Regretting Nothing - Part 9
Disclaimer: Same as always. I don't own Gundam Wing.
Author's Note: Last time, Dr. Sidney Marquette had to treat Dorothy Catalonia. Dorothy knows that Dr. Sidney Marquette is formally Relena Darlian. I have worked in an emergency room in case anyone was wondering. I totally forgot that they used military time in most emergency rooms, so I put it here now. I wanted this as realistic as possible. So, this is a whole new set of problems for her. Let's just say her past finally caught up with her.
"Miss…Relena…it is you!" exclaimed Dorothy who practically came off the bed. Sidney held her firmly down. Sidney was now mad. This was something she did not expect. Now she remembered that she had to do her job. Sidney let go of Dorothy. Dorothy was light headed now and she decided it was probably a good idea to stay in the bed, even if Relena didn't say so. Sidney turned and walked over to the exam tray and pick up an injection and filled the syringe with a sedative. After that she walked back to Dorothy's bedside, and with a cotton ball to sterilize the area she wiped over where she was going to inject the sedative.
"I am going to have to sedate you now, Ms. Catalonia," she said in a firm voice, with that she insert the needle and push down the plunger of the injection, and lifted it back up. Almost immediately the sedative worked. Now that Dorothy was knocked out, Sidney could work on her without any noise coming from her. She wasn't in the mood for whatever lies Dorothy was might to spout. She had tolerated Dorothy before, but she didn't have to now. She wasn't a diplomat; she could honestly say when she didn't like people. But, there was one saving thing about Dorothy's character. Actually, two. She knew that Dorothy was going to betray long before she ever did in the past. She expected that out of her. Relena didn't expect it out Heero or Millardo. The reason why Sidney tolerated her before was because of the old adage: "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." The second thing was Dorothy had changed from being a war mongrel to a well-known pacifist and philanthropist. Sidney hypothesized that Dorothy had the epiphany that what she was doing wrong after the Libra incident all those years ago. She wasn't in politics, but talked about her views often at public functions. Sidney followed her career, so to speak, not religiously, but to keep up with the events of the world. She knew that Dorothy was attending UC Berkeley, a school known for its liberals, just as Excelsior was known for its geniuses. So, Sidney didn't hate her, but rather she was awry of her. But, now was good and mad at her as well.
She walked over to more medical equipment and pick up the X-ray scanner. She scanned Dorothy's body, and afterwards entered the data into the reader. Sidney found out that Dorothy had broken her arm, but there was more damage than that. She had punctured her lung and had broken two ribs. Thankfully, Dorothy didn't have any damage to her cranium. However, Sidney was working fast. Because Dorothy had lost blood, Sid had to call the blood bank. It took a little under an hour, but when Sidney was done she ordered that Dorothy stay in the exam room for a while before she was to be moved.
When she got outside the exam room, she stripped off her rubber gloves, and threw them into the trash receptacle. As she did that, "DAMMIT!" she said in a loud voice as she stomped her foot. She felt like punching a wall in frustration. But, before she could think about it anymore, she got another page. She was off and running again.
* * *
Sidney was a professional if not anything else. So, when it came time to work, she stopped thinking about her problems and got to work. She was a focused person; she still believed that people's lives matter more than her problems. As she was with a little girl who's brother bit her, she was very focused. The parents of the children weren't too happy. But, afterwards Sidney decided to have a talk with the little boy.
"Why did you bite your sister, Sammy?" asked Sidney. She was really good with kids, after all she was pediatrician.
"'Cause I don't like her," answered Sammy with a lisp. He was only four years old and his sister, Janine was only three. Apparently, according to the parents, Janine started crying early in the morning waking everyone up. So, Sammy decided to remedy the problem by biting her. Of course, this made things worse.
"You just can't go biting people, Sammy. Especially your little sister. Why don't you like her?" said Sidney in a calm voice.
