Chris looked over at Hook as they both worked, trying to get the
bleeding under control. Although she didn't say it, her eyes clearly
showed how frightened that she was becoming. Lona's blood loss was
definitely getting serious. If they didn't stop it soon, they were going
to lose her or even if they didn't, then there was the threat of brain
damage due to the amount of blood that....
"I've almost got it. Just keep the pressure right there." Hook muttered under his breath. If they were just up in a real operating room with the proper equipment, then fixing this problem would be a breeze but as it was.... 'Just a few more minutes, Lona. You just hold on a few more minutes.' he thought to himself. He didn't dare glance up at Elmer or Louis now, knowing that he couldn't afford to let anything distract him.
"Dad?" Elmer whispered as he looked from watching Chris and Hook work down to Lona once more. She was colder to the touch now and he could see a slight bluish tinge starting to appear around her lips. "Dad! Her lips..."
Louis closed his eyes for a moment. They were losing her, in spite of everything that they were trying they were losing her. He reached down,
gently checking her pulse again with one hand as he adjusted the settings on the ventilator, trying to increase the amount of oxygen that she was getting. Her pulse was weaker, so low that he could barely feel it at this point.
"Whatever you're doing, you need to get it done and get her closed up now." Louis said in a firm tone as he looked down where he assumed that Chris and Hook were standing before turning his focus onto Lona and keeping her alive somehow. This situation was reminding him entirely too strongly of what had happened the night that Emma died. No, he wasn't going to let that happen to Lona!
Hook didn't even look up as Louis spoke. He didn't need to. He could tell by the older doctor's tone that things were going downhill fast.
He reached in once more, trying to get the bleeder closed off. He didn't know what he did differently on this attempt but suddenly he found that he had a stitch in that was holding.
"Louis, just keep her going for a few more minutes, okay?" He said as he motioned for Chris to help him quickly. "We've almost got this thing."
A few more minutes. Louis wasn't sure if Lona had even a few more seconds but.... "Get the rest of the blood." He ordered Elmer. They were nearly out and he wasn't sure what would happen once the last few units were gone if Lona still needed transfusions but they could worry about that later. The main focus had to be on keeping her alive long enough for Chris and Hook to stop the bleeding. And shouldn't someone be looking for them by this point anyway? If they could just get her upstairs....
Elmer held out one of the remaining blood bags to his father before going to work replacing the one that was on his side. Only two units of blood left. Would that be enough to even put a dent in the amount of blood Lona had lost or.... He felt tears forming in his eyes and furiously blinked them back. No, he couldn't lose her!
"Get me the epi from the cart." Louis knew wasn't a hundred percent sure what would actually be safe to give to Lona at this point.
Anything could put an excessive strain on her heart and send her into cardiac arrest but if they didn't do something, then that was pretty much guaranteed to occur. "Hook?"
"We've got it. Just a few more minutes while we close, okay?"
Hook said as he gently manipulated the spleen a bit, checking for more bleeding before motioning to Chris to help him start the closing. If there was any other bleeding going on in there, it was likely small enough that it would stop on his own.
"Dad?" Elmer reached out to hand him the syringe of medicine but Louis motioned for his son to keep it.
"Run it piggyback into the IV line and then see if we have anymore bags of solution here." Louis ordered as he checked Lona's pulse once more. Had getting that bleeding controlled done anything, caused a change.
He thought he could detect a small difference but it wasn't enough to inspire any confidence in him yet.
Elmer's eyes widened as he realized that his dad was serious, that he was really expecting him to handle this, to try to.... He felt himself hyperventilating slightly at the thought. Lona's life was on the line here and he really didn't feel confident enough in his skills to do anything beyond holding her hand. He started to speak but a look from his father silenced him and set him to working on getting the drug into Lona in the ordered method. He cringed as he started to do it, sure that he was doing something wrong, that he was going to hurt her. 'Well, what do you expect from a loser like you? She's going to die and it will be your fault.' the voice in his head taunted him. Why was he so stupid, so frightened? His brother would never act like this!
"Elmer you're doing fine. This is going to be okay." Louis said quietly as he looked over his son. Elmer's fear was almost so strong that it could be felt in the air. Louis shook his head slightly. What in the world had he done wrong to make his son doubt himself to such an extent?
He was sure that it was his fault.
"She's going to complain that this is going to scar, you know,"
Chris whispered to Hook, trying to do something, anything to ease the tension as they worked at closing the incision layer by layer.
Hook laughed slightly at Chris's remark, a light hearted feeling washing over him now that they had actually managed to get the bleeding stopped, to hopefully have saved Lona. Now if someone would just get themselves down here to dig them out.... "How's she doing?" Hook asked Louis.
"We'll fix it." Time enough to worry about the lack of more blood to transfuse Lona with later. And suddenly an idea occurred to Louis as he looked over at his son. Okay, it probably would break every rule the hospital and the blood bank had for transfusions but if they had to, there was always trying a direct transfusion. They weren't going to lose Lona now. He wouldn't let that happen, wouldn't let his son go through that pain. He reached out and gently patted Elmer with one hand. "She's going to be okay. I promise you that she's going to be okay."
