The Doctor is in the house...

[nursewrangler]

What does a Doctor have to do to get a drink around here?

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[flatmatewatson]

[He rubs at his shoulder as if remembering when he was shot.] No, it healed well enough. A twinge now and again if the weather's bad but nothing more. [We'll just leave out the part where he had a cane for a few months.]

[John's brow furrows] Korean war ended awhile ago, I think. [Er, mun isn't quite sure when either :S]

How about you? Any injuries?

[nursewrangler]

Awhile ago? July 27th, 1953 is the new Christmas for most Americans....And that was only last year.

[Hawk waved a hand at the next question...]

Nothing physical.

[flatmatewatson]

....are you sure about no injuries? [Because that was definitely the wrong year.] Maybe a head wound or something small? [Amnesia, perhaps? John's still thinking like a doctor.]

[nursewrangler]

Naw, no injuries.

[Hawk tries to wave him off, but he manages to mumble..]

Just some good ol' fashioned PTSD...[Throw in a nervous breakdown and a bad drinking habit and there we find our problem.]

[flatmatewatson]

[He heard that...and nods, taking another swallow of his drink.] Well, we all get that. One way or another. [After the war was probably harder than during, going back to a 'normal' life.]

I have a psychsomatic limp that came up after I got home. Took awhile to convince myself that it wasn't real. [Sherlock helped with that.]

[nursewrangler]

[Hawk regards John...

Psychosomatic limp?]

Oh yeah? That's too bad... What did you do? How did it go away?