"Well, it 'cause she cries a lot. I don't understand a word she says. She's no fun. Momma says that one day she will be fun. I can't wait that long. I never asked for a little sister. No one asked me if I wanted her, Dr. Sid," stated Sammy empathically. Dr. Sid was what Sidney allowed her littlest patients to call her. It made them more comfortable. She also made it a point to go to eye level with any of the children she was talking. It made them feel important.
"Well, your mother is right, Sammy. You just have to hang in there. You have a very cute sister. One day, she'll mean a lot to you. But, for now I want you to promise me that I won't be seeing you again because you bite your sister, okay?" said Sidney holding out her hand.
"Okay. I promise, Dr. Sid. But, I still won't like her. Just I won't bite her, anymore," said Sammy who looked right into her eyes. Sidney believed him, and they shook hands. As Sammy ran back to his parents, little Janine ran to Sidney.
"Thank…you..Docker Sid," said Janine. Sidney picked her up despite the stickiness because of the lollipop that she had consumed after the treatment. "You'll be just fine, Janine," assured Sidney. After the entire family left the ER, with the parents telling Sammy that he was still going to be punished when they all got home.
* * *
Dr. Katrina Piccolo, Kat for short, was the head of the ER. Unlike, the usually heads of the departments, she was a hands on doctor. Especially with the storm that just wouldn't let up outside, every doctor in the ER was needed. Kat was brought in at the wee hours of the morning. She had graduated out of Harvard, and she was twenty-six years old. She was a very rare, Italian blond with dark eyebrows and eyes for contrast. All of which was naturally.
"Nurse Perez, is Exam Room Three free?" asked Dr. Piccolo.
"No. There's a patient there who wasn't stable enough to be move. She was in the car accident at around 23:20. Do you want me to go and check for you, Dr. Piccolo?" said Nurse Perez.
"No, that's all right Anita. I'll do it myself," she answered. Dr. Piccolo went to Exam Room Three, and found that the patient had finally regained conscious from the sedative she was given.
"Oh, wow. I didn't expect someone like you, Ms. Dorothy Catalonia. However, as much as it is a honor to meet you. I have to move you to another room. We need the space, and there's already a room ready for you, Ms. Catalonia," said Dr. Piccolo.
"Where's the doctor who treated me when I first got here? I'd like to see her," she made the mistake of trying to get back up. There was contortion of pain in her face. So, Dr. Piccolo gently pushed her back down.
"Well, let me see your chart, so that I can checked you treated you earlier. Hmmm. According to this it was Dr. Sidney Marquette. I guess she wouldn't have a problem seeing you later. But, as it stands it's pretty busy here. Oh, by the way, you will have to stay in the hospital for at least forty-eight hours. So, we can make sure, your body doesn't fall apart when you leave. I'll relay to Sid that you wanted to see her, Ms. Catalonia," said Dr. Piccolo as she motioned for the orderlies to move her to a stretcher freeing up the exam room.
"Sidney Marquette. Dr. Sidney Marquette. Sid," Dorothy said in an inaudible whisper trying to commit Relena's new name to memory. Not that she was positive it was her. But, in the back of Dorothy's mind she knew.
* * *
At about one in the morning, when things have finally tapered down in ER. Although, the doctors were still on alert. Dr. Piccolo decided it was time to catch up with Dr. Marquette. Kat thought that Sid was one of the best doctors on staff in the entirely hospital. Despite, her age she had a lot maturity. She also had a lot of experience. Sid had varied skills that made her a priceless member of her department. She was also the quiet and mysterious sort that never talked about anything personal. Kat and the rest of the staff were well aware of the fact that she used to be a model. When Dr. Angela Hart recommended her for the position, it was unanimous by the board to hire her. However, Kat had her reservations about hiring someone who was like Sid, but those reservations disappeared right away. Sidney was well liked and respected by the staff. Because it was her skills and personality that made her so likable. Sidney was general easygoing person with a good sense of humor. That was why Kat never expected that reaction from her.
