Grey's anatomy.
In which Helena Campos, a surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, tries to navigate a whole new world of medicine, friendship and and a fair amount of drama.
How will she preform in this new arena?
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Season 9, episode 9
"Good morning, Lefkowitz." Helena smiled brightly as she entered a kid's room, Jo behind her.
"Did you bring it?" The young boy asked, a tube in his nose.
Searching in her lab coat pocket, Helena handed him a small, silver device, about the size of a water bottle's cap.
"That's the whole thing?" The father asked.
"It is." The fellow nodded, explaining to Jo as she palpated the kid's abdomen. "Lefkowitz here has gastroparesis, which means he can't digest his food. He was an epic puker for a long time..." She winked at the boy playfully. "...but now her can't really eat at all. So we're gonna get him a gastric neurostimulator." She covered the boy's stomach again, after palpating it, to turn to the boy. "This little thing is gonna zap your stomach so it remembers to push the food down your system. Then your parents will just have to give you burgers are fries, won't they?"
"It's amazing..." The mother exhaled.
"It is. Not for the guys at the airport x-ray, though, they're gonna go nuts."
"That's sick." The boy chuckled.
"And this is Dr. Wilson, she is going to be operating with me." Helena introduced, the intern smiling at the boy. "She's a good one, Iron Man, even for a baby surgeon."
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"Hey!" Bailey called out for Callie, as Lena charted by the ortho attending at a nurses station.
At the sight of the bride, Callie started humming a wedding tune with a smile, making Miranda complain. "Don't!"
At that, the song only grew louder, Callie only giving in as Bailey started to leave. "Alright, alright, alright, I'll stop. Jeez."
Letting out a small chuckle, Helena asked. "Need anything, Bailey?"
"Yes, I do." The shorter woman announced. "When you, Callie and Arizona get to the wedding tomorrow, don't sit down."
As Helena furrow her brows, she questioned. "What do you mean, don't sit down?"
"Just find a place and stand there."
"You want us to stand in the back..? Then we won't be able to hear anything." Callie complained, the peds surgeon tilting her head.
"Stand in the damn front." Bailey shrugged.
"And block everybody's view? I mean, if were- I don't..." Callie computed, as Helena's eyes widened with realization.
"Just pick a spot, it's not complicated!" The general surgeon let out, exasperated, as Helena gasped, her expression soft.
"Callie, I think that she's-"
"You know, Torres, people allow you to open them up with a knife." Bailey started, interrupting her former intern. "If they knew you couldn't follow a simple instruction, they would run like the wind from this place."
