Hi! August 30th 1994
A sad day is about to end. A man called Sam Gasner was brought into the ER today. He was suffering of heart problems, and a heart transplant was the only thing that could have saved him, but unfortunately he died before a new heart was available. Dr. Greene and Carol were the ones who took the most care of Mr. Gasner, or Sam, as he wanted us to call him. However as the hours went by Benton, Susan, dr. Jack Kayson, dr. Steven Flint and I also became involved. A little later Sam's daughter and wife came, and later on Sam died. Poor family.
After having taken care of Sam, dr. Greene seemed a little upset, or at least it looked like that to me. I know he's been through some tough times with Jennifer being in Milwaukee, and with Sam Gasner's death he obviously began thinking about his own family. You do that from time to time at a place like the ER.
Even though Sam's destiny was hard for all of us, we still had to take care of the other patients. I felt like I was wondering around doing nothing, but fortunately Susan took me into the trauma where this teenager had been playing "whales tales", and drinking beer and approximately 15 -20 shots of tequila. Susan showed me how to intubate. It was a little difficult, but I made it.
During the time I was at the hospital I found out I have a problem, and I've never been so embarrassed in my entire life as I was today!!!!!!!!!! This was even worse than just almost being caught with/on Liz. You see, it started with me asking dr. Ross about sexually transmitted diseases. Trying to be as discreet as possible I talked hypothetical, but of course he knew exactly what was going on. He told the procedure of taking a culture, and then he advised me to not to "dip my pen in company ink".
After taking the tests I named them under a secret name, but unfortunately not secret enough. I specifically asked Jerry to not tell anyone, but then again I forgot that his last name's "Liar", although he claimed that his middle name was "Secret". I ended up chasing him for the results, but with my luck they ended up at the bulletin board, and it attracted a bunch of people. Embarrassed I took my results down as I saw dr. Kayson and Liz together. He was now her new victim.
As I sit here writing I'm still so unbelievable embarrassed, and I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. It's bad enough that my test results were showed to almost everyone in the ER, but when dr. Ross asked me, in a very very loud voice, if I'd used a condom with Liz, I really wanted to disappear. During our little conversation I had only one thought in my head: "Could someone shoot that man?" I didn't mean it, though.
Oh, I almost forgot! I found Benton in the lounge practicing one-handed knots while he was listening to something under headphones. Of course I couldn't just stand there watching so I asked him what he was listening to, and he answered Snoop Doggy Dog. Weird. I didn't think Benton was the type to listen to that kind of music, but we have all our hidden sides.
Night,
John
A sad day is about to end. A man called Sam Gasner was brought into the ER today. He was suffering of heart problems, and a heart transplant was the only thing that could have saved him, but unfortunately he died before a new heart was available. Dr. Greene and Carol were the ones who took the most care of Mr. Gasner, or Sam, as he wanted us to call him. However as the hours went by Benton, Susan, dr. Jack Kayson, dr. Steven Flint and I also became involved. A little later Sam's daughter and wife came, and later on Sam died. Poor family.
After having taken care of Sam, dr. Greene seemed a little upset, or at least it looked like that to me. I know he's been through some tough times with Jennifer being in Milwaukee, and with Sam Gasner's death he obviously began thinking about his own family. You do that from time to time at a place like the ER.
Even though Sam's destiny was hard for all of us, we still had to take care of the other patients. I felt like I was wondering around doing nothing, but fortunately Susan took me into the trauma where this teenager had been playing "whales tales", and drinking beer and approximately 15 -20 shots of tequila. Susan showed me how to intubate. It was a little difficult, but I made it.
During the time I was at the hospital I found out I have a problem, and I've never been so embarrassed in my entire life as I was today!!!!!!!!!! This was even worse than just almost being caught with/on Liz. You see, it started with me asking dr. Ross about sexually transmitted diseases. Trying to be as discreet as possible I talked hypothetical, but of course he knew exactly what was going on. He told the procedure of taking a culture, and then he advised me to not to "dip my pen in company ink".
After taking the tests I named them under a secret name, but unfortunately not secret enough. I specifically asked Jerry to not tell anyone, but then again I forgot that his last name's "Liar", although he claimed that his middle name was "Secret". I ended up chasing him for the results, but with my luck they ended up at the bulletin board, and it attracted a bunch of people. Embarrassed I took my results down as I saw dr. Kayson and Liz together. He was now her new victim.
As I sit here writing I'm still so unbelievable embarrassed, and I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. It's bad enough that my test results were showed to almost everyone in the ER, but when dr. Ross asked me, in a very very loud voice, if I'd used a condom with Liz, I really wanted to disappear. During our little conversation I had only one thought in my head: "Could someone shoot that man?" I didn't mean it, though.
Oh, I almost forgot! I found Benton in the lounge practicing one-handed knots while he was listening to something under headphones. Of course I couldn't just stand there watching so I asked him what he was listening to, and he answered Snoop Doggy Dog. Weird. I didn't think Benton was the type to listen to that kind of music, but we have all our hidden sides.
Night,
John