"Hey, Sid. The patient you treated earlier wants to meet you," said Kat.
"Which one, Kat? I've seen so many tonight or this morning, whatever day it is….that I don't remember," said Sidney quite honestly. She was physically exhausted. She couldn't remember the names of all the people she had treated. Not that she was expected to.
"Dorothy Catalonia. That speaker who talks about peace, and gives to charity. Who knows she might give the hospital a donation because of your good work on her," joked Kat.
"No. I won't see her," said Sidney. She shook her head. Sidney had almost forgotten that Dorothy was even in the hospital. Her territory.
"But, she wants to see you, Sidney," said Kat who was now concerned. Sidney was the type of doctor who cared so much for her patients that she would check on them even after they left the emergency room.
"I don't want to see her. I don't have do to anything. I don't want to do," Sidney said her voice was now cold. Her eyes were like flint. Kat took an unconscious step away from her. Suddenly, Sidney realized the way she was acting, so she quickly made up an excuse. "I am sorry, Kat. It's been a long night. I am just really tired, and my shift isn't over for another three hours," she said shaking her head sheepishly.
"That's alright. It's been a long night. Sean said that you were here longer after Logan left. I should have known better. But, since you are tired, maybe you should take a break in the crash room. We have the crash room in maternity for tonight or for this morning because all the exam rooms are needed," suggested Kat.
"No. If it's all the same to you, I'd rather just go home. I am already dead on my feet," said Sidney. Kat looked at her, and realized that now that things had died down, Sidney could leave.
"You should go. Get some rest. You have the next two days off," instructed Kat.
With that, Sidney went to the parking lot and got into her car, a shining new silver Mercedes, and drove home to her apartment in Georgetown. Her apartment was not that far from Saving Grace Hospital. She needed time to think and rest. She had to get ready for what was coming up next. She had the feeling that she was going to have to buckle down her heels, and get ready for a fight.
Disclaimer: Same as always. I don't own Gundam Wing.
Author's Note: Last time, Dr. Sidney Marquette had to treat Dorothy Catalonia. Dorothy knows that Dr. Sidney Marquette is formally Relena Darlian. I have worked in an emergency room in case anyone was wondering. I totally forgot that they used military time in most emergency rooms, so I put it here now. I wanted this as realistic as possible. So, this is a whole new set of problems for her. Let's just say her past finally caught up with her.
"Miss…Relena…it is you!" exclaimed Dorothy who practically came off the bed. Sidney held her firmly down. Sidney was now mad. This was something she did not expect. Now she remembered that she had to do her job. Sidney let go of Dorothy. Dorothy was light headed now and she decided it was probably a good idea to stay in the bed, even if Relena didn't say so. Sidney turned and walked over to the exam tray and pick up an injection and filled the syringe with a sedative. After that she walked back to Dorothy's bedside, and with a cotton ball to sterilize the area she wiped over where she was going to inject the sedative.
"I am going to have to sedate you now, Ms. Catalonia," she said in a firm voice, with that she insert the needle and push down the plunger of the injection, and lifted it back up. Almost immediately the sedative worked. Now that Dorothy was knocked out, Sidney could work on her without any noise coming from her. She wasn't in the mood for whatever lies Dorothy was might to spout. She had tolerated Dorothy before, but she didn't have to now. She wasn't a diplomat; she could honestly say when she didn't like people. But, there was one saving thing about Dorothy's character. Actually, two. She knew that Dorothy was going to betray long before she ever did in the past. She expected that out of her. Relena didn't expect it out Heero or Millardo. The reason why Sidney tolerated her before was because of the old adage: "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." The second thing was Dorothy had changed from being a war mongrel to a well-known pacifist and philanthropist. Sidney hypothesized that Dorothy had the epiphany that what she was doing wrong after the Libra incident all those years ago. She wasn't in politics, but talked about her views often at public functions. Sidney followed her career, so to speak, not religiously, but to keep up with the events of the world. She knew that Dorothy was attending UC Berkeley, a school known for its liberals, just as Excelsior was known for its geniuses. So, Sidney didn't hate her, but rather she was awry of her. But, now was good and mad at her as well.
