The schedule here, while not so chaotic as schedules she had worked under, was enough to be slightly unnerving to Dr. Weaver. It wasn't that she couldn't work under pressure; in fact, she normally worked quite well under some degree of pressure. It was...the lack of pressure, really, that she protested. The fact that she couldn't get to know her ( Read more... )

Dr. Weaver felt as if she was finally getting the hang of how things worked here, and it was about time. She didn't normally take so long to get used to things, but she chalked that up to the change of specialty. She was used to the pace of the operating room, where everything was done with careful efficiency every time ( Read more... )

It had been a long day already, it seemed like. Was it this long normally? The doctor couldn't remember - she was so used to being in operating rooms at odd hours. Maybe that had made the time pass faster than it should have ( Read more... )

This should be a relatively easy visit. Brendan Blake, who had shown some signs of recovery earlier before a relapse. The question that came to Dr. Weaver's mind was why - why the sudden recovery, and why the immediate relapse? That was highly unusual for someone with the kind of symptoms that were in the young man's file ( Read more... )

This place had more paperwork to fill out before one could actually see a patient than both Delphi and Saint Francis combined - and that was saying something. Between that and the shifts around to her office...she let out a heavy sigh. That had been frustrating, all right ( Read more... )