Sorry, in writing the next chapter I did some more research in shoulder dislocations and realised that I was missing some things so I've just updated a small part of this chapter to make it more correct.
She strolled solemnly down the corridor headed for the lift when a sudden throbbing pain began in her wrist.
"Ow, ouch." She held it tightly to herself, staggering over to the wall and sliding down it to the floor.
Henrik had heard the news that Naylor had kicked the young doctor off the ward and decided to find her down on Keller, although as he made his way to the lift he recognised the messy short hair of the girl crouched by the wall and jogged over to her, "Tabitha, are you alright?"
"My wrist… is killing me." She whimpered.
"Give it here." He held out his hand for the limb.
She held it out to him, tears trickling down her face.
Henrik manoeuvred her hand around causing Tabby to shout out in pain, "Have you been doing compressions?"
"He went into VF, I had no choice."
"You could have got Ms Naylor to do it."
"If I didn't ride the trolley I wouldn't be fast enough on my feet. Plus I was the only one small enough to climb on top. Ow Henrik it really hurts."
"I know. Come on, come to my office, we need to have a talk." He helped her to her feet and supported her as they made their way to his room of peace and quiet, away from the wards, sometimes away from the people.
He settled her onto the sofa before crouching next to her and taking off her splint.
Tabby sucked in through her teeth, "Ow, ow, ow."
"I know, I know." He pressed around her wrist examining it and feeling for any abnormalities, "Well, nothing feels out of place, you must have just aggravated it, I'll get you an ice-pack and you can sit in here until the swelling goes down." He stood and raided his draw for an ice-pack, clicking it open and placing under Tabby's wrist. He looked over her tearful face, "Would you like some pain killers?" He stroked her hair.
She nodded silently and he kissed her head before raiding his draws again.
"Now, about your deceased patient…"
"Henrik, please-"
"Is this your first?"
There was a moment of silence as Tabby tried to formulate her words.
"Y-yes, but that's a doctors life though isn't it, people die people live, that's just how it goes."
"Tabitha, you mustn't force yourself to keep strong, it's your first death."
"I mustn't get involved, I must stay detached."
"Yes but it's no use keeping emotion bottled up."
"Honestly, I'm fine, he came, he died, he never spoke to me, I never got to know him; therefore I have nothing to feel."
Henrik looked unsure, "Well, as long as you're ok with it."
"I am." She assured.
"That's good then."
*Knock knock*
"Come in."
"Mr Hanssen, I came to retrieve our young Dr Rees, Mo Effanga told me she seen you two heading here so…"
"I'll join you now Malick." Tabby reached for her splint.
"Come here, Tabs, I've got that for you." He helped put it on for her.
As she left she heard her name called in a hushed voice, turning back, Hanssen had a serious look on his face, "No overly physical tasks." He warned.
"This is Ms Yuki Yamamoto from Japan; she doesn't speak very good English so it would be nice if you could do some translation work for us." Malick explained.
"Ok, kon'nichi wa Yamamoto-san, ogenki desu ka?" (Ok, hello Ms Yamamoto, how are you?)
"Genki desu, arigatou sensei." (Fine thank you doctor.)
"Watashi wa Isha Tabitha Rees desu, koreha Holby City hospuritaru. Toutsuu wa doko desu ka?" (I am Dr Tabitha Rees, this is Holby City hospital. Where is the pain?)
"Koko." (Here.) The woman stroked her shoulder.
Tabby put on some gloves and began to examine the shoulder.
"Aita!"(Ouch!) Yuki exclaimed.
"Ok, gomen'nasai." (Ok, I'm sorry.) She turned to Malick, "I'd like to order an x-ray, query dislocation." She turned back to Yuki, "Watashi wa kangaeru anata motte iru zureru kata. Anata wa ishi iku no ma ekkususen." (I think you have a dislocated shoulder. You will go for an x-ray.)
She pushed her fingers onto Yuki's wrist, "There's a radial pulse." She pressed around the regimental badge area, "Tezawari sono ka?" (Feel that?)
"Hai." (Yes.) She winced.
