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get a lot of repeat
customers." She paused. "I already spoke with her. She said she
doesn't want to talk to you."
I dropped into the chair beside her. It
sank down to midget-height under my weight, reflecting my mood. "What
happens then? Will the psychiatrist come
in?" When I admitted Walter, Dr. Forbes had said he was in the middle of a
case and would see him on the ward. I couldn't see the psychiatrist rushing in
to interview Reena Schuster.
"I can give him my assessment. So
can the medical student. But it's not unusual for patients to be antagonistic.
You could try talking to her. Usually, they're cooperative if you keep
trying."
Of course I would try, but my stomach
tightened. I felt light-headed. I pinched my wrist to ground myself. I'd
inserted tubes down people's airways and shocked people's hearts. Why did I
have so much trouble on psych? "Sure. I just wonder why she keeps coming
back here, if she refuses to see me."
She pointed to the address on the chart.
"She's in our sector."
That made me think of Mrs. Lee again. I
rubbed my forehead. Nancy gave me a strange look. "Headache," I said,
trying to act as normal as possible. I checked my watch. It was almost 11:30
a.m. I asked Robert to come with me. It would be faster if we did it together,
and he could take over if she refused me.
I strode in the office. Reena was sitting
in the corner with a coat over her shoulders despite the heat outside. The same
friend took the chair closest to the door. "Hi, Reena—"
She put her hands to her mouth and almost
screamed. "I don't want to see you!"
My teeth clenched together so abruptly, I
bit the skin inside my lower lip. Why did she hate me so much?
Robert gasped and almost bumped into my
back. "Sorry!"
I ignored him. I clutched her chart
harder to my chest. I would not drop anything this time. "I know you don't
want to see me. I'm sorry—"
Reena covered her eyes. "Oh, God, you're sorry!"
Jodi slid off her chair and put her hand
on Reena's arm, her body blocking me. "Chill."
Reena shoved her away. "I will not fucking chill, you bitch!" Her
face was blotchy, as if she'd been crying or sleeping face-down. Her pupils
were dilated and her lips were cracked. I wondered if she was on something. I
started to glance at her chart, to check her vital signs, but Reena twisted her
hair around her fists again, arresting my eye. Was she going to hit me next?
I stood frozen in the doorway, blocking
the medical student, until I heard Nancy's heels tapping toward us.
I relaxed a smidgen and let her through.
She said, "Now, now, Reena."
Reena pointed at me, her index finger
trembling. "You want me to confess. You want me to go crazy. But I
won't!"
Why would I want that? I shook my head.
"Of course you won't, Reena."
Jodi threw her arm around her. "Everything is fine."
" LIAR! "
She launched her head back and I could hear her gnashing her teeth. She was an
animal.
I gulped. Jodi tried to draw her into her
arms, but Reena shoved her away, shouting over her shoulder at me, "You
should just give me drugs! I'm not fucking talking to you! You can't make me!
Do you want me to get suicidal? Is
that what you want, bitch? Would that make everything even? Well, I
won't!"
She pounded to the other side of the exam
room and wrenched open the door to the hallway. Two people waiting for their
X-rays looked up, startled, as she rushed toward them.
Reena veered sharply to the right, then burst
out of the emergency department exit on to the street.
Chapter
8
The hospital guards looked shell-shocked.
They stared at Reena Schuster, fast-disappearing down Péloquin street, and then back at us for guidance.
"Oh, my God! Should we call a code?" I asked Nancy.
With a code white, they could've wrestled Reena down.
Nancy hesitated. "It would be the
police now. She's off hospital property."
Jodi snapped, "Don't bother. She's
fine." She raced after her, blasting past an old couple hobbling into the
emerg. The woman with a
customers." She paused. "I already spoke with her. She said she
doesn't want to talk to you."
I dropped into the chair beside her. It
sank down to midget-height under my weight, reflecting my mood. "What
happens then? Will the psychiatrist come
in?" When I admitted Walter, Dr. Forbes had said he was in the middle of a
case and would see him on the ward. I couldn't see the psychiatrist rushing in
to interview Reena Schuster.
"I can give him my assessment. So
can the medical student. But it's not unusual for patients to be antagonistic.
You could try talking to her. Usually, they're cooperative if you keep
trying."
Of course I would try, but my stomach
tightened. I felt light-headed. I pinched my wrist to ground myself. I'd
inserted tubes down people's airways and shocked people's hearts. Why did I
have so much trouble on psych? "Sure. I just wonder why she keeps coming
back here, if she refuses to see me."
She pointed to the address on the chart.
"She's in our sector."
That made me think of Mrs. Lee again. I
rubbed my forehead. Nancy gave me a strange look. "Headache," I said,
trying to act as normal as possible. I checked my watch. It was almost 11:30
a.m. I asked Robert to come with me. It would be faster if we did it together,
and he could take over if she refused me.
I strode in the office. Reena was sitting
in the corner with a coat over her shoulders despite the heat outside. The same
friend took the chair closest to the door. "Hi, Reena—"
She put her hands to her mouth and almost
screamed. "I don't want to see you!"
My teeth clenched together so abruptly, I
bit the skin inside my lower lip. Why did she hate me so much?
Robert gasped and almost bumped into my
back. "Sorry!"
I ignored him. I clutched her chart
harder to my chest. I would not drop anything this time. "I know you don't
want to see me. I'm sorry—"
Reena covered her eyes. "Oh, God, you're sorry!"
Jodi slid off her chair and put her hand
on Reena's arm, her body blocking me. "Chill."
Reena shoved her away. "I will not fucking chill, you bitch!" Her
face was blotchy, as if she'd been crying or sleeping face-down. Her pupils
were dilated and her lips were cracked. I wondered if she was on something. I
started to glance at her chart, to check her vital signs, but Reena twisted her
hair around her fists again, arresting my eye. Was she going to hit me next?
I stood frozen in the doorway, blocking
the medical student, until I heard Nancy's heels tapping toward us.
I relaxed a smidgen and let her through.
She said, "Now, now, Reena."
Reena pointed at me, her index finger
trembling. "You want me to confess. You want me to go crazy. But I
won't!"
Why would I want that? I shook my head.
"Of course you won't, Reena."
Jodi threw her arm around her. "Everything is fine."
" LIAR! "
She launched her head back and I could hear her gnashing her teeth. She was an
animal.
I gulped. Jodi tried to draw her into her
arms, but Reena shoved her away, shouting over her shoulder at me, "You
should just give me drugs! I'm not fucking talking to you! You can't make me!
Do you want me to get suicidal? Is
that what you want, bitch? Would that make everything even? Well, I
won't!"
She pounded to the other side of the exam
room and wrenched open the door to the hallway. Two people waiting for their
X-rays looked up, startled, as she rushed toward them.
Reena veered sharply to the right, then burst
out of the emergency department exit on to the street.
Chapter
8
The hospital guards looked shell-shocked.
They stared at Reena Schuster, fast-disappearing down Péloquin street, and then back at us for guidance.
"Oh, my God! Should we call a code?" I asked Nancy.
With a code white, they could've wrestled Reena down.
Nancy hesitated. "It would be the
police now. She's off hospital property."
Jodi snapped, "Don't bother. She's
fine." She raced after her, blasting past an old couple hobbling into the
emerg. The woman with a
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