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DennisDaMenace x

KirstyPOV

As soon as I got home, it was one beating after another. That's my daily routine.

1. Go to work

2. Have lunch in the staffroom with Adam, Jay and Tess

3. Go home and help Nita with her homework

4. Warren would stagger down the stairs and greet me with yet another beating.

I kissed Nita goodbye and shouted, "Bye, love!" up to Warren.

In the car it was so quiet, I could have gone to sleep. I pulled into the ED car park, and Adam was just getting out of his car as well.

"Hey, so how's home?" Adam asked.

"It's none of your business," I snapped. "Sorry, I've had a hard weekend."

We walked into the ED and I headed for the staffroom. I got my scrubs out of my locker and headed for the toilet. Tess stopped me in my tracks.

"Kirsty, there's no time to change, we've got an RTC, incoming and we need you on stand-by."

"Well, can I change at least?" I asked, sounding puzzled.

"You have five minutes. Or you can whip it over what you're wearing now, then change after?" she offered.

"No thanks, I'll change now, I'll be too hot. You don't want me passing out or something!" I laughed, and Tess quickly walked away. Am I becoming a nervous wreck?"

"Jason Collins, 43 years old, deep laceration to the arm, possible assault. GCS 12 and BP is 139 over 90." said Polly, who was pushing the stretcher along with Jeff.

Well, I'll just have to take off my jacket. I thought. I threw it at Noel and he said, "Thanks!"

I followed the stretcher and asked, "Can we get some help over here?" to what it seemed, thin air.

"Can we get him in RESUS, please?" asked Adam, who appeared beside me, giving me the fright of my life.

"On my count. One, two, three." said Polly, as we all shifted Jason onto the bed.

Adam moved to the patient's head and said, "Hello, Jason. I'm Doctor Trueman, and I'm going to be treating you."

"Can I have another 5mg of morphine, Nurse Clements?" Adam asked me, with a cheeky grin on his face.

"As you wish, Doctor Trueman." I replied. I could feel myself blushing and Jay came up behind me.

"Hey. So fancy coming for a drink tonight with me, Polly, Lenny, Yuki and Zoe? Oh and Adam? So, are you coming?"

"Sorry, I've got to look after Nita and Warren. Actually, I'll come." I answered.

I took the morphine over to Adam and he thanked me. He injected it into Jason's arm.

"BP is lowering, Adam, he's bleeding out!" I exclaimed. Jason was bleeding from the arm, and I tried adding pressure to his wound, but to no avail.

"OK, get him flat, he's in cardiac arrest," said Adam. I handed him a stool and he stood on top of it. He started compressions and was murmuring 'Nellie the Elephant', under his breath. I couldn't help myself but to sing along with him. "Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk and off she went to the circus."

The monitor made a constant, low pitched 'bleep'. "Are we all agreed?" Adam asked us, and we nodded. "Time of death, 18:06."

I switched off the monitor, and put it back to where it came from. Then Adam pulled the sheet over Mr. Collin's torso. Jay patted me on the shoulder, and Adam said, "Are you okay? You look a little upset."

"No, it's nothing, just… It's none of your business!" and I ran out of RESUS, into the ladies' toilets. I bent over a toilet and threw up in it. "Kirsty? Are you alright?" I heard Adam banging on the door. He opened it and saw me, oh, what must he think of me?

"Go away. I don't want you seeing me like this." I moaned. He pulled the hair from my eyes and pulled me into a welcoming hug.

"What's wrong? Kirsty, you can tell me."

"No, I can't!" I shouted, my voice echoing round the room. "Sorry!" I whispered, cowering away.

"What for? You're clearly upset about something. Come on, let's get a coffee and have a chat in my office."

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