She walked over to more medical equipment and pick up the X-ray scanner. She scanned Dorothy's body, and afterwards entered the data into the reader. Sidney found out that Dorothy had broken her arm, but there was more damage than that. She had punctured her lung and had broken two ribs. Thankfully, Dorothy didn't have any damage to her cranium. However, Sidney was working fast. Because Dorothy had lost blood, Sid had to call the blood bank. It took a little under an hour, but when Sidney was done she ordered that Dorothy stay in the exam room for a while before she was to be moved.
When she got outside the exam room, she stripped off her rubber gloves, and threw them into the trash receptacle. As she did that, "DAMMIT!" she said in a loud voice as she stomped her foot. She felt like punching a wall in frustration. But, before she could think about it anymore, she got another page. She was off and running again.
* * *
Sidney was a professional if not anything else. So, when it came time to work, she stopped thinking about her problems and got to work. She was a focused person; she still believed that people's lives matter more than her problems. As she was with a little girl who's brother bit her, she was very focused. The parents of the children weren't too happy. But, afterwards Sidney decided to have a talk with the little boy.
"Why did you bite your sister, Sammy?" asked Sidney. She was really good with kids, after all she was pediatrician.
"'Cause I don't like her," answered Sammy with a lisp. He was only four years old and his sister, Janine was only three. Apparently, according to the parents, Janine started crying early in the morning waking everyone up. So, Sammy decided to remedy the problem by biting her. Of course, this made things worse.
"You just can't go biting people, Sammy. Especially your little sister. Why don't you like her?" said Sidney in a calm voice.
"Well, it 'cause she cries a lot. I don't understand a word she says. She's no fun. Momma says that one day she will be fun. I can't wait that long. I never asked for a little sister. No one asked me if I wanted her, Dr. Sid," stated Sammy empathically. Dr. Sid was what Sidney allowed her littlest patients to call her. It made them more comfortable. She also made it a point to go to eye level with any of the children she was talking. It made them feel important.
"Well, your mother is right, Sammy. You just have to hang in there. You have a very cute sister. One day, she'll mean a lot to you. But, for now I want you to promise me that I won't be seeing you again because you bite your sister, okay?" said Sidney holding out her hand.
"Okay. I promise, Dr. Sid. But, I still won't like her. Just I won't bite her, anymore," said Sammy who looked right into her eyes. Sidney believed him, and they shook hands. As Sammy ran back to his parents, little Janine ran to Sidney.
"Thank…you..Docker Sid," said Janine. Sidney picked her up despite the stickiness because of the lollipop that she had consumed after the treatment. "You'll be just fine, Janine," assured Sidney. After the entire family left the ER, with the parents telling Sammy that he was still going to be punished when they all got home.
* * *
Dr. Katrina Piccolo, Kat for short, was the head of the ER. Unlike, the usually heads of the departments, she was a hands on doctor. Especially with the storm that just wouldn't let up outside, every doctor in the ER was needed. Kat was brought in at the wee hours of the morning. She had graduated out of Harvard, and she was twenty-six years old. She was a very rare, Italian blond with dark eyebrows and eyes for contrast. All of which was naturally.
"Nurse Perez, is Exam Room Three free?" asked Dr. Piccolo.
"No. There's a patient there who wasn't stable enough to be move. She was in the car accident at around 23:20. Do you want me to go and check for you, Dr. Piccolo?" said Nurse Perez.
"No, that's all right Anita. I'll do it myself," she answered. Dr. Piccolo went to Exam Room Three, and found that the patient had finally regained conscious from the sedative she was given.