"I've almost got it. Just keep the pressure right there." Hook muttered under his breath. If they were just up in a real operating room with the proper equipment, then fixing this problem would be a breeze but as it was.... 'Just a few more minutes, Lona. You just hold on a few more minutes.' he thought to himself. He didn't dare glance up at Elmer or Louis now, knowing that he couldn't afford to let anything distract him.
"Dad?" Elmer whispered as he looked from watching Chris and Hook work down to Lona once more. She was colder to the touch now and he could see a slight bluish tinge starting to appear around her lips. "Dad! Her lips..."
Louis closed his eyes for a moment. They were losing her, in spite of everything that they were trying they were losing her. He reached down,
gently checking her pulse again with one hand as he adjusted the settings on the ventilator, trying to increase the amount of oxygen that she was getting. Her pulse was weaker, so low that he could barely feel it at this point.
"Whatever you're doing, you need to get it done and get her closed up now." Louis said in a firm tone as he looked down where he assumed that Chris and Hook were standing before turning his focus onto Lona and keeping her alive somehow. This situation was reminding him entirely too strongly of what had happened the night that Emma died. No, he wasn't going to let that happen to Lona!
Hook didn't even look up as Louis spoke. He didn't need to. He could tell by the older doctor's tone that things were going downhill fast.
He reached in once more, trying to get the bleeder closed off. He didn't know what he did differently on this attempt but suddenly he found that he had a stitch in that was holding.
"Louis, just keep her going for a few more minutes, okay?" He said as he motioned for Chris to help him quickly. "We've almost got this thing."
A few more minutes. Louis wasn't sure if Lona had even a few more seconds but.... "Get the rest of the blood." He ordered Elmer. They were nearly out and he wasn't sure what would happen once the last few units were gone if Lona still needed transfusions but they could worry about that later. The main focus had to be on keeping her alive long enough for Chris and Hook to stop the bleeding. And shouldn't someone be looking for them by this point anyway? If they could just get her upstairs....
Elmer held out one of the remaining blood bags to his father before going to work replacing the one that was on his side. Only two units of blood left. Would that be enough to even put a dent in the amount of blood Lona had lost or.... He felt tears forming in his eyes and furiously blinked them back. No, he couldn't lose her!
"Get me the epi from the cart." Louis knew wasn't a hundred percent sure what would actually be safe to give to Lona at this point.
Anything could put an excessive strain on her heart and send her into cardiac arrest but if they didn't do something, then that was pretty much guaranteed to occur. "Hook?"
"We've got it. Just a few more minutes while we close, okay?"
Hook said as he gently manipulated the spleen a bit, checking for more bleeding before motioning to Chris to help him start the closing. If there was any other bleeding going on in there, it was likely small enough that it would stop on his own.
"Dad?" Elmer reached out to hand him the syringe of medicine but Louis motioned for his son to keep it.
"Run it piggyback into the IV line and then see if we have anymore bags of solution here." Louis ordered as he checked Lona's pulse once more. Had getting that bleeding controlled done anything, caused a change.
He thought he could detect a small difference but it wasn't enough to inspire any confidence in him yet.
Elmer's eyes widened as he realized that his dad was serious, that he was really expecting him to handle this, to try to.... He felt himself hyperventilating slightly at the thought. Lona's life was on the line here and he really didn't feel confident enough in his skills to do anything beyond holding her hand. He started to speak but a look from his father silenced him and set him to working on getting the drug into Lona in the ordered method. He cringed as he started to do it, sure that he was doing something wrong, that he was going to hurt her. 'Well, what do you expect from a loser like you? She's going to die and it will be your fault.' the voice in his head taunted him. Why was he so stupid, so frightened? His brother would never act like this!
"Elmer you're doing fine. This is going to be okay." Louis said quietly as he looked over his son. Elmer's fear was almost so strong that it could be felt in the air. Louis shook his head slightly. What in the world had he done wrong to make his son doubt himself to such an extent?
He was sure that it was his fault.
"She's going to complain that this is going to scar, you know,"
Chris whispered to Hook, trying to do something, anything to ease the tension as they worked at closing the incision layer by layer.
Hook laughed slightly at Chris's remark, a light hearted feeling washing over him now that they had actually managed to get the bleeding stopped, to hopefully have saved Lona. Now if someone would just get themselves down here to dig them out.... "How's she doing?" Hook asked Louis.
"We'll fix it." Time enough to worry about the lack of more blood to transfuse Lona with later. And suddenly an idea occurred to Louis as he looked over at his son. Okay, it probably would break every rule the hospital and the blood bank had for transfusions but if they had to, there was always trying a direct transfusion. They weren't going to lose Lona now. He wouldn't let that happen, wouldn't let his son go through that pain. He reached out and gently patted Elmer with one hand. "She's going to be okay. I promise you that she's going to be okay."