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Thread Topic: General Hospital
Character Overview: C1 is an aspiring surgeon in the medical field. He/She is very work centered and does not take breaks. C2 is an established surgeon/physician(one or the other). C2 balances his or her work life and home life.
Plot: On another lengthy day at the hospital C1 is going over paperwork and preparing for their first surgery of the day. This surgery happens to be on the patients kings, they are cutting out a tumor. The surgery goes as planned, or so they thought. While in surgery they administered a very high dose of anesthesia which in turn could kill the patient or give them extreme brain damage. This is not know until after the surgery is completed and the patient is in the recovery room. C2 is a doctor going over the work and noticed the patient is not responding. And I'm then calls a code blue. When C1 hears that information he or she is confused as to what went wrong. Sleep deprived C1 believes it is their fault for this and goes to the boarding room to think. C2 decided to go and look for C1 as they were supposed to be responding to the code blue as well. When C2 finds C1 crying and trying to avoid contact with anyone C2 goes to comfort then. Then C1 spills their guys and asks for advice as this could be career ending. C2 decided to mentor C1 and show them that to be good at work you need to take time for yourself.
(sorry if this is scattered or wack. I have a huge headache right now)
'I've never understood the reason we get butterflies in our stomach when we get nervous'. Josh thought to himself as he was finishing the surgery on his patient. " Nurse please cut off the anesthesia it's time to stitch him up. " He stated to the nurse in his right. "I'm going to inform the family" he said as he started walking out of the operation room. Josh cleaned up and went to inform the family. He told the family the procedure went well, and continued on until he heard the one code he has never wanted to hear. Code blue.
Jasmine nodded to the doctor on her right. It was a tedious surgery, but nonetheless worth it. She pulled the IV and began helping the team with the stitching process. There was tremendous blood loss, but a blood transfusion was already under way. Jazz helped in any way she could. Grabbing tools, administrating instructions, preparing items. Chaos, really.
Before the blood was even able to be hooked up, the heart monitor began rising in tempo. The patient's body was in shock. People yelled and rushed to and fro, but they weren't fast enough. In a moment, the monitor came to a constant, monotone beep. But the team continued. They needed to save him.
Shock pads were brought out, but each attempt was practically useless. The patient was gone. Eventually the pace of the doctors slowed down and they were told to send out a code blue. The dreaded code.
'what did I do?!' he thought. 'I was the only surgeon in this round' he began to stress. What would everyone think? He was a bad surgeon?! His parents would be so dissapointed. Angry that he failed them. His license would be revoked. He began to tear up. "What will I do?" he said out loud.
He ran to the boarding room and say on the couch. He was supposed to respond to the code, but he was scared of what people would think. He say there trying to figure out what he did wrong.
In the corner of her eye, she saw the sea foam green scrubs run out of the room. The doctor had left. Everyone seemed to have things under control now, as much as that was possible at least. Jasmine left the room calmly to avoid attention, and followed him out.
She pushed open the swinging doors to the boarding room and pulled down her surgical mask. "Doctor Brewer? Is everything alright?" She asked, tugging off a pair of bloody, latex gloves.
It was obvious he was distressed. She didn't quite know what to do yet, so she sat besides him. "I know this type of thing sucks. All of us are pretty shaken up, but it happens sometimes."
"This kind of thing shouldn't happen ever!" he yelled. "If he doesn't start responding than its my fault and everything I have ever worked for is gone." He looked at Jasmine then looked away to avoid eye contact with her. He looked out the window.
"Do you know what happened? Why he isn't responding? Was it a medicine? Well what it was I said to administer. I can not believe this happened!" He got up and started passing back and fourth the boarding room. He began racking his brain.
Jasmine watched the doctor with a worried look. "Jo- I mean Doctor Brewer, there wasn't much we could have done. His body went into shock from the blood loss. We could have hooked him up earlier but I think we would have gotten a similar result. I think there's something up with his blood. It wasn't in the report, but he might be anemic. He may have not have even known."
She was quiet for a moment, deciding her next words. "We can do tests on his blood if it helps any." She said softly.
The whole team would be held accountable since they all had a part in the surgery. The worst that could happen would be that they would all be fired. At least, they would have their licenses revoked for a few months.
" I'm just worried I could have just killed someone." he looked at her. "I'm sorry I put you in this position. And call me Josh. It isn't formal in here." He started to think about what she said. "Follow me real quick. Maybe your right. Lets run a blood sample and a toxicology report. Maybe there is some thing we missed." He helped her off the couch. And started walking to the patients nurse station. He spoke to the nurse behind the desk about getting the proper materials for the exams.
He looked back at Jasmine And whispered " you might have just saved our a--es." He walked to the patients room and started the exams.
Jasmine shook her head slightly and followed. "Unfortunately, we can't bring him back, but this may relieve our penalties. You're right about that."
She helped him with the supplies setting up the tools. The remaining team was notified of the theory and began helping and prepping.
"I'd imagine somebody has to tell the family sooner rather than later. The blood report might help our case."
It sounded selfish, yes. They had just taken a life, but not intentionally, and they tried to revive him. If their analysis was correct, it would prove there was nothing they could have done to save the patient.
"That will be my job. My mistake, so therefore my task." He looked at Jasmine. "You do this here. Obviously you can run this equipment, you've been here longer. I will be back." he took off his mask and gloves he had put on earlier to prevent contamination.
He had never dreaded something so much. Telling a family that they were checking the blood to see if it was the patients mistake or his. He looked through the contact list to find the patients next of kin. He found him and began dialing the number.
A man on the other end picked up. "Hello, my name Dr. Joshuah Brewer. I wanted to give my condolences to your family for his recent passing." the man on the other end said something. "From my entire operating team we deeply apologize. We fear though as if he has had something else wrong and are running a blood test as we speak. The man yells at him from the other end. "No sir I'm not saying anything like that. We just think something else was wrong and will contact you when we get our results. Goodbye." He hung up.
All they needed was a vile of blood. Once the task was done, she handed it over to another nurse to do tests.
It was eerily quiet in the room, even in the hall outside the doors. The loudest sound would be the shuffling of scrubs or clinking tools. Besides that, nobody spoke a word. After they had finished, the body was immediately taken to the morgue to preserve until the family came to a decision on what they would do next. It wouldn't be an easy one to say the least.
Jasmine exited the room and found Josh just setting the phone down. "How did it go?" She asked. Maybe it had been a stupid question to ask, but it was all she could think of at the moment.
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