Lauren’s POV:
I’ve been so happy lately. Everything seems to be settling down in the war and I’ve been going back to work. I forgot how rewarding being a Doctor is, when I see the patients face after I tell them good news it’s something that makes my heart flutter and make all the sleepless nights on call worth it. Dinah has been doing better and is thinking about heading home soon. Even though I worry everyday and feel sad when I come home to a bed without Camila, I’ve still found happiness.
From the latest news report it seems that the opposing side hasn’t made any moves. There hasn’t been anymore explosions or big attacks since last month. From Camila’s last letter, it sounds like she’s doing okay. I mean, I hope so. I know how she always likes to bend the truth or leave out pretty big details, when she doesn’t want to worry or hurt me. I love that she doesn’t want me to panic but I hate that she keeps me from the truth. What if she says she’s okay, but really she’s held captive with some terrorist. I mean, I guess I wouldn’t get a letter if that were to be the situation..but still. I wish I knew exactly what’s going on. Since we’re not married yet I don’t get a medical report every few months, so I’m left on trusting her possibly bended status report..
“Doctor. Jauregui? You’re needed in room 306.” I turn around at the voice and see one of the new interns.
“Thank you, I’ll be right there.” I say over my shoulder and set the records that I was going to read, but got lost in my thoughts, on the table. And start making my way towards my new patient.
“Okay, Princess. Let’s look at what’s been going on in that little brain of yours.” I speak softly walking into the room and smiling at the young cancer patient lying on the bed. I move over to the side of the bed and pull out my flashlight shining it into her blue eyes.
“Umm. Her pupils are dilated and I can’t see clearly. Check her vitals.” I talk to the nurse on the other side of the bed, who immediately starts to check the monitors.
“Everything checks out fine. Vitals look stable.” The nurse responds after a moment of moving around and looking at boards.
“Okay, I don’t have a good feeling about this. Call up and reserve an OR for 24:00.” I say quickly and turn the head of the young patient to the side to see her ear bleeding slightly.
“Crap.” I whisper and stand back up to smile down at the little girl. I give her a reassuring squeeze of the hand and turn to the worried looking parents. “It seems like her tumor is growing fast and is pushing it’s way through the brain. We need to take her up to immediate surgery and remove part of the tumor.” I say calmly and watch the parents break down.
“But I thought you said earlier that we wouldn’t be able to take out the tumor yet. That if we did there could be major casualties.” They ask while holding each other.
“I know I said that. But right now, we have no other choice. If we wait any longer she might go into shock. We need to perform the surgery now to give us more time with chemo. We can’t remove the whole thing but hopefully most of it. But like I said before, there could be casualties. That is a risk that you’ll have to take. But I need a decision soon.” I say and look back at the young girl not knowing what’s going on. She’s playing with her stuffed bear so oblivious to everything that’s happening. I wish I could be as oblivious to all the chaos in my life.
“Okay. Do the surgery. If it’s the only option we have left.. then do it.” They cry out and run over to the bedside hugging and kissing the girl as she continues to innocently play with her bear.
“Okay, I’ll be back in 5 minutes to prepare her and take her up. I’ll give you guys some time alone” I walk out of the room and take a deep breath. This is going to be a long night. Hopefully full of coffee and miracles.
