Louis looked in his son's direction shaking his head slightly as he
did so. Why in the world was everything a blur except for the worry in
Elmer's eyes?
"Elmer, here. I want you to keep an eye on that lung," Louis said as he reached out, taking his son's hand and gently positioning it on Lona's chest near the location where the chest tube had been positioned.
Louis shook his head slightly as he thought of what Elmer had done.
Honestly, he didn't know why Elmer didn't seem to realize that he really was very smart when he put his mind to it. "Just watch and make sure that doesn't start to collapse again from the respirator." These older machines were a bit harder to adjust properly.
Elmer's eyes widened slightly, his face reddening a bit, when his father moved his hand onto Lona's chest, when he realized exactly what he was touching. He had been too panicked back in the lab, to despirate to save her to really pay attention to the fact that he was touching her breast but... Fear washed over him once more though. Lona ought to have reacted to that considering how upset she got with him for just flirting with her. Why wasn't she reacting?
Hook and Chris had pretty much tuned Elmer and Louis out, focusing on getting the bleeding stopped as quickly as possible. Hook shook his head as he reached in, feeling quickly but as gently as possible, trying to find the exact source of the bleeding. Blood, there was so much blood, too much blood.
"Chris, can you try to get in here? You might be able to reach it better than I can." Hook said as he removed his hand, motioning for Chris to give it a try instead. He fought down a feeling of panic as he watched Chris trying to find the blood source. Blood was gushing out now that they had Lona opened up. If they didn't get that stopped fast.... He had to fight down a wave of frustration as he watched. If they were upstairs in a proper operating room, he knew that they would be able to fix this relatively easily but without the proper equipment, Lona's chances were going downhill fast. Why in the world wasn't someone down here trying to locate them?
"Louis, how's the blood supply holding out?" Hook asked quietly.
She was bleeding out almost as fast as they could force the blood into her.
"Surprisingly, it's actually holding out," Louis said as he reached up, filling the bag of blood that was currently running and reaching for another one. "Want us to try to get another line in?"
"Probably a good idea." Hook said with a nod. "That chest tube still working?"
Elmer nodded, not trusting himself to speak at the moment, his eyes moving back and forth from what he was supposed to be doing monitoring Lona's breathing to the blood that seemed to be practically a fountain.
How could she lose all of that blood and possibly have a chance of survival? "Dad?" He whispered softly as he glanced over at his father.
"Just keep an eye on her breathing. She's going to be fine."
Louis told Elmer as he reached into the crash cart, carefully feeling until he located another of the IV set ups and moved to Lona's other side to get it running. In a way he was glad that he couldn't see what was going on,
afraid that it would remind him of what happened the night that Emma died but if he could see, then maybe he could help, could do something to try to save her. 'Except you couldn't save the woman you loved, now could you'
A voice in his head taunted him. 'What makes you think you could save the woman your son loves either?'' He shook his head slightly trying to block that voice out, trying to force himself to concentrate on his job,
inserting the IV line slowly, relying on feel to get it in. No, Lona wasn't going to die, not like Emma had died. He wasn't going to let her,
let Elmer go through another loss.
Suddenly Chris let out a soft noise, almost like a muffled cheer.
"Got it!" She called to Hook. motioning for him to come over as she moved the spleen a bit as Hook carefully inserted a hand in the incision as well.
"It looks like the rib nicked the artery. Do we try to remove it or...."
"How's she holding up?" Hook called to Louis and Elmer. He wanted to try repairing the spleen if at all possible but if Lona was too weak,
they would have no choice but to remove it.
"Relatively stable." Louis said as he gently felt Lona's pulse.
It was weaker than he would have liked for it to have been and rapid but.... "You can try to repair, I think. If she starts going downhill,
you can always changeover to a removal."
"Dad?" Elmer whispered as he looked up at his father. He didn't really care what Hook and Chris did as long as it fixed things, saved Lona.
She was just so pale, though, and still. Why hadn't she regained consciousness at all since the accident? Shouldn't she have woke up or something even for just a minute? And the amount of blood that she had lost, he thought he had read something about that degree of blood loss doing damage or....
"Why don't you try talking to her?" Louis said quietly. "If she can hear at all, it might help her."
Elmer slowly nodded, he kept one hand on her chest as he leaned down and put his mouth near her ear, hoping that it would help her hear him if she could at all. "It's going to be okay, I promise." he whispered to her. "Chris and Hook and my dad and I are going to take care of you and get you fixed up. You're going to be okay. Just hold on for us for a little longer, okay?" He bit his lip to keep from crying. He wanted despriately to believe that things would be okay but when he saw the amount of blood on the table, dripping to the floor.... 'Please, let someone find us quick!'