"Oh, wow. I didn't expect someone like you, Ms. Dorothy Catalonia. However, as much as it is a honor to meet you. I have to move you to another room. We need the space, and there's already a room ready for you, Ms. Catalonia," said Dr. Piccolo.
"Where's the doctor who treated me when I first got here? I'd like to see her," she made the mistake of trying to get back up. There was contortion of pain in her face. So, Dr. Piccolo gently pushed her back down.
"Well, let me see your chart, so that I can checked you treated you earlier. Hmmm. According to this it was Dr. Sidney Marquette. I guess she wouldn't have a problem seeing you later. But, as it stands it's pretty busy here. Oh, by the way, you will have to stay in the hospital for at least forty-eight hours. So, we can make sure, your body doesn't fall apart when you leave. I'll relay to Sid that you wanted to see her, Ms. Catalonia," said Dr. Piccolo as she motioned for the orderlies to move her to a stretcher freeing up the exam room.
"Sidney Marquette. Dr. Sidney Marquette. Sid," Dorothy said in an inaudible whisper trying to commit Relena's new name to memory. Not that she was positive it was her. But, in the back of Dorothy's mind she knew.
* * *
At about one in the morning, when things have finally tapered down in ER. Although, the doctors were still on alert. Dr. Piccolo decided it was time to catch up with Dr. Marquette. Kat thought that Sid was one of the best doctors on staff in the entirely hospital. Despite, her age she had a lot maturity. She also had a lot of experience. Sid had varied skills that made her a priceless member of her department. She was also the quiet and mysterious sort that never talked about anything personal. Kat and the rest of the staff were well aware of the fact that she used to be a model. When Dr. Angela Hart recommended her for the position, it was unanimous by the board to hire her. However, Kat had her reservations about hiring someone who was like Sid, but those reservations disappeared right away. Sidney was well liked and respected by the staff. Because it was her skills and personality that made her so likable. Sidney was general easygoing person with a good sense of humor. That was why Kat never expected that reaction from her.
"Hey, Sid. The patient you treated earlier wants to meet you," said Kat.
"Which one, Kat? I've seen so many tonight or this morning, whatever day it is….that I don't remember," said Sidney quite honestly. She was physically exhausted. She couldn't remember the names of all the people she had treated. Not that she was expected to.
"Dorothy Catalonia. That speaker who talks about peace, and gives to charity. Who knows she might give the hospital a donation because of your good work on her," joked Kat.
"No. I won't see her," said Sidney. She shook her head. Sidney had almost forgotten that Dorothy was even in the hospital. Her territory.
"But, she wants to see you, Sidney," said Kat who was now concerned. Sidney was the type of doctor who cared so much for her patients that she would check on them even after they left the emergency room.
"I don't want to see her. I don't have do to anything. I don't want to do," Sidney said her voice was now cold. Her eyes were like flint. Kat took an unconscious step away from her. Suddenly, Sidney realized the way she was acting, so she quickly made up an excuse. "I am sorry, Kat. It's been a long night. I am just really tired, and my shift isn't over for another three hours," she said shaking her head sheepishly.
"That's alright. It's been a long night. Sean said that you were here longer after Logan left. I should have known better. But, since you are tired, maybe you should take a break in the crash room. We have the crash room in maternity for tonight or for this morning because all the exam rooms are needed," suggested Kat.
"No. If it's all the same to you, I'd rather just go home. I am already dead on my feet," said Sidney. Kat looked at her, and realized that now that things had died down, Sidney could leave.
"You should go. Get some rest. You have the next two days off," instructed Kat.
With that, Sidney went to the parking lot and got into her car, a shining new silver Mercedes, and drove home to her apartment in Georgetown. Her apartment was not that far from Saving Grace Hospital. She needed time to think and rest. She had to get ready for what was coming up next. She had the feeling that she was going to have to buckle down her heels, and get ready for a fight.