"Axillary nerve seems fine." She moved her hands down and pressed around the hand, "Soresura ka?" (Even that?)
"Hai."
"Watashi no hando shibori ka?" (Squeeze my hand?), "Kou, arigatou." (Good, thank you.), "Radial nerve function seems fine. Ok, I want that in a sling, I also want a consult from orthopaedics please?" She asked, "Arigatou, Yamamoto-san."
She squeezed some sanitiser on and headed to the nurses' station with Malick.
"Well done, I'll leave you in charge of that patient then." Malick complimented.
"*cough* 'That patient' has a name you know, it's Ms Yamamoto, you should try looking at her as a human not an object." Tabby scolded to which Chantelle smiled at, finally a doctor around here who doesn't just look at a hospital as a garage for broken cars but as a place of healing for sick people.
Tabby picked up the phone, "Radiology please… Hi, it's Tabby Rees from Keller here I was wondering if you could book a patient in for an x-ray, name Yuki Yamamoto, dislocation of the shoulder?... Any time would be great… in ten minutes? That's excellent. I'll see you shortly, thank you."
Everybody around the nurses' station stared at her, bewildered.
"What?" She shrugged.
"That was radiology, right?" Malick asked, stunned.
"Yes." Tabby narrowed her eyes, "What's the problem?" She glanced around the team.
"You've got an appointment for ten minutes time?"
"Yes." She was still totally puzzled, "I don't get what's so wrong?"
"You know radiology slots are like gold dust right?"
"Your point being?"
"How the hell did you get one for ten minutes time?"
"What? Is it supposed to be difficult or something?"
"1) You weren't put on hold and 2) You got a slot for ten minutes time."
"Yeah, but she's the big cheese's right hand woman and no-one wants to piss off the Swedish Meatball now do they?" The ginger cardiologist sauntered in.
"Ah, Jac Naylor, what brings you down to our lair?" Malick asked.
"Just came to consult a patient, who called me?" She looked around for the caller.
"That was me." Ric strolled over raising his hand, "Bed 6, Mr Mockery…" They began to stroll over to their patient.
"WHERE'S ME WIFE!" A man staggered onto the ward.
Tabby headed over, "Excuse me Sir, may you keep it down, now what's your wife called?" She recoiled slightly when she smelt his breath.
"Sally, Sally Howard!" He growled in a northern accent.
"Ok, let's look her up shall we?" Tabby led him over to the screen on the pillar next to the nurses' station which listed the patients on the ward. As she clicked about Hanssen emerged through the doors seemingly looking for someone when he spotted Tabitha.
"Well, her name doesn't appear to be here, were you involved in the M4 incident?"
"For fuck's sake, do I look like I did all this in the garden? This could only happen when a 74 seater coach comes hurtling towards yer at 60mph on its side." He rolled his eyes.
"Ok, I was just checking so we could narrow down what wards to look in now let's try AAU." She began to search the AAU list when he suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Stop treating me like I'm an idiot!"
She managed to shake off his grip, "Do you mind, Mr Howard, I do not appreciate being grabbed in such a way." Her voice quivered slightly.
"Oh, would yer rather me grab yer like this?" He slapped his hand onto her arse cheek and squeezed tightly.
Tabby growled as she wacked his hand off, "DON'T TOUCH ME!"
As she turned to him though his fist approached her face and before she could dodge she was knocked to the ground.
The man staggered backward slightly from the force of his blow, Hanssen and Jac managed to stabilise him as Ric approached him and sniffed slightly.
He looked the drunk man over, "Get him out of here." He spat.
Meanwhile Tabby got herself to her feet with the help of Chantelle and Malick and as a couple of security guards entered to take the man away Tabby swiped her hand under her nose to reveal the expected red liquid.
"Come on Tabby, let's get that nose sorted, or else you'll be worrying the patients." Chantelle tried to sound cheery.
"Um, Malick, our French patient, I'd like you to take a look because I'm quite confused about his symptoms." Arthur explained.
"Sure thing Digby Dog."Malick headed over whilst Arthur reached over the desk for a book.
"Ah Dr Digby, just the person; may I have a word?" Henrik then turned and headed to by the doors.
