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could afford the small amount in taxes and insurance since she was in the middle of the ghetto.
"One day," I mumbled to myself as I got off the train and jogged across the street to the hospital. I would make enough money one day to take care of both of us, of all of us. It would be my legacy to bring us from dipping past the poverty line to having more than enough. I'd use my excess to set up a fund to help others like me. Surely there were a handful of medical students who had used scholarships, fellowships, and loans to get their M.D. Not everyone had a paid ride and a silver spoon in their mouths. I had no doubt that Aiden did, but maybe I was being unfair.
The ER was pure chaos as I walked in, and the madness of it caused me to stop short. "What's going on?"
"Move!" A loud voice yelled from behind me, and I jumped to the left to make way for the stretcher and the two EMS guys who were running past me. The guy on the stretcher was covered in blood and shaking violently. Another two followed him.
"Shit." I ran toward the locker room and chucked my stuff in before racing back toward the ER. I wasn't allowed to diagnose or perform anything more than the nurses might be able to do, but I was an extra set of hands, and surely someone could use my help.
"Elizabeth. Get over here. There was a bombing downtown this morning. People will be piling in. Just help with check-in and triage. I'll be going into surgery for substantial injuries. Join me as soon as you can, but start here." Aiden touched my shoulder before jogging toward the OR.
I didn't get a chance to reply, but there was no need to. It was time to jump into the fray. I worked for the next two hours beside a handful of nurses, helping with bandaging, assessments, and drawing blood.
"It's going to be okay. You're in good hands, sweetheart." I touched the side of the face of the little girl who sat on the table before me, shaking. "You're okay now."
She reached for me, and I moved up, wrapping my arms around her. I looked up as Karen walked into the room and mouthed for me to come on. I mouthed back, asking where the girl's mother and father were. Karen's face fell as she shook her head. They hadn't survived.
I let out a long breath and moved back, smiling down at the girl and squeezing her tiny shoulders. "Miss Karen's going to take care of you, but I'll be back to check on you shortly. Okay?"
"Okay. Where's my momma?" She looked around wildly, and my heart lodged in my throat.
"It's okay. I’ve got this." Karen moved up beside me. "Aiden wants you in room thirty-four. Now."
I turned and ran from the room, trying hard not to let the sadness that threatened to pull me under work its magic on me. Aiden glanced up from behind the glass of the OR room he was in as I raced by. Our eyes met, but only for a moment. The need to walk in and wrap my arms around him was a bit too much.
A nurse I'd yet to meet walked into the wash room and helped me with my gloves. She looked shaken, and I wanted to offer her comfort, but I didn't know her. She might bite my head off, which was the last thing I needed before going in to help Aiden. Something told me that I wouldn't be shadowing that day, but playing his second.
"Good luck. It's been unbelievable today. Dr. Crawford is on edge, so get ready." She shrugged and turned, walking back into the small operating room as I followed her.
Aiden glanced up, his goggles in place and his brow pulled tight. "Take over for me. Keep the clamp down and get ready to move when I tell you to. We're losing this guy fast. He took a pipe to the chest, thanks to the explosion. I've removed it, but we need to patch him up fast. You know how to stitch?" His voice was biting as he barked at me.
"Yes." I moved up and took the clamp as I forced myself into the calm place where nothing mattered but saving lives. I could do this, and had done it several times over the last few years. New York was a hot bed of activity, both good and bad. The
"One day," I mumbled to myself as I got off the train and jogged across the street to the hospital. I would make enough money one day to take care of both of us, of all of us. It would be my legacy to bring us from dipping past the poverty line to having more than enough. I'd use my excess to set up a fund to help others like me. Surely there were a handful of medical students who had used scholarships, fellowships, and loans to get their M.D. Not everyone had a paid ride and a silver spoon in their mouths. I had no doubt that Aiden did, but maybe I was being unfair.
The ER was pure chaos as I walked in, and the madness of it caused me to stop short. "What's going on?"
"Move!" A loud voice yelled from behind me, and I jumped to the left to make way for the stretcher and the two EMS guys who were running past me. The guy on the stretcher was covered in blood and shaking violently. Another two followed him.
"Shit." I ran toward the locker room and chucked my stuff in before racing back toward the ER. I wasn't allowed to diagnose or perform anything more than the nurses might be able to do, but I was an extra set of hands, and surely someone could use my help.
"Elizabeth. Get over here. There was a bombing downtown this morning. People will be piling in. Just help with check-in and triage. I'll be going into surgery for substantial injuries. Join me as soon as you can, but start here." Aiden touched my shoulder before jogging toward the OR.
I didn't get a chance to reply, but there was no need to. It was time to jump into the fray. I worked for the next two hours beside a handful of nurses, helping with bandaging, assessments, and drawing blood.
"It's going to be okay. You're in good hands, sweetheart." I touched the side of the face of the little girl who sat on the table before me, shaking. "You're okay now."
She reached for me, and I moved up, wrapping my arms around her. I looked up as Karen walked into the room and mouthed for me to come on. I mouthed back, asking where the girl's mother and father were. Karen's face fell as she shook her head. They hadn't survived.
I let out a long breath and moved back, smiling down at the girl and squeezing her tiny shoulders. "Miss Karen's going to take care of you, but I'll be back to check on you shortly. Okay?"
"Okay. Where's my momma?" She looked around wildly, and my heart lodged in my throat.
"It's okay. I’ve got this." Karen moved up beside me. "Aiden wants you in room thirty-four. Now."
I turned and ran from the room, trying hard not to let the sadness that threatened to pull me under work its magic on me. Aiden glanced up from behind the glass of the OR room he was in as I raced by. Our eyes met, but only for a moment. The need to walk in and wrap my arms around him was a bit too much.
A nurse I'd yet to meet walked into the wash room and helped me with my gloves. She looked shaken, and I wanted to offer her comfort, but I didn't know her. She might bite my head off, which was the last thing I needed before going in to help Aiden. Something told me that I wouldn't be shadowing that day, but playing his second.
"Good luck. It's been unbelievable today. Dr. Crawford is on edge, so get ready." She shrugged and turned, walking back into the small operating room as I followed her.
Aiden glanced up, his goggles in place and his brow pulled tight. "Take over for me. Keep the clamp down and get ready to move when I tell you to. We're losing this guy fast. He took a pipe to the chest, thanks to the explosion. I've removed it, but we need to patch him up fast. You know how to stitch?" His voice was biting as he barked at me.
"Yes." I moved up and took the clamp as I forced myself into the calm place where nothing mattered but saving lives. I could do this, and had done it several times over the last few years. New York was a hot bed of activity, both good and bad. The
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