital, for the frontage was grand Georgian manor house built some 200 years past. Dr Rivers had always felt the palatial building and peaceful grounds made a conducive environment of the healing of the mind, as was the Tyne-Harrow's purpose now. The manor house provided a series of recreation spaces for the patients, as well as some more than comfortable offices for the medical staff on the first floor. Whilst the the back of the manor had been greatly extended. Where Dr Rivers was led to understand there had once been long timber sheds where slaves would have been quartered during the manor's plantation history, were now modern and purpose built dormitories, wards and care facilities.
From the reception desk Mrs Smith glanced up from her monitor screen, she arranged her features into a practiced but not entirely disingenuous smile when recognizing the well trimmed silvering beard, curled mustache and moon spectacles of Dr Rivers. His eyes sparkled in greeting at her from behind the lenses, or maybe it was the lenses themselves which flashed from the tilt of his head?
"Dr Rivers, Tina arrived not long ago, she should be attending her rounds now... or catching up with them." The receptionist preemptively answered. She was aware the Dr was looking for the nurse because he had been hovering around the reception earlier when the day time nurses' shift was due to start but had stepped away after awhile to attend his own duties. She knew it was Tina he was looking for because the young blond was assigned to him.
"Thank you." Dr River's smiled appreciatively and passed as letters which had been resting in to crook of his arm across the desk. "Could you make sure these go out with today's post please, I've already stamped them."
"Certainly." The receptionist answered brightly before watching the doctor give another polite little nod before he turned his back to her and traversed back down the hall towards the new part of the hospital. She glanced at the names under the official medical letter marks. One of them was addressed to Tina's parents.
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Morning in the therapeutic hospital was usually the busiest time, aside from bedtime, for nursing staff. The general duties were ensuring the patients were awake, comfortable (i.e medicated) and were generally ushered towards the tearoom for breakfast. Of course not every patient was of the same ability, so these duties also included more expansive tasks such as sponge bathes, toileting assistance, dressing assistance and just a degree of extra care giving. It was in the attendance of an elderly man with very sever Alzheimer's, that Dr River's found his assistant, folding up a wet adult diaper in her hands. He noted she sloppily just dumped it on top of her supply trolly to dispose of later rather than first sealing it an a medical waste bag and stowing it discreetly in a compartment at the bottom of the trolly as she was supposed to. He usually would have immediately corrected her on these sorts of lapses but today his countenance differed to usual. What he had witnessed yesterday had set of machinations in his mind which had kept him away from leisure all evening, pouring through material he'd seldom glanced at on an unorthodox but seemingly promising therapy. Steeling himself in his conviction that the young nurse would ultimately benefit from the course he was about to set them both upon, Dr River's took a confident stride into the room.
"Good morning Mr Raferty, may I steal my assistant away from you? I've already asked nurse Rosemary to come and attend you in her absence." He announced in friendly, softly spoken tones, whilst laying one of his large hands over the slender frame of Tine's shoulders so he could guide her out with him.
"Have you seen my pet tortoise, Lumpy?... I can't find him." The old man with deep set and foggy eyes croaked from the bed. The animal in question, whom the 80 year old often asked after, several times in a day in fact, had been identified to be a childhood pet, escaped from the garden after a family holiday. To this effect, since the old man was revisiting a memory he'd formed as a child, Dr River's knelt by the bedside and responded as if speaking with a child.
"Nurse Rosemary once worked with exotic animals in San Diego Zoo, I'm sure she'll apply her knowledge of reptiles toward finding lumpy for you but so she'd free to do that, you have to be very good and stay in bed for her. Okay?"
A nod but one with some confidence rather than uncertainty was received from the patient.
"Nurse Rosemary should be along with your breakfast soon." Dr River's rose from his crouch and replace his arm around Tina, "If you'll excuse us."
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Most of the walk, as Dr River's lead his assistant down corridors past the dormitories towards treatment and therapy rooms, was in silence. The Dr was of course aware this probably made Tina feel uneasy and he felt some shame in the fact he couldn't think of a way to ease his latest patient into her therapy, it was going to have to be firm and enforced if he was going set the appropriate sense of power relationship in her mind.