"Er, yes, yes of course…" He followed the boss, "Um, should we talk in the office or…?"
"Out here will be fine." Henrik interrupts, "One of my colleagues is heading on a course run by an old friend of mine at the RCS, it's a 6 month intensive training course for General surgery and laparoscopic surgery with some robotics, the general surgery is more for the other person but I think it would be a great opportunity for you to go along with her."
"Er, yes of course, that would be great, um, who is the other person?"
"Dr Tabitha Rees."
"Oh, right I see. So when is it?"
"Next month, for 6 months, transport, hotel and course is all paid for, I will email the niggly details later if you're definitely going."
"Yes, of course, I think it would a great opportunity. As Winston Churchill said, 'The pessimist sees difficulty in every opportunity. The optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty'." He chuckled awkwardly, fading off when he realised it wasn't quite the most fitting quote.
Hanssen gave his confused amused look, "Right well, I'll email you the details." He turned and left.
"There we are, patched and ready to go." Chantelle packed her kit away.
"Cheers." Tabby hopped off the bed and checked her watch, "Aw crap, I've got to get Yuki down to x-ray." She swiftly zipped through the curtains, "Thanks Chantelle!"
"Hello again Edward, I have two heading your way next week, is that alright?... Excellent, I will speak to you again before the date, thank you very much for agreeing to do this… alright, goodbye." Henrik placed down the phone. He sighed before turning to the gift card he had in front of him: Tabby, Have a great time, see you at Christmas, Love Henrik xxx.
He then opened his draw to reveal the prettily wrapped box the gift card was going to be attached to.
*Knock knock*
He shut the draw quickly, "Come in."
"Mr Hanssen, you wanted the information on Tabby's first deceased patient?" Johnny's Scottish accent was unmistakable.
"Ah yes, thank you."
"Well, turns out he was the driver of the coach. On first examination of the body they found that the lung puncture was caused by a broken rib, he must have gone into the steering wheel during the crash."
"Ok."
"Bad news though, Tabby's compressions might have aggravated the puncture, the pushing on the rib cage would have moved the broken rib around the small wound and made it bigger, so even if she did resuscitate him, the lung damage may have been too much to repair."
"Ah." Henrik rested his fingers on his lips in thought, "But her actions didn't cause the death."
"Well, no, he died from heart failure but if he did survive the ventricular fibrillation her actions may have led to his death." Johnny explained. He noticed Henrik's worried expression, "I haven't dumped Tabby in the shit have I?"
"I certainly hope not." Henrik whispered.
"Chodo koko ni suwatte, kipu wa mada shite kudasai." (Just sit here and keep still please.)
Tabby helped Yuki onto the counter as she was handed a lead protection vest. She settled the woman and returned to behind the screen. After a few seconds she returned with the radiologist who moved the x-ray machine around to different point before they both returned back behind the screen to take another shot. Finally it was finished.
"Shiage, omigoto. Bokura wa ishi teikubakku nare shi za byoutou." (Finished, well done. We will take you back to the ward.) Tabby smiled, she then helped Yuki into the wheelchair before wheeling her back to the ward.
As they arrived back on the ward she helped Yuki back into bed when behind her Henrik and Johnny entered the ward. Johnny pointed out where Tabby was and they both headed over to her.
"Ok, kokochiyoi ka?" (Ok, comfortable?)
"Hai, arigatou." (Yes, thank you.)
"Miss Rees, may we have a word?" Henrik asked from the foot of the bed.
"Yeah, of course." She turned to Yuki, "Sumimasen." (Excuse me.) She then followed the two men to the office.
"Ms Campbell, may we disturb you for 5 minutes?" Johnny asked as he sauntered through the door.
"Of course, just give me two seconds to collect my things and I'll be out of your way." She picked up a couple of folders and headed out of the door suddenly catching Tabby's eye, "Oh dear, have we been naughty?" She chuckled, "Just kidding." She tapped her on the shoulder and headed out. Once the door clicked shut Henrik turned to Tabby and folded his arms.
"Now Tabitha, your punctured lung patient…"