ᴘʀᴏɢɴᴏsɪs || ɢʀᴇʏ's ᴀɴᴀᴛᴏᴍʏ ғᴀɴ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪɪ: ᴀ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴀʏ's ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ

The good physician treats the disease; the great physician treats the patient who has the disease.

William Osler

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Night turned to day as the interns finished the first twenty-four hours of their careers. Making it down to the recovery wing where multiple patients are cordoned off with curtains for privacy, Dr. Julie Chen was at the nurses' desk chatting with them, when she heard a familiar voice speak. O'Malley was checking on a patient while Grey came and stood next to the resident as she checked her charts.

"4-B's got post-up pneumonia," the one who called O'Malley 007 said to a nurse. "Let's start antibiotics."

"Are you sure that's the right diagnosis?" The older nurse asked worriedly.

"Well, I don't know," Alex Karev, she remembered his name, said sarcastically. "I'm only an intern. Why don't you go spend four years in med school and then let me know if it's the right diagnosis? She's short of breath. She's got fever. She's post-op. Start the antibiotics." Walking away from the nurse, Julie heard him say, "God, I hate nurses." Stopping next to Julie and Meredith, he introduced himself, "I'm Alex. I'm with Jeremy." He looked at his fellow intern, not recognizing the Asian female next to him, "You're with the Nazi, right?"

"She may not have pneumonia, you know?" Meredith told him, not impressed with how he treated the nurses. "She could be splinting, or have a P.E."

Annoyed, Karev started walking away and said, "Like I said, I hate nurses."

"What did you just say?" The female intern was offended. "Did you just call me a nurse?"

"Well, if the white cap fits," he smirked.

Both Julie's and Meredith's pagers go off, and while the resident rushed off to see to Katie, the intern took her time as she cursed, "Damn it, Katie."

"Not the time, Grey," Julie called back. "Let's go."

Rushing to Katie's room, they come upon the nurses converging on the teen's room. As they rush inside, Christian, one of the male nurses, said, "She's having multiple grand mal seizures. Now, how do you want to proceed?"

"Grey?" Dr. Chen asked as she checked Katie's vitals.

But Meredith was frozen as panic set in, barely hearing as the nurse said, "Dr. Grey? Are you listening to me?! She's got Diazepam – two milligrams of Lorazepam – I just gave the second dose."

"Grey, snap out of it!" Julie snapped at the intern.

"Dr. Grey, you need to tell us what you want to do," Christian was getting frustrated with the intern as he glanced over at Dr. Chen. "Dr. Grey!"

Snapping out of it, Meredith grabbed the chart and looked over the dosages given to her, "Okay, she's full on Lorazepam?"

"She's had four milligrams," a female nurse told her.

"Did you page Dr. Bailey and Dr. Shepherd?" The intern asked.

"Lorazepam's not working," Christian told her.

"Phenobarbital – load her with Phenobarbital," Meredith ordered.

The male nurse injected the teen with the drug, "Pheno's in."

"No change," a third nurse said.

"You paged Dr. Shepherd?" Grey asked once more as anxiety rolled off her in waves.

"I just told you," the third nurse told her annoyed.

"Well, page him again! Stat," the intern snapped.