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Testing 1-2-3, a simple plea, To check if all is working free, In life's grand and vast marquee, Let's see what the future will decree.
It was the morning of the exam and the interns were in the kitchen, studying. If you looked at Amory's track record of important tests, you would see that she'd aced every single one of them, quite literally. She'd never gotten anything less than one hundred percent on a test since her first day of college when she was fourteen.
Still, she was freaking out. She hadn't slept in two days and had her deck of three hundred flash cards practically burned into her brain.
It'd been like this for every exam she'd ever taken. She freaks out, has a panic attack right before, takes the test, and is super confident afterwards.
It's an exhausting cycle.
"how do you treat pancreatic divisum?" Cristina asked the former mode, Amory sipping on her coffee and biting her toast.
"Cristina... if you're not gonna let us sleep you have to at least let me put coffee in my cup."
"No ones stopping you..." Amory shrugged.
"I'm too tired to go," Izzie whined.
"Here, have some of mine." The short girl offered, smiling. "And, Cristina, Dorsal sphincterotomy."
"Not your turn, but correct," Cristina said. "Alex, do me now."
"I can't believe O'Malley's missing this." He sighed, taking the cards from her hands. "How's he gonna be ready?"
"Oh you're kidding, right?" Cristina scoffed. "We have Callie's cards, but George had –"
"George has Callie." Izzie cut her off.
"But you know what?" Cristina shook her head. "We have Amy, who id our own Baby Einstein. I quizzed her on all of the cards on Callie's deck and her own last night and she didn't get on single answer wrong."
Amory tilted her head with a smile on her face. "Thank you."
'What's the most frequent cause of diarrhea in hospitalized patients?"
"Is Callie coming to this bachelorette thing tonight?" Izzie asked.
"Rotavirus. Yes." Cristina answered both questions. "Uh, no, no, no. Uh, salmonella."
"Diarrhea in hospitalized patients." Alex repeated.
"It's C Diff, which can lead to toxic megacolon, perforation, sepsis, and death." Amory answered, after chugging her third coffee of the morning.
"That's what killed Susan." Meredith said suddenly, passing through the kitchen and leaving as soon as she entered.
