Mar 04, 2007 00:16
I walking through the pit looking for Dr. Torres with her lab results in my hand. This guy won't be having surgery today which means I'll be doing her charts for the next few hours. It sucks. I'm just about to give up on finding her when I hear someone yell 'Doctor!'
I quickly turn and see a gurney being wheeled in with a little girl on it. She still has her bike helmet on, but she's missing a sneaker. "What happened to her?"
"Eleven year old female involved in car versus bicycle."
I follow them into an exam room, quickly assessing her. She definitely has a head injury and it appears her ulna is fractured. "Page Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Torres." I grab a pen light from my pocket, and I pull her eyelid open, checking for dilation. I see her other eye pop open, and pull my hands away in surprise.
"Hey, what's your name?" I ask. "Can you tell me your name?"
izzie,
derek,
alex,
patient