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anesthesiologist. The operating room is supposed to be a secure environment. It’s not our fault the hospital hired a
criminal.”
“Well Jenna, the anesthesia doctors may not
have been the ones that pulled the trigger on the proverbial gun, but at least
some of you left the gun loaded, cocked, and sitting out. Without the gun sitting there, none of
this would be happening.”
Jon’s harsh words left Jenna feeling
wounded.
She asked shrilly, “You think we are at
least partially responsible for all this? How can you think something like that?” Heat rose up Jenna’s neck.
Unable to face Jenna’s shocked expression,
Jon left the room to scrub for the case. He never answered her question.
The next four hours of the case passed
uneventfully. Jon chatted mainly
with the nurses, while his selection of jazz blared from the operating room
speakers. Normally, Jenna would
have been annoyed by the loud music – today was different. At least it relieved her from feeling
obligated to engage in any further conversation with Jon. For the duration of the case, Jenna
stayed hidden behind the surgical drapes, silently lost in thought.
The case finished up around noon. In the recovery room, Jenna was in the
middle of giving report to the nurse when she felt a hand grip her
shoulder. She glanced back to see
Jon, standing behind her. He
whispered in her ear, “Jenna, I can’t change the way I feel, but, for what it’s
worth, I really hope that none of your patients were infected.”
Jenna smiled nervously and whispered, “Me
too.”
CHAPTER 10
Jenna’s stomach growled as she left the
recovery room and headed toward the cafeteria in search of food. Passing the nurses’ lounge, she noticed
it was unusually crowded. Spotting
Rebecca, Jenna sprinted to catch up with her in the hallway.
“Hey, Rebecca. What’s going on in there?”
Rebecca spoke softly, as if she were
divulging a secret. “Keith Jones is
going to update the staff on the hep C stuff.”
“Is this meeting just for nurses, or can I
go too?”
Rebecca responded kindly, “I don’t see why
you can’t attend. Go on in. There’s some pizza in there, so feel
free to help yourself.”
“Thanks,” Jenna said. She headed into the crammed nurses’
lounge and stood inconspicuously near the doorway. Even though the pizza smelled delicious,
her appetite had disappeared.
Most of the rectangular lounge was occupied
by a large dining table. The
relatively small amount of remaining space was inadequately suited to
accommodate what appeared to be at least fifty staff members who had gathered
for the impromptu meeting. Every
chair at the long dining table was taken, some being shared by two nurses. Other staff members stood against the walls. Even though most of the staff took
advantage of the free lunch, they chewed their food in silence, not wanting to
miss a single detail of what Keith Jones was about to say.
Jenna surveyed the room. Finally, at one end of the table, she
spotted the CEO. They had never
been introduced. In fact, the first
time Jenna ever had a face to put with his name was the day she saw him on the
news. However menacing Keith Jones
appeared to be on TV, in person he was more formidable. The CEO was undeniably handsome, but in
a hard, chiseled sort of way.
With practiced style, Keith Jones held up
his hands, signaling everyone to quiet down. The gesture was unnecessary. Every person in the room had already
fallen completely quiet. Keith
Jones confidently addressed the crowd, “Thank you all for coming. I know it’s your lunch period, but with
so many staff members, this seemed like the best way to gather the most of you
in one place. Hopefully, you all
got something to eat. Just so I
have a sense of who is in attendance, are most of you operating room nurses and
scrub techs?”
Many of the staff simply nodded.
criminal.”
“Well Jenna, the anesthesia doctors may not
have been the ones that pulled the trigger on the proverbial gun, but at least
some of you left the gun loaded, cocked, and sitting out. Without the gun sitting there, none of
this would be happening.”
Jon’s harsh words left Jenna feeling
wounded.
She asked shrilly, “You think we are at
least partially responsible for all this? How can you think something like that?” Heat rose up Jenna’s neck.
Unable to face Jenna’s shocked expression,
Jon left the room to scrub for the case. He never answered her question.
The next four hours of the case passed
uneventfully. Jon chatted mainly
with the nurses, while his selection of jazz blared from the operating room
speakers. Normally, Jenna would
have been annoyed by the loud music – today was different. At least it relieved her from feeling
obligated to engage in any further conversation with Jon. For the duration of the case, Jenna
stayed hidden behind the surgical drapes, silently lost in thought.
The case finished up around noon. In the recovery room, Jenna was in the
middle of giving report to the nurse when she felt a hand grip her
shoulder. She glanced back to see
Jon, standing behind her. He
whispered in her ear, “Jenna, I can’t change the way I feel, but, for what it’s
worth, I really hope that none of your patients were infected.”
Jenna smiled nervously and whispered, “Me
too.”
CHAPTER 10
Jenna’s stomach growled as she left the
recovery room and headed toward the cafeteria in search of food. Passing the nurses’ lounge, she noticed
it was unusually crowded. Spotting
Rebecca, Jenna sprinted to catch up with her in the hallway.
“Hey, Rebecca. What’s going on in there?”
Rebecca spoke softly, as if she were
divulging a secret. “Keith Jones is
going to update the staff on the hep C stuff.”
“Is this meeting just for nurses, or can I
go too?”
Rebecca responded kindly, “I don’t see why
you can’t attend. Go on in. There’s some pizza in there, so feel
free to help yourself.”
“Thanks,” Jenna said. She headed into the crammed nurses’
lounge and stood inconspicuously near the doorway. Even though the pizza smelled delicious,
her appetite had disappeared.
Most of the rectangular lounge was occupied
by a large dining table. The
relatively small amount of remaining space was inadequately suited to
accommodate what appeared to be at least fifty staff members who had gathered
for the impromptu meeting. Every
chair at the long dining table was taken, some being shared by two nurses. Other staff members stood against the walls. Even though most of the staff took
advantage of the free lunch, they chewed their food in silence, not wanting to
miss a single detail of what Keith Jones was about to say.
Jenna surveyed the room. Finally, at one end of the table, she
spotted the CEO. They had never
been introduced. In fact, the first
time Jenna ever had a face to put with his name was the day she saw him on the
news. However menacing Keith Jones
appeared to be on TV, in person he was more formidable. The CEO was undeniably handsome, but in
a hard, chiseled sort of way.
With practiced style, Keith Jones held up
his hands, signaling everyone to quiet down. The gesture was unnecessary. Every person in the room had already
fallen completely quiet. Keith
Jones confidently addressed the crowd, “Thank you all for coming. I know it’s your lunch period, but with
so many staff members, this seemed like the best way to gather the most of you
in one place. Hopefully, you all
got something to eat. Just so I
have a sense of who is in attendance, are most of you operating room nurses and
scrub techs?”
Many of the staff simply nodded.
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