4 ● Yohan ● 16.09.2022

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September 16th, 2022

Yohan, New York



To say that I was nervous, was an understatement. Not only nervous, but mad as hell. I was supposed to have a day off for dad's surgery, but another surgery at work popped up unexpectedly and I had to stay at the hospital. My current state didn't really help with performing said surgery, but it's not like I had a choice.

So here I was, three hours in, deep into some man's brain, trying to fix whatever needed to be fixed, but I just couldn't focus properly, I needed something to calm down, but I didn't know what could help. I looked up at the clock and noticed that it was half past six, and that meant that dad's surgery must have began already, since it was scheduled at around six. And after thinking about it, I knew exactly what would calm me down. Some reassurance. "Nurse Jean, call OR one at New York Presbyterian for me please, and ask for doctor Harris," I spoke to the nurse that was sitting near the phone, doing some charts. She looked up at me with confused eyes. "And put it on speaker," I added, giving her an impatient look.

She didn't question me more though, and picked up the phone. "Hi, this is nurse Jean from NYU Langone, calling for doctor Harris?" She spoke hesitantly and then put the call on speaker. I heard some ruffling there and some quiet voices.

"Doctor Harris speaking," I finally heard his voice, and that was already a big relief. It sounded normal, calm, just what I needed.

"Jesper talk to me, what's happening? Have you started yet?" I asked right away, not bothering with the honorifics, I was simply anxious to know what was happening, I didn't care what people around me thought about it. I may have been deep into someone's brain at the moment, but I never lost my focus. I was doing my job and I waited for Jesper to say something.

"Doctor Lee, what a pleasant surprise," he spoke and I could hear a smirk in his voice. "Wait. That's weird. Your dad is doctor Lee. I never thought of it before, that's like the first time I called you doctor. What should I call you? Doctor Yohan? Does that sound okay?" He kept rambling and that only irritated me.

"Doctor Harris, can you please focus for a minute?" I asked with exasperation. I think it was the first time I called him doctor as well, it did feel weird.

"We haven't started anything yet, doctor Lee junior, he's just been sedated, and I'm scrubbing in," he explained in a serious tone. Lee junior? Really? "Aren't you in surgery as well? Is it even safe for you to call me?" He asked with a confused voice and I heard the water tap being turned off, he finished scrubbing.

"If you don't mind, doctor Harris, I'd like to stay on the line throughout the whole surgery," I proposed, though it wasn't really a proposition, it was more of a demand, I wouldn't take no for an answer.

There was a minute of silence on the other end of the line, some more ruffling, some more talking, and I was getting impatient. "I'm fine with it, as long as it doesn't endanger your patient in any way, or mine. I need to hear that you'll be able to take whatever may happen here, Yohan, without messing up with your patient," he spoke softly, almost like we were the only ones on the line, like I was the only person that would hear what he just said, and I wish I was.

"I'll be fine," I said after thinking about it some more. "Trust me," I added, just to reassure him, reassure everyone in the operating room. I wasn't about to break down here and kill my patient obviously, none of that.

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