Sigh

[e_jeanriley]

There are times when my job couldn't get better. (I.e; today at the barbecue)
And there are times when it couldn't get worse. (I.e; today right after barbecue)
But the food was good.

[Private]When I came in from the barbecue, smelling rather like charcoal, I had a case sitting on my desk. That always means a bad thing, when the nurses clear your

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[benson_md]

Dr. Riley-

K. I'll send down Dr. Lemercier ASAP.

- Dr. Benson

[benson_md]

Dr. Riley -

...Nevermind. She is unavailable at this time. And there are no others around.

I'll...come down myself.

- Benson

[e_jeanriley]

Somewhere, an internist's palm connects with her forehead. Damn. How in Hell can there be no OB-GYNs around?!

Dr. Benson-
Thank you. I'll be waiting.
-EJ Riley

[benson_md]

In his office, Benson was wondering the same thing.

Riley-

Yep.

-Benson

[e_jeanriley]

Benson-
Is this where I memo you back with 'Yep,' and you memo back another 'Yep,' and then I return with 'Mmhmm'? If so, I'd like to know so I can alert the rest of the department that I'll be trading monosyllabic memos with the OB-GYN Head for the rest of the day rather than working.

I'd prefer the work, personally. No offense meant; I have nothing against your sparsely worded memos, but I'd like to get back to patient care as soon as feasibly possible.
-EJR

[benson_md]

Riley-

I was walking, and I'm now...at your door, memoing you with my phone.

-Benson

And well...Benson knocks.

[e_jeanriley]

-Bling- Knockknock

That was actually pretty cool timing. However, Riley'd have found it more entertaining if she wasn't feeling somewhat testy. She felt a tiny bit guilty for snapping at Benson via memo, but it hadn't been that awful, and the case had gotten under her skin a little. Resisting the urge to respond with 'Come in,' Riley took off the slender blue-framed glasses she used to help her focus on her computer screen and hooked them on her lab coat pocket.

"Come in, Doctor Benson," The door was unlocked. Riley stood up from her desk chair and retrieved the case file from a tray in her small office.

[benson_md]

"Hi. What's up?"

Benson said, walking in, eyes flickering around briefly at the familiar office. A faint smile, then turned his attention to Riley.

[e_jeanriley]

Seizing the manila file folder, Riley reciprocated the small smile as she made her way to the two chairs that sat before her desk. Tapping the one nearest to Benson to invite him to seat himself, as she herself sat in the other, Riley flipped the folder open.

"I got a patient in that I need a hand from your department with. Victoria Alreda, thirty-one, eleven weeks pregnant with her first child." Turning the folder over to him, Riley continued, though she knew the information she was reciting was now sitting directly in front of him. "No prenatal exams prior to the one she had a week ago, which led to her being diagnosed with HIV/AIDs."

Yeah, a fun one. Riley needed the Alredas to be informed on their options for their child, and the OB-GYNs were most qualified to make distinctions about what choices they had. But even if the child was born, the chances of its remission, or that of its mother(and father, if he, too, had the virus) were slim to nothing. That'd be depressing to anyone.