Chapter 6: July 16, 2000, 8AM, Doctor's Lounge (Kerry Weaver's Point of
View):
"This is inexcusable!" I shout at the three men. "What possessed you to kidnap Carter?"
"We thought he needed our help-" Mark says.
"But there are better ways of helping someone than tackling them. That's what he told the doctor upstairs: that you tackled him."
"I'm sorry, Kerry," he continues.
"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Carter! All three of you need to! You are very lucky that he just walked away. You are so very lucky that he went home to cool down. You do remember that Carter is a very powerful man in this city. He could have pressed charges if he wanted to. Not against the hospital, against you clowns! If he snaps his fingers he could have you executed," Okay, so that was a large exaggeration and they all knew it, but I am making a good point. They could all get in a lot of trouble for this incident. "I know just as well as you that Carter has not been himself recently, but the doctor said he is fine. He experienced a traumatic attack. Do you understand? He was attacked. You, Peter and Mark, worked on his almost deceased body. You have to understand that he needs time to cope with this."
"But we saw the scars on his wrist and we were concerned-"
"That's what communication is for! Try talking to him next time. And listen if he says he is okay. They were spider bites for Christ's sake!" Now it is time for me to storm out. I walk to the admit desk and call Carter's house.
"Hi, John, this is Kerry."
"Hello," he responds.
"I just wanted to apologize for the incident this morning."
"It's okay, Kerry. They were just looking out for me. Listen I am coming back to work on the 18th at my regular shift, okay?"
"Yeah, that sounds good. I'll have someone cover for you until then."
"Goodbye."
"Bye." And I hung up the phone.
"This is inexcusable!" I shout at the three men. "What possessed you to kidnap Carter?"
"We thought he needed our help-" Mark says.
"But there are better ways of helping someone than tackling them. That's what he told the doctor upstairs: that you tackled him."
"I'm sorry, Kerry," he continues.
"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Carter! All three of you need to! You are very lucky that he just walked away. You are so very lucky that he went home to cool down. You do remember that Carter is a very powerful man in this city. He could have pressed charges if he wanted to. Not against the hospital, against you clowns! If he snaps his fingers he could have you executed," Okay, so that was a large exaggeration and they all knew it, but I am making a good point. They could all get in a lot of trouble for this incident. "I know just as well as you that Carter has not been himself recently, but the doctor said he is fine. He experienced a traumatic attack. Do you understand? He was attacked. You, Peter and Mark, worked on his almost deceased body. You have to understand that he needs time to cope with this."
"But we saw the scars on his wrist and we were concerned-"
"That's what communication is for! Try talking to him next time. And listen if he says he is okay. They were spider bites for Christ's sake!" Now it is time for me to storm out. I walk to the admit desk and call Carter's house.
"Hi, John, this is Kerry."
"Hello," he responds.
"I just wanted to apologize for the incident this morning."
"It's okay, Kerry. They were just looking out for me. Listen I am coming back to work on the 18th at my regular shift, okay?"
"Yeah, that sounds good. I'll have someone cover for you until then."
"Goodbye."
"Bye." And I hung up the phone.