Doug poked his head out of the door Romano had just walked into. He winked at Carol, "can you two lovely ladies give us a hand."
Susan and Carol put down their charts and followed him.
Romano barked orders – obviously making himself right at home despite his recent arrival. Everyone fell in line, not sure what to make of him. And then despite his arrogance it became pretty clear falling in line was the best thing to do – not only because getting out of line was life threatening but also because Romano's line was usually be the right one.
When Susan took a sharp breath he was the first to notice, "You with me Lewis?"
She nodded, trying to refocus on the patient.
When Susan grabbed the side of the gurney, bent forward, eyes shut Romano didn't blink, "Hathaway, can you take her up to OB?" It wasn't really a question.
Susan forced herself to stand up and tried to walk calmly out of the room. 'It's nothing.' She told herself. 'Just braxton-hicks contractions. It'll pass. Just relax.' She knew the lines but she couldn't convince herself. In the elevator she leant against the wall. Carol rubbed her back.
"I'm okay." She whispered, controlling her breathing.
Carol didn't say anything, just led her out of the elevator and to a chair.
Susan and Carol put down their charts and followed him.
Romano barked orders – obviously making himself right at home despite his recent arrival. Everyone fell in line, not sure what to make of him. And then despite his arrogance it became pretty clear falling in line was the best thing to do – not only because getting out of line was life threatening but also because Romano's line was usually be the right one.
When Susan took a sharp breath he was the first to notice, "You with me Lewis?"
She nodded, trying to refocus on the patient.
When Susan grabbed the side of the gurney, bent forward, eyes shut Romano didn't blink, "Hathaway, can you take her up to OB?" It wasn't really a question.
Susan forced herself to stand up and tried to walk calmly out of the room. 'It's nothing.' She told herself. 'Just braxton-hicks contractions. It'll pass. Just relax.' She knew the lines but she couldn't convince herself. In the elevator she leant against the wall. Carol rubbed her back.
"I'm okay." She whispered, controlling her breathing.
Carol didn't say anything, just led her out of the elevator and to a chair.