Patrick was up most of the night. He had been called out for a difficult delivery. Both Nurse Mount and Sister Julienne were attending to Mrs. Taylor, a young mother in labor with her first baby. Labor was long and originally they call Doctor Turner to bring the gas and air. As the night wore on, the baby's heart rate began dropping and he had to jump in with episiotomy and forceps.
After the traumatic birth the baby was slow to breath and so the flying squad was called in. He anticipated that the baby would be fine after receiving oxygen and care at The London. He would follow up in the morning.
By the time he crawled into bed it was almost dawn. He snuggled in to share Shelagh's warm and steal a few hours of sleep.
His first stop that morning was Nonnatus House, he needed to go over the midwives' notes from last night's case. He rang the bell as he had countless times in the past, but wondered how he would be welcomed. He had never felt unwelcome at Nonnatus. Even during those early days after he and Shelagh found each, Sister Julienne never treated him with anything but respect.
The door was answered by Sister Mary Cynthia who greeted him with a smile.
"I was hoping I might review Sister Julienne and Nurse Mount's notes on the Taylor birth," he asked.
"Of course Dr. Turner, do come on in. Sister Julienne is here if you have questions, but Patsy is already out on her morning calls."
"Thank you Sister," he said as he sat at the desk with the papers.
"Mrs. B is in the kitchen if you want tea."
"Thank you, no. I haven't much time."
Patrick was concentrating as he reviewed the notes and added what he needed to about his interventions. He did not hear anyone approaching him.
"May I help you," the voice broke the silence.
Patrick looked up and saw a nun that he knew must be Sister Ursula and responded, "I will be finished in a moment. Thank you Sister."
"You must be the doctor that I have heard mentioned."
Raising to his feet reached out his hand and said, "Dr. Patrick Turner, GP, nice to meet you Sister."
Sister did not take his hand and simply said, "Are you through here?"
"Might I see Sister Julienne? I am in need of some clarification on these notes."
"Of course but it would be unwise for me to allow you to see her alone."
Just then Sister Mary Cynthia came into the room and looked from doctor to sister and back again to doctor who was smirking.
Sister Ursula commanded, "Sister, this doctor needs to speak to Sister Julienne."
Speechless at the scene in front of her, Sister Mary Cynthia rushed out of the room to find Sister Julienne.
Meanwhile Patrick ignoring Sister Ursula sat back down and continued his work.
Sister Julienne was in Sister Monica Joan's room trying to brighten her mood. She had been in a dark mood and had recently started quoting Edgar Allan Poe in her ramblings.
"Sister, Dr. Turner would like to see you. It seems that he has met our new sister."
"Oh I will come at once."
Entering the room, Sister said, "Good morning Dr. Turner. Do you have any word about Baby Taylor?"
"I spoke to the London and he is breathing on his own. He should be fine."
"Thank God. Now how may I help you?"
Patrick asked for clarification on a few notations and reviewed what he had added.
"In hindsight Mrs Taylor would have done better at the Maturity Home rather than at home."
"I concur."
"Be sure to let me know how Mrs. Taylor is recovering. She went through quite an ordeal."
"She is my first visit today. I will be leaving shortly."
"Please assure her that baby will be fine. Well I must go. The surgery will be opening shortly and Shelagh will be wondering what has kept me."
"Let me walk you out." Sister Ursula interjected.
"No need. I know the way. Good day."
He was gone leaving the three nuns.
Sister Ursula spoke first, "Maternity Home... humph!...Women belong at home."
"Sister, the Maternity Home offers medical care we can't provide in the home including an incubator with oxygen."
"Well I for one don't understand why everyone thinks that MAN is so wonderful."
"Dr. Turner is a highly capable, wonderful caring doctor. He and his family are friends...no they are part of our Nonnatus family," Sister Julienne answered with confidence."
'Humph!"
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Patsy was in Delia's room when there was a knock on the door. Delia opened the door to find Barbara and Trixie and stepped aside to let them in.
Trixie asked, "Patsy did you hear that Dr. Turner stopped by this morning?"
"Sister said he reviewed the notes from the Taylor birth. Why did something happen?" patsy answered.
"We heard he met Sister Ursula! We are trying to find out if they got along. After the way she treated Shelagh, I imagine Dr. Turner would not be very congenial to her."
Barbara spoke up, "I think he would be proper. He is never rude to anyone."
"Sister Mary Cynthia was there, I wish we could ask her," Trixie added, "Cynthia would have told us everything."
Delia questioned, " Why does she have a problem with Mrs. Turner?"
Trixie spoke, "She must know her from before."
Delia asked, "Before what?"
"Before she was Shelagh, when she was Sister Bernadette," Trixie explained.
Patsy joined in the speculation, "Perhaps Sister Ursula is angry that she would leave the order for marriage."
"But that was years ago wasn't it?" Delia asked.
"It was only three years ago. Just before I came," Patsy explained.
"She must have an issue with men!" Barbara exclaimed, "It makes sense. She has an issue with me and Tom. She is clearly rude to Mrs. Turner and we do not know how she treated Dr. Turner. I heard her yelling at Fred too"
Trixie laughed, "We all yell at Fred!"
"What about not promising me my Tuesday night and giving Nurse Crane trouble over her petrol?" Trixie asked.
"That is just efficiency to her. She came to be an administrator and she does not take that job lightly," Patsy deducted.
"Next she will be asking me to leave," Delia added.
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Phyllis Crane opened the door, "Nurse Franklin, Mrs. Shaw is in labor."
Trixie left and Phyllis looked at the group and said, "I hope you are not up to any trouble in here."
Barbara left with Phyllis and once alone, Patsy said, "Deels we should find a flat so we can move out before things get worse here."
