Monday, November 22:

Rampart

Dixie McCall stopped to talk with Roy before he was released. "How's my favorite paramedic doing?" she teased.

"I bet you say that to all the guys!" Roy teased back.

"Nope. Only to the ones who give me the most business."

They both immediately thought of one paramedic who not only brought in a lot of business, but also occasionally provided the business personally. "How's Johnny doing?" Dixie had not seen him at all since the previous week. She had tried to phone a couple of times, but there was no answer.

Roy sighed heavily. "Not too good. He's … He's pretty discouraged. He's talking about not taking the exam again."

Dixie digested the news a moment. "Now, that would be a real loss." Remembering that further depressing an injured patient was not really good nursing practice, she added, "Well, I'm sure it will all work out eventually." Dixie smiled her best nurse's smile and patted Roy on his good shoulder. "Now, you go home and behave!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Roy returned the smile.