Off to bed to have another 13 hour work day mixing sound for the old people!
Or longer….maybe shorter…..doubt it.
I’ll be back back sometime on Sunday.
“No, Teddy and Cristina have no contact with this patient and it will stay that way. Psych won’t come down and get her. They need too. She needs help the ER can’t give her, but complaints and recommendations are going unheard,” I explain before lifting my beer and finishing it off. I hope they bring me another one soon.
“But she knows things about me, she follows me around the hospital and calls me by my first name. It’s strange and worries me. Which is why I needed to talk to you,” I say slowly.
I don’t understand what I can possibly do, he is the chief of the hospital. Shouldn’t he be able to admit anyone to Psych no questions asked? This is all sounding very creepy and worrisome.
“What can I do that the chief himself can’t?” I guess there’s no easier way to find out than asking him.
“None of this can be repeated to my wife,” I tell him. I know he understands because we have kept things from our wives when it is in their best interest. ”Cristina knows it is bad with this patient, but not as bad as it is. I’m uncomfortable passing her off to Kepner because I can’t even handle her.”
I take a deep breath. I can’t believe I’m asking this, but it is one of those things I have to make sure is taken care of. ”If anything were to happen to me, would you look after Cristina and Mia?”
I stare at him in disbelief for a long, uncomfortable moment. What is he even saying? “Owen, look, if you’re this worried you need to do something. It can’t be right that a patient this disillusioned can’t be admitted to Psych.” Honestly, I don’t know how much I can promise him. Sure, I wouldn’t mind looking after them, but I am not exactly in a position where I am able to provide for another woman and her baby. It’s no secret that Teddy is providing more for me than I am her. I sigh as his eyes practically beg me to utter the words.
“In the unlikely event that anything was to happen to you, yes, I’d look after Cristina and Mia the best I could. But it won’t come to that. We both know that, right?”
“I have plenty in life insurance, that way if anything were to happen, monetarily speaking, they would be well taken care of. You know what I mean though. I understand it is a lot to ask and I don’t think it will come to that, but I am trusting my gut on this one and preparing for the worst,” I explain. I take another long sip of my beer, wiping the foam from my mouth.
“I am doing everything in my power, but the not enough beds, not enough doctors slogan keeps popping up. She’s intruding more and more into my life and become more disorientated. I am doing everything I can, but I am a trauma surgeon,” I say. And in this case, that may not be enough.
(There is a serious lack of enthusiastic Teddy gifs…)
I am BEYOND freaking out right now! I really really really want to do an internship in Manhattan! The one negative to this internship is that it’s eight months long. I don’t care though!
OMFGIAMSOHAPPYRIGHTNOW!
This is great! Awesome for you! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
Now, can you bottle some of this amazing luck and skill and send it to me????
An yes I did just use Sarah’s trademark sayin. ;)
OH THATS MEEE. :) I wuvzz you tooo!
No it’s Patrick…-.-of course it’s you. Lol.
But really,…
Oh my god. I have to be Kimmie with the IE and not the Y. I hate the way it works. My nephews call me Aunt Kimmie. Cause Aunt Kimberly sounds so odd.
I wish I could go home to this.
“No, Teddy and Cristina have no contact with this patient and it will stay that way. Psych won’t come down and get her. They need too. She needs help the ER can’t give her, but complaints and recommendations are going unheard,” I explain before lifting my beer and finishing it off. I hope they bring me another one soon.
“But she knows things about me, she follows me around the hospital and calls me by my first name. It’s strange and worries me. Which is why I needed to talk to you,” I say slowly.
I don’t understand what I can possibly do, he is the chief of the hospital. Shouldn’t he be able to admit anyone to Psych no questions asked? This is all sounding very creepy and worrisome.
“What can I do that the chief himself can’t?” I guess there’s no easier way to find out than asking him.
“None of this can be repeated to my wife,” I tell him. I know he understands because we have kept things from our wives when it is in their best interest. ”Cristina knows it is bad with this patient, but not as bad as it is. I’m uncomfortable passing her off to Kepner because I can’t even handle her.”
I take a deep breath. I can’t believe I’m asking this, but it is one of those things I have to make sure is taken care of. ”If anything were to happen to me, would you look after Cristina and Mia?”
The Chief: Pub Chips (Henry and Owen)
I head down to the Irish Pub to meet with Henry, hopefully I can relax and have a few beers. My nerves are shot from this Emily Allan patient. She is convinced I am her husband and that I am sleeping with Cristina, cheating on…
“Thanks,” I mumble as he hands me a beer. “What do you mean dangerous? Should I be worried about Teddy?” The least place I want her and the twins is in a hospital with a maniac patient.
Now that I really take a moment to look at him, he does look exhausted and labored with worry. I’m being selfish. I know he wouldn’t under any circumstance deliberately put Teddy in danger, Cristina even less and she seems to always be around Teddy.
“No, Teddy and Cristina have no contact with this patient and it will stay that way. Psych won’t come down and get her. They need too. She needs help the ER can’t give her, but complaints and recommendations are going unheard,” I explain before lifting my beer and finishing it off. I hope they bring me another one soon.
“But she knows things about me, she follows me around the hospital and calls me by my first name. It’s strange and worries me. Which is why I needed to talk to you,” I say slowly.
The Chief: Pub Chips (Henry and Owen)
I head down to the Irish Pub to meet with Henry, hopefully I can relax and have a few beers. My nerves are shot from this Emily Allan patient. She is convinced I am her husband and that I am sleeping with Cristina, cheating on her. Reason isn’t working and Psych is in no hurry to take her upstairs…
We get a table and Owen walks to the bar to get us a couple of beer. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten beers after work, it feels good. I might have an ulterior motive, but most of all I’m worried about my friend. I want to return Cristina’s favor of looking out for Teddy, but it isn’t a burden to me at all as I suspect it might be for her, slightly at least.
“So tell me about this mess you mentioned,” He looks at me probably judging whether to share the weight on his shoulders with me or not. “Really, I’m great for unloading worries,” I wink sensing his hesitation. He’d be there for me, I’m sure.
I order us some food as well, knowing it will be a long night at the hospital. I don’t want to be stuck eating crappy hospital food. I take a long sip of my beer as I look across the table at him. I don’t want to reveal too much because it could put Teddy and him in danger, if this case isn’t settled. I have to think one step ahead of everone else.
“I am sure you are,” I say when I finally set my beer down, realizing I’ve drank half my beer already. ”But, this is a dangerous situation for everyone involved.”
I head down to the Irish Pub to meet with Henry, hopefully I can relax and have a few beers. My nerves are shot from this Emily Allan patient. She is convinced I am her husband and that I am sleeping with Cristina, cheating on her. Reason isn’t working and Psych is in no hurry to take her upstairs no matter how hard I pressure them. Maybe they will have a bed open tonight.
Things are getting creepier with her. I have to protect my family. It’s my main concern because of the danger I feel with the case, I can’t pass it off to anyone else. The less people involved with her, the better. This means that I have to be extremely careful with what I tell Henry. He just needs to know enough. He is the closest male friend that I have. I hate laying all of this on him, especially with the twins coming.
I wait outside for him to arrive, when he does, we shake hands and head inside to find ourselves a table.
(Text) See you soon bud.
