Rescue Me, Chapter 1

Radio:  “..Community Medical Center,  Medic 6 in-bound with a 30 year old male in status epilepticus after falling 15 feet from scaffolding.  Patient is fully immobilized, intubated, IV NSS x2, diazepam 5mg IVP and Ativan 2 mg IVP on board without change in seizure activity.  I’m going to give another 5 mg diazepam IVP.  We’ll be at you door in 2 minutes.”

Nurse:  “OK Medic 6, see you in two.”

Nurse:  “Dr.  Bean, Medic 6 is inbound with a post-traumatic seizure patient in status.”

Dr. Bean:  “OK.  Get Room 2 ready, call respiratory and get neurosurgery down here.”

Moments later…

Dr. Bean:  “What do you have, Bette?”

Bette:  “Hi Laura, 30 year old male, working construction, fell 15 feet from scaffolding on to a concrete base.  Unconscious immediately after the fall.  Co-workers state he started seizing about 3 minutes after he fell, 2 minutes before we got there.  Pressure 156/102  Pulse 124, sinus tachycardia,  SPO2 78% before I intubated, 95% with assisted ventilation.  Checked a sugar level, 106 mg/dl.  Injuries appear to be isolated to his head, left parietal area seems depressed, but closed.  No bleeding or drainage from his ears or nares, pupils are unequal, left is 6 mm, and right is 3 mm.  I think he’s herniating.” 

Laura:  “Great.  Tara, where’s neurosurgery?”

Neurosurgeon:  “I’m here, what have we got?”

Laura:  “Oh, Dr. Kennard, glad to see you could join us”

Indeed, Bette thought to herself as Laura relayed the information on their patient to Dr. Kennard.  My God, she’s stunning.  That blonde hair, those big brown eyes, hat fantastic smile and oh yea, that body.  “Damn, look at those wow,” Bette thought.   “and that *****, I think I died and went to heaven.”  “Who says scrubs aren’t flattering?” she asked herself.  “Gee buddy, I’m sorry you had to get hurt, but I’m glad you got hurt when she was on-call,” she said to herself.

Later that afternoon

Bette:  “Hey Laura, how did our construction worker make out?”

Laura:  “He went right from CAT scan to surgery.  Dr. Kennard evacuated a lot of blood from his left ventricle,  he’s got an IC pressure monitor in place, he’s going to be in SICU for awhile, but Dr. Kennard is the best.”

Bette:  “Yea, I’ll bet she is.”

Laura:  “Bette, you are such a dog.”

Bette:  “Sorry.  So, is she attached?”

Laura:  “Damn, you don’t give up, do you?”

Bette:  “No, not when I see something I like.  SOOO, is she attached?”

Laura:  “Well, she’s engaged to a cardiologist.  Does that count?”

Bette:  “Not necessarily.”

Laura:  “OK, she’s engaged to a male cardiologist.”

Bette:  “Oh, I didn’t realize there were separate cardiologists for  men and women.”

Laura:  “Smart *****!  She’s straight.”

Bette:  “Well, so is spaghetti until you make it wet and heat it up.”

Laura:  “Get out of here, you are incorrigible.”

Bette:  “Yea, I’m kind of twisted like that.  So, when are you going to introduce her to me?

Laura:  “Ugh!  OK, I give up.  Listen, some of us are going to meet up after our shift ends.  Why don’t you join us and I see what I can do to introduce you.  But you’d better buy me a drink.”

Bette:  “It’s a deal.  Where and what time.”

Laura:  “Frank’s at 11:15 PM.”

Bette:  “See you then.”

TBC