"Elmer, here. I want you to keep an eye on that lung," Louis said as he reached out, taking his son's hand and gently positioning it on Lona's chest near the location where the chest tube had been positioned.
Louis shook his head slightly as he thought of what Elmer had done.
Honestly, he didn't know why Elmer didn't seem to realize that he really was very smart when he put his mind to it. "Just watch and make sure that doesn't start to collapse again from the respirator." These older machines were a bit harder to adjust properly.
Elmer's eyes widened slightly, his face reddening a bit, when his father moved his hand onto Lona's chest, when he realized exactly what he was touching. He had been too panicked back in the lab, to despirate to save her to really pay attention to the fact that he was touching her breast but... Fear washed over him once more though. Lona ought to have reacted to that considering how upset she got with him for just flirting with her. Why wasn't she reacting?
Hook and Chris had pretty much tuned Elmer and Louis out, focusing on getting the bleeding stopped as quickly as possible. Hook shook his head as he reached in, feeling quickly but as gently as possible, trying to find the exact source of the bleeding. Blood, there was so much blood, too much blood.
"Chris, can you try to get in here? You might be able to reach it better than I can." Hook said as he removed his hand, motioning for Chris to give it a try instead. He fought down a feeling of panic as he watched Chris trying to find the blood source. Blood was gushing out now that they had Lona opened up. If they didn't get that stopped fast.... He had to fight down a wave of frustration as he watched. If they were upstairs in a proper operating room, he knew that they would be able to fix this relatively easily but without the proper equipment, Lona's chances were going downhill fast. Why in the world wasn't someone down here trying to locate them?
"Louis, how's the blood supply holding out?" Hook asked quietly.
She was bleeding out almost as fast as they could force the blood into her.
"Surprisingly, it's actually holding out," Louis said as he reached up, filling the bag of blood that was currently running and reaching for another one. "Want us to try to get another line in?"
"Probably a good idea." Hook said with a nod. "That chest tube still working?"
Elmer nodded, not trusting himself to speak at the moment, his eyes moving back and forth from what he was supposed to be doing monitoring Lona's breathing to the blood that seemed to be practically a fountain.
How could she lose all of that blood and possibly have a chance of survival? "Dad?" He whispered softly as he glanced over at his father.
"Just keep an eye on her breathing. She's going to be fine."
Louis told Elmer as he reached into the crash cart, carefully feeling until he located another of the IV set ups and moved to Lona's other side to get it running. In a way he was glad that he couldn't see what was going on,
afraid that it would remind him of what happened the night that Emma died but if he could see, then maybe he could help, could do something to try to save her. 'Except you couldn't save the woman you loved, now could you'
A voice in his head taunted him. 'What makes you think you could save the woman your son loves either?'' He shook his head slightly trying to block that voice out, trying to force himself to concentrate on his job,
inserting the IV line slowly, relying on feel to get it in. No, Lona wasn't going to die, not like Emma had died. He wasn't going to let her,
let Elmer go through another loss.
Suddenly Chris let out a soft noise, almost like a muffled cheer.
"Got it!" She called to Hook. motioning for him to come over as she moved the spleen a bit as Hook carefully inserted a hand in the incision as well.
"It looks like the rib nicked the artery. Do we try to remove it or...."
"How's she holding up?" Hook called to Louis and Elmer. He wanted to try repairing the spleen if at all possible but if Lona was too weak,
they would have no choice but to remove it.
"Relatively stable." Louis said as he gently felt Lona's pulse.
It was weaker than he would have liked for it to have been and rapid but.... "You can try to repair, I think. If she starts going downhill,
you can always changeover to a removal."
"Dad?" Elmer whispered as he looked up at his father. He didn't really care what Hook and Chris did as long as it fixed things, saved Lona.
She was just so pale, though, and still. Why hadn't she regained consciousness at all since the accident? Shouldn't she have woke up or something even for just a minute? And the amount of blood that she had lost, he thought he had read something about that degree of blood loss doing damage or....
"Why don't you try talking to her?" Louis said quietly. "If she can hear at all, it might help her."
Elmer slowly nodded, he kept one hand on her chest as he leaned down and put his mouth near her ear, hoping that it would help her hear him if she could at all. "It's going to be okay, I promise." he whispered to her. "Chris and Hook and my dad and I are going to take care of you and get you fixed up. You're going to be okay. Just hold on for us for a little longer, okay?" He bit his lip to keep from crying. He wanted despriately to believe that things would be okay but when he saw the amount of blood on the table, dripping to the floor.... 'Please, let someone find us quick!'