Welcome to the Suspense World of Reason…
Choices Part IV
I am rushing to the hospital because I am running late. Apparently, I overslept. In my entire time in med school I have not overslept once. So I am not sure what happened or why, but I can’t remember anything about last night. I probably got drunk and slept with someone else’s boyfriend. Okay, that was a bad joke. But on a serious note, I am worried, because it’s not like me to be so late. And right now I really don’t want to draw any attention to myself. Maybe I am more stressed then I realize, and I should have taken that cruise like Brian said. Or at least I should have taken a few days off. Maybe it’s not too late; I’ll call him after my shift and see if he can set it up.
I finally get to the hospital and I run to the lockers so I can put on my scrubs.
“Good morning, Miss Late,” Ashley says, “I tried waking you up this morning, but you were knocked out. I’ve never seen you like that. Did you take something?”
Am I a horrible person because I feel more powerful than Ashley for the first time? Maybe it is the reason I feel more powerful that makes me a horrible person and not the actual emotion itself.
“Hello, can you like hear us,” Beck says. Beck is a fellow med student. I like Beck; she’s always been nice to me.
“Sorry. No, I didn’t take anything. I just… I don’t know. Has anyone noticed I wasn’t here? Did Dr. Long ask for me,” I ask nervously.
“Nope, he’s not even here. Like no one has heard from him. Dr. J did notice though,” Beck responds.
“Well, I’m off girls, I just came to change because some stupid lady threw up all over my scrubs,” Ashley says as she walks out the locker room.
“Hey, Amy, I’m glad we’re alone, I have been meaning to tell you something. I know it’s like none of my business and it’s not like we’re friends or anything but people are starting to talk, so I just wanted you to be aware of what’s like going on,” Beck says sounding unsure of herself.
“Um okay,” I say slowly.
“Well like I said, people talk and it’s starting to get around. Not like the whole hospital or anything, just like our class, but who knows, like it could go further than that you know,” Beck says, “Like people have been talking about what’s been going on between you and him and then today, you both don’t show up for work… Amy, like it just looks really bad. He works here, and if you guys get caught, they might kick you out of the program”.
How could they have found out about Dr. Long? His office is in the part of the hospital that no one ever goes to, and he always makes sure I don’t scream. He knocked two of my teeth out the one and only time I did try screaming. Maybe someone got lost and wondered over there and saw us? But how, the door is always closed and there’s no window. What am I going to do if the whole hospital finds out? They are going to think I’m a whore. Poor Dr. Long, wonderful surgeon, beautiful wife and perfect kids, tempted by the unstable med student. I can’t let them find out. I have to think of a way to make it so I can still keep my job and what’s left of my dignity.
“Amy, I didn’t mean to pry, and like I hope I’m not being rude, but like don’t just ignore me,” Beck says.
“What, oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ignore you. I was thinking,” I say.
“Oh, well ok. Just keep what’s going on between you guys private, like don’t make it so obvious. I mean the way you two look at each other is ridiculous,” Beck says.
“What? I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” I respond.
“Amy, don’t play crazy. Everyone can see that you and Raymond are like totally having sex. Well everyone except Ashley,” Beck says, “Look, I’m not judging you okay, everyone knows Ray liked you first, but it still doesn’t make it right”.
“Is there anything, ‘everyone’ doesn’t know,” I say with a smile, relieved that “they” only know about Ray and I.
Beck shakes her head and says, “Whatever Amy, I gotta get back, just like totally think about what I said”.
“Look who decided to finally show up for work. Do you plan to stay in the locker room all day,” Dr. Harry says from the door.
“Oh, Sorry,” I say as I rush out the locker room. Dr. Harry always scares me. He’s always so serious and intense. I don’t even know what he’s doing here; his unit is on the other side of the hospital.
“Dr. Cater, have you heard from Dr. Long,” Dr. Harry asks walking behind me.
“Um, no sir,” I said trying to walk faster, but he follows me.
“He has not shown up to work and he is always punctual. We called his cellular phone but it is going straight to the voicemail,” Dr. Harry says.
“Oh, okay,” I say.
“Well, Dr. Carter, you work with him very closely, do you have any idea where he could be,” Dr. Harry asks.
“Uh no, no sir,” I say softly.
“Are you sure,” Dr. Harry asks.
“Yes, Sir,” I say.
I guess he was satisfied with that answer because he walks away without looking back. I hurry to the nurse’s station to see what I’m supposed to do since Dr. Long isn’t here. As I am looking over my assignment I see Dr. J and I hurry to my patient’s room before he can see me. I don’t feel like being asked questions I do not have the answers to.
“Hello, Maryanne, how are you feeling today,” I ask my patient.
“As good as I can be, being 20 months pregnant, CD,” Maryanne says. She always gets my name wrong; I’ve given up trying to correct her.
“Well, your vitals are looking really good,” I say, “And that baby is going to come out one way or another. We are going to try giving you one more round of Oxytocin and if that doesn’t work, I’m going to reach in there and get her out myself”.
“I would really appreciate that, DVD,” Maryanne says laughing loudly, “How many centimeters am I”? Oh boy, first I was a CD now I’m a DVD.
“About 4 centimeters,” I respond, “Only 6 more to go”.
“That seems like forever. It’s taking me over an hour per centimeter, STD,” Maryanne responds. Ok she has to be doing this on purpose. No way she thinks my name is ‘STD’.
“I know, hang in there, you’re almost there. And when that baby comes out you won’t even remember any of the pain,” I say suddenly sad, thinking of my baby that was taken from me. Rosy, that would have been her name. As I am thinking of her face and little arms, Dr. J comes into the room and whispers in my ear that we are being called into a meeting.
“Hurry yup Carter,” Dr. J says when I don’t move.
“Okay,” I respond, “Maryanne I will come back later to check on you”. That was odd of Dr. J. He never comes into a patient’s room without addressing the patient, and since when am I “Carter” to Dr. J.
“Dr. J, wait up, what is this all about,” I say practically running behind him.
“Just hurry up,” Dr. J says as he rushes to the meeting room. Ok it’s official. Dr. J is definitely acting strange. We get to the small conference room and I see that my whole class is already here.
“Okay, now that we have everyone here,” Dr. J says, “I just wanted to be the first one to tell you, as you know Dr. Long did not show up for work today. We called his wife and eventually we called the police and about ten minutes ago they found his car at the bottom of a ditch”.