Chapter 13: August. 13, 2000, 12:02AM, Admit Desk (Mark Greene's Point of
View):
"Where are all of the doctors?" I ask Randi . "Luka is in the lounge, Dave just left, Kerry called and said she will be fifteen minutes late.um.and Doug and Carter are in Exam Room 3. Doug said he might need your help when you come in and to send you to the exam room."
"I thought Carter was helping him. Who's the patient?" I am skimming through a couple of charts.
"Carter."
I nearly drop the papers I am looking at. "What happened?!"
"You'll have to talk to Doug about that. I don't know all of the details."
I am running down the hall and shout back, "Thanks Randi!" When I get to the exam room, Doug is just about to leave the room and I almost run into him. "What happened? Is Carter okay? Was it his back?" We are standing in the hall now and I can tell that I have bombarded Doug with questions.
"Slow down. Carter is doing much better. And it was involving his back, but it's not anything like you think. I found him on the floor in there-"
"What?" I need to find out if the young doctor is all right. I walk into the room. Carter is fighting with the nurse over his chart. Chuny is trying to get him back into bed, but Carter pulls out his IV and bandages his arm.
"Carter!" I shout. I didn't mean to shout it, but I am starting to get angry.
"What the hell is going on?" I ask, "Doug tells me that he found you in here of the floor. I need to know right now what is going on with you."
Carter looks up at me and his face is coated in a shock to see me. It was like I had fired him. He was at a loss of words.
"Where are all of the doctors?" I ask Randi . "Luka is in the lounge, Dave just left, Kerry called and said she will be fifteen minutes late.um.and Doug and Carter are in Exam Room 3. Doug said he might need your help when you come in and to send you to the exam room."
"I thought Carter was helping him. Who's the patient?" I am skimming through a couple of charts.
"Carter."
I nearly drop the papers I am looking at. "What happened?!"
"You'll have to talk to Doug about that. I don't know all of the details."
I am running down the hall and shout back, "Thanks Randi!" When I get to the exam room, Doug is just about to leave the room and I almost run into him. "What happened? Is Carter okay? Was it his back?" We are standing in the hall now and I can tell that I have bombarded Doug with questions.
"Slow down. Carter is doing much better. And it was involving his back, but it's not anything like you think. I found him on the floor in there-"
"What?" I need to find out if the young doctor is all right. I walk into the room. Carter is fighting with the nurse over his chart. Chuny is trying to get him back into bed, but Carter pulls out his IV and bandages his arm.
"Carter!" I shout. I didn't mean to shout it, but I am starting to get angry.
"What the hell is going on?" I ask, "Doug tells me that he found you in here of the floor. I need to know right now what is going on with you."
Carter looks up at me and his face is coated in a shock to see me. It was like I had fired him. He was at a loss of words.