What is happening?! Why is her heart stopping? Did Dr.Johnson do everything alright? Is she going to die? "Doctor, her BP is dropping." Nurse said. Dr.Johnson was elbow deep in her brain."Suction!" He exclaimed. My heart was beating loudly as I listened to her flat line. Nurse quickly suctioned and he made sharp dissection over the olfactory bulb to disconnect the bulb and expose the anterior extradural extension of the tumor. I watched with such pride and fear! "Her BP is not going up doctor." Nurse said a little louder because it seemed like he's so focused on Ada's tumor that he doesn't realize that she's dying. "Dr.Johnson!" I intervened. I couldn't hold it in any longer, he is going to kill her! He raised his head and I saw anger in his eyes as he narrowed them. I blinked quickly, trying to get a grip of myself.I just yelled at the main surgeon during the surgery."Ventricular fibrillation!" Anesthesiologist said to Dr.Johnson. He sighed deeply. "Dr.Miller." He turned to m
My hands was still shaking 20 minutes after Ada's surgery. My first 12 hours long surgery was successful. This was a huge thing! I wanted to call Mike but it was 4 am, he was probably sleeping. He didn't even send me a simple text after our fight and that was childish from him but I don't have time to deal with that anymore. I am close to breaking things between us to be honest. I think I came to some kind of border. I will either stay with him forever or I will leave him. When I think about that more, the more I want to end this off and on-going relationship. If I would ever write on a paper 'pro and con' style, there would be a lot of bad things. He is jealous, controlling and he is always hiding something. And always something hideous. He thinks that with his money he can buy love and everything that he misses the most. I have good memories with him too, I would lie if I say differently! But that was like a gram of salt in the ocean. He can be very charming and persuading when it'
"Oh thank God...." Was my first sentence after my body dropped on my bed. Oh, the feeling like I float on the clouds, just unspeakably good. That was the longest shift ever and the longest day that existed. Thank God it's over.I thought I died and came back when my phone went off. With my eyes still closed I tried to reach it on my nightstand as I assumed it's my alarm. I sensed I pushed a few buttons but it just kept ringing. When I opened my eyes, I realized it was a phone call. "Hi baby." Mike."Hmm?" I asked still halfly sleeping."Are you sleeping?" He said what I could sensed, through smile. I caughed a little, trying to get a grip of myself. I still couldn't move or get up."Yes. I was until you called me." I said quietly, rolling my eyes. He didn't say anything on that, he just smiled. "When do you have to be on work today?" He asked me. "I thought maybe you could come in my office and see me... I want to talk to you." He said quietly. I sighed deeply, remembering our fig
I did it again. I gave in. I have managed to disappoint me one more time. How can I be so weak, just how many times I have to hurt myself with what is so wrong yet it feels so damn good?"Sex isn't supposed to be an answer." I said after I buttoned up the last button on my shirt. He was already done."I know." He simply said, repairing his Rolex."So why are we doing that?" I asked, sitting down. "Do what? I want you. Isn't that enough?" He looked at me puzzled. I was stunned by the fact that he doesn't seem to see the real problem is. "No, Mike. Sometimes it's not." I said standing up. Why am I suddenly feel angry? I am to blame here, I let him manipulate me one more time. He just used that so well! "What is your problem Jessica?" He exclaimed. I backed off a little. "What do you want?" He raised his voice. I narrowed my eyes and sighed deeply. To be honest, I don't know what I want. "I want you. But not just sex. I want the whole package! Conversation, going on a trip, go to par
I went to the park. I managed to stay calm and cool long enough so I can walk and sit ona n empty bench. I felt exhausted. I felt really worned out for some reason like all my energy went somewhere else. I started feeling nauseated. Why? I don't even know what I heard! Did Mike and his Gorilla killed someone? At least tried to?! I shook my head in disbelief because I just knew, all of this sounds so ridiculous and unreal. I tried to comprehend all of that information. That can't be right, I heard something wrong and I made some scenario in my head, I surely misheard."You are being stupid, Jess." I said barely audible to myself. I was looking around me as I tried to calm my nerves. There was just a few people in the park but the weather was nice. Small, sweet breeze was calmly blowing making leaves do a little song of their own. That calmed my mind a little. I noticed small children and I heard their giggles while they run towards their parents. That made me smile! I started feeling
We kept walking until she stopped us in front of the door, right next to John's room. What is her plan? We will easdrop? I hope not! Hannah looked at both directions and slowly opened the door in front of us. I was confused."What are you doing?" I whispered to Hannah, hoping she will hear me. She just smiled and continue with her plan. We entered a patient's room, an old lady seemed to be sleeping. I looked puzzled as I was looking around her room, trying to figure out Hannah's thoughts. Hannah turned over to me and rolled her eyes."This is Elenore. She is in a coma. Come." She said that bluntly, like we do that on our daily basis, like this, whatever this is is normal."Hannah." I exclaimed quietly, yet strongly enough for her to stop. She looked at me again, now confused like I'm the one who's crazy. I couldn't help but smile."She won't hear us, what?!" She asked, opening her arms towards me in isn't-it-obvious way. I shook my head and smiled. I might just let go all my question
"I'm sorry I'm late." Darla quickly came beside me after Dr.Stepford and me started walking towards Nina's room. I rolled my eyes when I looked at her but I didn't want to say anything."Dr.Miller?" Dr.Stepford raised his glasses while we walked and looked me dead serious. "Are you going to let your intern be late?" He smirked. "I want 20 pages on AIDS research. By tomorrow morning." I stated seriously. Dr.Stepford chuckle a bit, sounding like a teenage girl. I bet he was amused by this as he probably remembered some of my mom's situation again and how much I do look like her. I smiled to myself and I was proud how I quickly got an idea for Darla's punishment but I put on my straight face instantly. Darla didn't say anything, she was probably too scared.I promise I won't be so hard on her once she toughen up a bit. She can't be soft, not on Pediatric, let alone Pediatric surgery. In Africa, I had a resident who was so strict, my hair would go up when I remember her. But she was fair
"She is fine!" Mr.Bhat said after he stopped hugging us. "She is fine thanks to you doctor Miller and you doctor Care." He said, closing his palms and bowing to us. Ann's surname is Care? Why does that sounds familiar? I quickly brushed off that for now, I can't be dealing with that too. I smiled politely to Mr.Bhat, bowing to him, as he did to us."You don't have to thank us for that Mr.Bhat, we did our best." I said firmly. I was so proud of myself, so fulfilled, so good about myself! We saved that girl's life! "She is sleeping now." Mr.Bhat said, approaching Ada's bed. He slowly and gently caressed her hair and smiled. He looked peaceful. "You don't need to wake her up, we will just do a little checkup." I said as I grabbed a pen out of my uniform. I checked her temperature, it was 36.6 Celsius which is quite normal. Excellent."She may feel dizzy or groggy as she come around from general anaesthetic." I said to him, caressing her hand. "We will check her blood pressure regularly.