Kapitel 45: Chapter Forty-Four
"I can't believe this." I couldn't help grin widely as Jackson and I finished getting changed into our scrubs.
"You've been saying that for the past two days." He shook his head at me. "When are you planning on stopping it?"
"I'm sorry, it's just, the ER's reopening." I reminded him, for what was likely the hundredth time in just this morning alone. I couldn't help but be happy about what today was bringing to the hospital. After weeks of working with the others and contractors to restore the ER it was finally happening, it was finally opening its doors again to emergency trauma cases. I couldn't help but feel like a small child on Christmas morning. "Hunt and April are actually going to have their jobs back. We're going to be able to help more people."
"Well, if you keep this up you're going to scare the interns more than usual." He warned me as he headed out of the lounge, towards the nurses' station.
"And?" I scoffed. "That's just a plus in my book."
"I'm surprised that they don't call you Medusa." He shook his head as we reached the nurses' station, seeing Yang, Meredith, Derek, and Webber all standing around talking to one another.
"You know, it hurts a little." I pursed my lips. "Maybe I should step my game up a little bit? I haven't made any of them cry yet."
"I'm pretty sure that's not the goal." He tried to tell me.
"I love the new logo, it really catches the eye." Webber commented, holding his own cup of coffee with the new Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital logo on the sleeve. "And, uh, these coffee sleeves- excellent thermal retention."
"What's up with the sheet?" Derek changed the topic, nodding at the white sheet that was covering a part of the wall by the elevators.
"I thought you guys put it there for some kind of unveiling." Jackson frowned as all of us looked over at the sheet in confusion.
"No." Derek shook his head.
"Well, somebody should say a few words, right?" Webber suggested. "I mean, it's unlucky not to."
"Hey, why are you guys staring at the wall?" Arizona asked as she and Callie joined us.
"Oh, we're waiting for the big unveiling." Yang rolled his eyes.
"Well, you should be staring at my wife." Callie told us, a large grin on her face.
"New haircut?" Meredith guessed.
"No. It's her leg. She's wearing high heels." Callie pointed it out to all of us, her voice oozing with pride for her wife. "Because she has a sexy high heel leg that makes her ass go pow."
"Baby got back." Yang nodded as we all nodded, complimenting Arizona on her new leg.
"Come on guy, you can comment too." Callie looked around at the men. "You have permission. It's the one time in your life you can say it and, uh, not be gross."
"Well, I think it's a fine gluteal-" Webber began.
"Oh, no." Arizona cut him off with a shake of her head, "Let's just do the unveiling."
"Um, guys, I think the painters actually just left that there." Jackson shook his head as he walked over, pulling down the sheet. As he did so it revealed a large plaque that had the hospital's new name carved into it along with the year. "Let's get back to work. End of speech."
"Am I allowed to laugh when you get that bad luck Webber was talking about?" I asked him as everyone went about to return to their work.
"Oh, shut up." He rolled his eyes at me.
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"This poor girl," I shook my head as I took off part of the skull of a seventeen year old girl that had been brought into the ER with serve head trauma from an ATV accident.
"You have to take that much off?" Ross asked as he watched me.
"I need the exposure." I nodded, frowning when I saw how much damage there was to the girl's brain. "There's more damage than we could see on the CT. You know, it's been a few hours. I would really like to update her father."
"Okay, but just so you know, he's kind of a big, angry maniac." Ross warned me.
"He's just a worried parent." I sighed. "You can handle it."
"Of course, I'll just make sure security is close by." He nodded.
"Look, Ross, this is an arena in which I know you excel, Dr. Shepherd's told me." I told him without taking my eyes off of the girl's brain in front of me. "Just start with the positive news, be confident, and don't make any promises you can't keep. You're my voice out there so don't screw it up."
"I'll channel you. It'll be fine." Ross promised me as he stepped away from the operating table, making his way out of the room to go and talk to the father.
"Okay, sweetheart," I whispered to the unconscious girl on the table in front of me. "I know that this is tough and scary, but I need you to fight. Don't make me have to give your dad any bad news, please."
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"You're cutting right into her frontal lobe." Ross pointed out as watched me operate after coming back from talking with the father.
"Calm down." I told him.
"Her whole personality could be affected." He shook his head. "Her memory could be gone, and that man out there is gonna kill me."
"You know what, did Derek ever tell you about the first time he went fly fishing?" I asked him, trying to get him to just shut up at this point. "If not, I'm surprised, he told me that story a hundred times when I was an intern."
"No." He shook his head.
"Well, he went out to the Hoh River, to find one fish in particular, I don't remember the type." I recalled the story as I continued to work. "He spent hours trying to cast his line perfectly, but he just couldn't get it. He'd tried too much. Then, just once, his rod loaded perfectly, and formed the perfect loop so the fly danced over the water, I think he said it was sixty or seventy feet."
"Where is this going?" He asked me, not getting the point.
"The point is that it's important to relax. Dr. Shepherd taught me that and thanks to him I am the surgeon I am today." I explained. "You can fail as many times as you want, but it just takes one perfect cast to get you where you want to be."
"Why did you tell me that?" His brows furrowed.
"Did it calm you down?" I smirked behind my surgical mask.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"That's why. Shepherd's told me that story so many times, each time I almost fall asleep. Figured it'd calm your worried ass." I told him. "Right now I am about to remove a hematoma from Broca's area. And if I am not careful, she'll never speak again. There's a lot to be afraid of with this job. Patients will be afraid. Parents will be afraid. The only way to get through it is for you to stay calm."
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