It was Two a.m. and the blaring sound of her pager going off had startled Callie out of a deep sleep.
"Ugh. The pit. Now what?"
Callie had only fallen asleep a few hours earlier after losing a patent in a 6 hour surgery. It was just a hip replacement. Simple. Routine. But for some unknown reason the patient started coding on the table. Callie tried everything she could to get him back but there was nothing she could do.
Death was always hard, but as doctors you get used to it. It was just something about this patient on this day that really hit her hard. and now she had to rush to the pit when all she really wanted was sleep.
"what have we got?" Callie asked her favorite paramedic, Nicole, as they unloaded the patient from the ambulance.
" 24-year-old female jogger, hit and run, possible pelvic fracture, dislocated right arm. we lost her in the field but got her back on the way here. seems somewhat stable now"
"put her in trauma one!" chief Webber shouted from the nurses station.
once they were in the trauma room Callie, Dr. Hunt, who was the trauma surgeon, and intern Lexie Grey began working on the woman. Not even five seconds later, the woman's heart stopped beating.
crap. she's coding.
"grab the crash cart and charge to 200!" Callie shouted at Lexie
"CLEAR!"
"again"
"CLEAR"
"shes back!"
they all exhaled the breath they didn't know they were holding in and continue their work.
"someone page cardio now!" hunt said
ugh. Great. Callie thought. It's not that she dislikes cardio she actually thought it was pretty interesting, but the new attending is not someone Callie liked working with. Dr. Hahn...even her name was irritating was rude and stuck up and just mean in general and Callie had no idea why. Hahn had only just started working at Seattle grace two months ago and already most of the doctors despised her.
When Erica Hahn first arrived at Seattle Grace a lot of people compared her to the late Preston Burke, whom she had replaced after he died. Burke was a cardio god. He was the guy. So when Erica showed up everyone expected her to be "the new Burke", and she did not appreciate that at all. She when to school with Burke and was not a fan. Although most people would say that she IS the female version of Preston Burke. Mean, bossy, and arrogant. Three words which describe both of them perfectly.
On his way to marry Dr. Cristina Yang Burke was involved in a tragic car accident that killed him instantly. That was a sad day for everyone, but Cristina took it hardest of course. Callie had tried to be there for her but really wasn't able to help her friend. She has some sort of special "dark and twisty" bond with Meredith Grey and that seems to be helping her cope. Cristina had lived with Callie at the time of the accident and now she had moved in with Meredith, which made Callie's apartment very quiet, but also much cleaner.
" whats the story" Hahn barked as she entered the room
As Lexie updated Hahn on the status of the patient Hunt and helped Callie stabilize the patients hips.
"alright we need to get him up to the OR right away before she bleeds out from this pelvic fracture" Callie stated.
"don't you think we should figure out whats wrong with her heart before we take her into surgery Dr. Torres?!" Hahn smugly replied
"It wont really matter whats wrong with her heart if she bleeds out on this table Dr. Hahn." Callie replied, trying to sound professional ending up but shaking with frustration instead.
"I'm the attending in change and MY opinion is cardio trumps pelvis. understood Dr. Torres?"
"Fine! Page me when you need me!" Callie said as she ripped off her gloves and stormed out of the room.
Frustrated and overly tired Callie made her way to an on call room hoping for some peace and quiet, and maybe a little sleep.