Twin's Anatomy

by SPDrAnger006

People say it's easy becoming a doctor. Well they're wrong. First you have to go through four years of med school, then you have to find a hospital to teach you. After that a year of intership, then four more years of residency. Finally trying to find a specialty that you would want to do for the rest of your surgical life. This is what I will have to go through at Seattle Grace.

1. Chapter 1

Twin's Anatomy

Chapter One: A Hard Days Night; Part One

It's Monday, meaning the first day of work. I didn't want to get up this morning, but had to if you want to keep the job I'm doing. All I have to say is, that this will be a hard day.

"Maddie, sweetie. Time to get up," My Mom says knocking on the door. "Hey, time to get ready for work. I know you want to beat your brother in the shower."

"I'm up. Just give me a few more minutes. Thanks mom." I told her.

My Mom walked out of my room. I immediately smell coffee. I turn over in my bed, and look over to my left, to see a coffee cup on my night stand. Its still steaming, but I sit up, and grab it and still take a sip of it anyway. Waking me up a little, I pull my covers off of me and slowly climb out of bed. I grab my things to take a shower. I make my way to the bathroom, and hear my brother groan from his room.

Smiling to myself, I reach the bathroom. Switching on the light, I set down my shampoo, conditioner, hang my towel up on the rack, and turn on the shower. Waiting till I see steam rise from the water I let it cool down a bit, and take my long shirt off and my underwear.

I quickly take my shower, and finally turn off the shower. I grab my towel and dried off. I grab my things and open the door, and I see my brother standing at the door. Ready to knock. He looks down to make sure he is not looking at me. Without either of us saying a word , I let him in and he shuts the door behind him.

I make my way back to my room, and set my shampoo, and conditioner back in there spots. I dry my hair some more with my towel, before setting it on the ground. I walk over to my dresser, and put on a clean pair of underwear, socks, and a bra. Then I look in my other drawer, and spot my favorite dress jeans and slip those on. Then I walk to my closet, and see my best shirt, which is a blue see through shirt, and slip on a white tang top, and put my shirt on after that. I then see my short heels and put those on as well.

I see its now 5:30am, and I immediately start doing my hair. I blow dry it out, and straighten it. Then I apply some make-up on. It is now 5:50am. I have a hour and ten minutes to eat, make sure my brother is ready and be to work on time. I make my way downstairs, and hear that my brother is in his room getting ready. I go into the kitchen to see that my Mom had made french toast, and eggs for us. I start eating.

Half way finished with my breakfast, my brother comes down, and I see that he just had blue jeans on, his red v-neck t-shirt on, and black and white tennis shoes on. He starts to eat, and I finish my meal. I make my way back upstairs, I go back into the bathroom, and brush my teeth. I then go into my room and grab my purse, and make sure I had my phone, and my car keys. Also made sure I had my blue and white tennis shoes with me for work.

I go downstairs, and to see my brother is no where in sight. Then I hear footsteps coming from down the stairs, and it's my brother.

"Have everything?" I ask, making sure he doesn't forget anything before heading to work.

"Phone, wallet, and money. Yep have everything." He says, making sure he has everything on him.

"Okay Mom, were leaving." I yell upstairs. Despite my other brothers and father still sleeping.

"Okay, you two. Have fun, and learn a lot, and stay safe. Love you both."

"We will, love you too!" We both said in unison.

We both walk out the door, and to my green 2003, Chevy Buick Car. After putting our seat-belts on I start the engine , and start off down the road to the bridge to Seattle Grace Hospital. Yep, that's right that's where we work. It's only about a twenty minute drive from the house, so not to far, and it's only 6:30. So we'll be ten minutes early. That's a good way to start off the day.

Both my brother and I are training to become doctors at, Seattle Grace Hospital. It's our first day as surgical interns. We put a lot of effort to try and get into this training program, and finally got accepted a few month ago. All of the interns had a party with the other residents, and the intending from the hospital a couple of weeks ago. Everyone seemed really nice. So hopefully there the same as they were today.

We arrive on time, and make our way to the employee parking lot. Thankfully it's in front of the building. So we won't have to walk all away around to the front. When we get inside, we were told at the party to go to E.R room one. We find the map, and find where we have to go. When we walk by the elevators we see different name tags on a cart table. I see my name, and I clip it onto my shirt. It has my picture on it, from the day of the party.

My brother does the same, and we go into the elevator and press level four. It only takes a minute to arrive on the floor, and another few minutes to find E.R room one. Which is around the corner to your right. We walk in, and see the other interns, looking around and talking. We make our way in, and I start looking around myself.

The E.R room, is really no different from the ones at school. Just a little more bigger, and has a viewing gallery up on the left to you. Then a few minutes later, a African American, male walks in. He looked about in his mid to late forites has little hair on his head, and facial hair on his face. I remember him at the party, I think he said he was the chief of this hospital. I don't remember his name though. Now my heart is racing and I am starting to get nervous. I see my brother is too.

"Hello, my name is Webber. I am the surgical chief at this hospital," the chief starts out. "Today each of you comes here hopeful. Wanting in on the game. A month ago you were in med school being taught by doctors. Today, you are the doctors. The seven years you spend here as a surgical resident will be the best and worst of your life. You will be pushed to the breaking point. Look around you. Say hello to your competition. Eight of you will switch to an easier specialty. Five of you will crack under the pressure. Two of you will be asked to leave. This is your starting line. This is your arena. How well you play? That's up to you."

I knew this day was going to get harder. But I know that was just the beginning.