Chapter 7
"The man is seizing. He came in here complaining about a migraine causing neck stiffness. He said he has chronic migraines but this was unbearable. His father had a brain tumor so we ordered a CT scan and an MRI. Both came back negative so we were going to order a spinal tap and an angiogram but, he lost consciousness and began seizing!" Rick sighed as I quickly threw off my Cub's polo.
"Kent, toss me some scrubs!" I yelled and he whistled, tossing me a blue scrub top. "I know, i'm losing it! I went from an 8-pack to a 6-pack!" I smirked, throwing it on. "Where is he?" I sighed, running along side Rick.
"He's in the OR, floor 2!" He mumbled, sprinting up the stairs.
When we got up there, we quickly scrubbed in and walked in on a neurosurgeon checking his vitals.
"I didn't want to operate until I had Casey check! I think he's hemorrhaging!" He gulped and I nodded, grabbing the light out of Rick's pocket.
"Doctor Sosa!" I sighed, lifting up the patients eye lids, checking the pupils.
"Doctor Callahan!" She laughed and I rolled my eyes, laughing slightly. "Never thought I'd see you in an OR again!" She gulped and I shrugged.
"Duty calls!" I sighed, placing the light back in Rick's pocket. "Dilated pupils, it's a subarachnoid hemorrhage! You need to get in there and clamp the artery asap!" I gulped.
"Scalpel!" Dr. Sosa huffed, sticking her hand out. "I bet you missed every minute of this Case!" She looked over at me before making an incision on the man's head.
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Fanfiction"That's quite an impressive resume Ms. Callahan! An MC over in Afghanistan?" The man looked at me and I nodded. "Yes sir! On duty for 25 months..." I gulped. "Well, what brings you back over here to Chicago as a trainer? You have much more than th...
