Chapter 32
"Excuse me Ma'am" Grissom addresses a nurse. "I was wondering if you could tell me if Sara Sidle has been moved to her room yet."
The nurse checks the computer. "Could you spell the last name please, Sir?" She asks.
"Sidle. S-i-d-l-e. Sara." Grissom replies.
"Ah, there we go. I'm sorry, I was misspelling the last name. She has just been moved to room 331."
"331? Why is she on that high of a floor?" Grissom was getting scared. "Had something else gone wrong after he spoke to the doctor?" he wondered.
Noticing the anxiety in his voice, the nurse quickly fills him in. "She's been put on the floor patients who have been discharged from ICU go to before a regular room. It just provides closer monitoring than a regular room. From the notes I see here, if things stay as they are, she'll be moved to a regular room tomorrow. She's still doing very well. Like I said, it's just for closer monitoring."
"Ok, thank you." Grissom says.
"You can go see her if you like." The nurse smiles warmly at him trying to help him relax. "Just take the elevator at the end of the hall up to the third floor. When you exit the elevator, turn left and go to the nurse's station. At the station, turn right and its right there."
Grissom smiled at the nurse. "Thanks for your help." Following the directions, Grissom finds himself at Sara's door. As he peers in from the hallway, he notices the machines next to her. She seems to be asleep so he enters quietly. He sees the oxygen mask covering her bruised face and watches the heart rate monitor beep off Sara's heart beats. She looks so fragile, like a little prceline doll laying there. He takes a seat next to her bed and gently picks up her hand in his. She stirs in her sleep only a little bit then returns to a deep slumber. The sound of the heart monitor starts to lull Grissom. He lays his head down next to Sara's chest and falls asleep.
"Excuse me Ma'am" Grissom addresses a nurse. "I was wondering if you could tell me if Sara Sidle has been moved to her room yet."
The nurse checks the computer. "Could you spell the last name please, Sir?" She asks.
"Sidle. S-i-d-l-e. Sara." Grissom replies.
"Ah, there we go. I'm sorry, I was misspelling the last name. She has just been moved to room 331."
"331? Why is she on that high of a floor?" Grissom was getting scared. "Had something else gone wrong after he spoke to the doctor?" he wondered.
Noticing the anxiety in his voice, the nurse quickly fills him in. "She's been put on the floor patients who have been discharged from ICU go to before a regular room. It just provides closer monitoring than a regular room. From the notes I see here, if things stay as they are, she'll be moved to a regular room tomorrow. She's still doing very well. Like I said, it's just for closer monitoring."
"Ok, thank you." Grissom says.
"You can go see her if you like." The nurse smiles warmly at him trying to help him relax. "Just take the elevator at the end of the hall up to the third floor. When you exit the elevator, turn left and go to the nurse's station. At the station, turn right and its right there."
Grissom smiled at the nurse. "Thanks for your help." Following the directions, Grissom finds himself at Sara's door. As he peers in from the hallway, he notices the machines next to her. She seems to be asleep so he enters quietly. He sees the oxygen mask covering her bruised face and watches the heart rate monitor beep off Sara's heart beats. She looks so fragile, like a little prceline doll laying there. He takes a seat next to her bed and gently picks up her hand in his. She stirs in her sleep only a little bit then returns to a deep slumber. The sound of the heart monitor starts to lull Grissom. He lays his head down next to Sara's chest and falls asleep.
