The ED was bulging with patients. Most of the Doctors and Nurses had worked 6 Hours straight without rest or sitting down for that matter. It was the day Grace was coming back to visit from America and Connie was hoping that she could finish work early in order to meet her daughter at the airport. That seemed very unlikely after the call that had just come through. A football match including two big rivalries had turned into more of a brawl than a game of football. It had started off with a small harmless tackle by one of the players which in turn led to one of the opposition throwing a punch. After the first punch was thrown that was it, all twenty two players on the pitch joined in to be followed by those on the bench. Most of the injured had been transferred into Holby ED. Not only did the Doctors have to deal with that but they also had to deal with an RTC which included a heavily pregnant woman and her young daughter. As soon as the first batch of patients arrived Connie was there to separate those that were critically injured and those that were not. She instructed the junior doctors to treat those that needed their wounds patching up whilst herself and Zoe took on some of the more serious cases.
"What have we got Dixie? Connie asked whist directing Dixie into one of the resus rooms.
"This is Izzie. She's six years old. She was injured in a car accident with her mother. She's got a deep laceration to her forehead and is complaining of neck and back pain." Dixie recited.
" And where's her mother?" Connie asked
"Ian's bringing her in now."
"Ok. Zoe you take the mother and I'll look after Izzie here." Connie said smiling down at the young girl that was obviously in some discomfort.
The team lifted the young girl onto the bed and Connie moved over to her bedside.
"Okay Izzie my name is Connie. Can you tell me where it hurts?" Connie removed her stethoscope from around her neck and placed it onto the young girls chest. Her breathing was harsh and stuttered, perhaps from panic or stress Connie thought.
"It's my neck and my chest. Wheres my mum?" The young girl was panicked and quite upset.
"Your mum will be here soon darling. Were you wearing a seatbelt when you crashed?" Connie asked. The girl made an attempt to nod but was stopped by the neck brace that was holding it in place so instead she just answered yes.
"Okay. I'm just going to take a look at you chest?"
The girl whimpered a quiet ok as Connie lowered the girls top.
"We've got some bruising on the chest possibly from the seat belt and a cut on the neck where the seat belt must have dug into her. I'm just going to press here slightly tell me if it hurts" Connie pressed on the girls chest ever so slightly but stopped when the girl got distressed. Charlie who had joinded Connie to treat the patient brushed Izzie's hair away from her face to try and sooth her.
"Were you on a child seat Izzie?" Charlie asked.
"No. Dad had it in his car and we don't have another one." The girl asked. Sudden realization hit her. "When is daddy getting here?" she shouted.
"We'll phone him now. He'll be here as soon as he can." Connie replied then stepped away from the bed indicating Charlie to do the same.
"We need to get a head CT and a spinal x ray. I'm worried about the bruising on her chest as well. It feels like she has a few broken ribs so lets do a chest x ray to be sure. I'll go and contact the father and check on the mother. Before you take her down give her five of morphine just to ease the pain." Charlie nodded in agreement and went back to the young girls side and carried out the instructions Connie had given him.
Connie entered reception to find it full of muddy men in football shirts most of which were still arguing over the match and incident that had resulted in them landing in the ED. Connie approached reception.
"Louise?" Connie asked with a slightly confused tone.
"Mrs Beauchamp." Louise replied.
"Why on earth is there still so many people in reception." Connie asked rather irritably. The noise had now picked up and a few of the men were pushing each other about.
"The Doctors are still with the first patients." Connie looked at the receptionist in dismay were her doctors that incapable of patching up a few footballers. Connie stormed past reception to the cubicles noticing the smirk that Louise gave Noel as she stormed passed. The unfortunate doctor in the cubical she picked was Cal. As she entered she heard laughter from two men and saw Cal sat on the chair next to the bed.
"Comfy Dr Knight?" Connie asked arms crossed. At the initial sound of Connie's voice Cal shot up from the chair. "What is wrong with the patient?" Connie asked.
"Erm. Mr Carter had a deep laceration on the forehead, I've stitched it up and was just about grab him some painkillers." Dr Knight replied whilst shuffling from one foot to the other. He'd developed this nervous action when Mrs Beauchamp first arrived at the ED.
"Dr Knight write Mr Carter a prescription out and send him to the pharmacist there is another twenty patients waiting to be seen out there. Discharge him and move on. Quickly." Connie gave him an icy glare before leaving to ring her patients father.
"She's a fiery one isn't she." Mr Carter said after she'd left "And hot too." he added winking at Cal as he pulled the prescription pad from his pocket.
Connie had phoned Izzy's father after getting an update on the mother. The mother had been taken up to the Keller Ward to received intensive treatment, it looked as though a caesarian section was on the cards to ensure the baby would make it. Connie looked down at her own phone which showed three missed calls from Sam. What now she thought moving to press the call back button but was interrupted by Zoe's sudden presence.
"How's the girl?" Zoe asked.
"The head CT showed no serious damage, the chest X ray showed a few broken ribs nothing major. I'm still waiting on the spinal X ray." Connie replied not looking at Zoe but directing her attention to the girl in the room.
"Grace is back today isn't she?" Zoe asked changing the subject.
"She is." Connie said with a small smile.
"You must be thrilled." This drew Connie's attention.
"To be honest Zoe I'm quite nervous. I haven't seen her in four months." Connie replied apprehensively yet honestly.
"But you talk almost every day don't you?" Zoe asked slightly confused at the Clinical Leads feelings.
"Yes but it's not the same. We used to argue all the time. I just don't want it to be the same as before." Connie's phone started vibrating again she looked at the caller ID, it was Sam.
"I just need to take this." Connie said to Zoe, she pressed accepted and walked away from the Doctor.
"Connie I'm in serious trouble." Said the familiar voice on the other end of the call.