She had questions of course and he didn't shy from answering them, that was fair, he needed to show he would always be fair with her if she was going to want to look up to him as 'Daddy' figure. When her questions inevitably lead to, "Why am I being relieved of ALL duties pending further notice?" following stiffness taking over her whole body, he took her hand and gently squeezed it, stopping in the corridor so he could look her directly in the eye.
"I observed you stealing from a department store yesterday." he said plainly in a level stone, though he could see the emotional weight of his statement in her body expression, he deduced she must have felt embarrassed and also ashamed, maybe even for letting him down. "Now, I can assure that your not getting fired, as far as I'm aware you haven't stolen anything from this hospital, so we have no grounds on which to dismiss you. I personally however will not suffer an immature young woman with a great deal of potential to continue making mistakes, as you have been, and eventually land yourself in trouble with will get you dismissed or arrested or worse." The Dr paused and calmed himself, he recognized his own emotional attachment, his fondness, maybe even a little attraction to the nurse, adding heat to his words. "I've watched you for a while now, been patient with you and waited for you to resolve these issues yourself like a mature woman but now I see your still a girl and an immature one at that. Hence, since your not going to help yourself, I've decided to step in and intervene. As a medical professional I've declared you unfit to carry out your duties here until you've sought corrective treatment. A letter of admittance and waiver of your rights has been sent to your parents, I imagine ctv footage of yesterday's misdemeanor should be enough to convince them to release you into my custodial care. However, I see no reason to delay your treatment." He cupped her chin between his thumb and fingers, lifting gently so that she was forced to look up at him. "I understand this is a frightening for you but I can promise you, as all of my patients can vouch, I will take good care of you." He released her and began walking again. "Follow me please, there will be consequences if you don't."
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The therapy room he had selected for her was one of the more private and secure parts of the hospital, it also happened to have padded but restraints had been removed from the bed and Dr Rivers had had a little time to make it more comfortable. The bed spread was a child's 'Hello Kitty' endorsement. A stuffed toy version of eponymous character rested on the pillow case. And some colorful board books had been set in a pile by the foot of the bed. Of course Dr River's planned to make improvements as the therapy went along.
In the otherwise sparseness of the windowless room the other apparent artifact was the standard stainless steel wardrobe unit which was in almost every dormitory in the hospital.
The Dr asked the confused frightened girl to sit on the bed whilst he went to the wardrobe. There was no point in her making a run for it, the door had automatically locked behind them and it was anyone's guess that the tall Dr had the key.
Dr River's approached the bed, setting the bundle he had brought with him aside and sat down next to the girl. He wrapped his arms around her and let her vent her emotions.
"Your confinement will only be for a while, until you've realized you must always remain obedient and I will try to make this room more comfortable for you." He released the 'girl' as he was now making himself think of her as, so he could talk levelly with her. "The treatment I've decided to prescribe you if regression treatment, as you may have guessed from this adorable bedspread." he patted the light pink sheets enthusiastically. "What that means, is that from now on, you will be treated as if you were a little girl, a toddler to be exact. The aim of this therapy is to primarily strip all responsibility from you, so that you learn to be trustful and reliant upon me, from whom, when your ready again, you'll be retaught maturity." He reached out and cupped the girl's soft cheek. "No need to look so glum, apparently it's a lot of fun getting to be a kid again!... Although I don't think you're going to like this first bit to begin with." he admitted.
The first bit, as Tina quickly found out, was being stripped of all her clothes, everything and instead secured in diapers and plastic pants. Naturally she had resisted but the Dr had a strong grip, and his warning that could arrange to have all her muscles relaxed so she was rendered motionless also pacified her.
"When I said you had to give up all responsibilities, I really do mean all of them. You will not be allowed to go to the restroom, you will instead be using 'your' diapers. In fact I would ideally like you to get to a stage where you don't even try to hold it." Dr Rivers informed his blushing squirming charge as he'd diapered her. The adult cloth diapers and the big pair of translucent white plastic pants he used were surplus from before the hospital had begun acquiring disposable incontinence briefs from one of it's medical suppliers. He felt they seemed more infantile than the medical looking disposables he could have opted for. Stepping back and admiring the girl, he didn't think he'd been wrong in that assumption.
"You look cute as a button Baby Girl." he expressed warmly, looking over the petite young woman bashfully covering her bare breasts whilst her legs emerged from either side of the ballooning diaper around her waist.
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