The Choice

Chapter 1

My grandmother in her white and black coloured dress sitting in the classic teak wood chair and serving me coffee in my favourite mug. Suddenly the view changed and her face turned bloody red dripping from her forehead and the corner of her mouth.

I woke up sweating , my t-shirt sticking to my body.And having the same dream over and over again from the last week was not quite working for me. I felt dehydrated and reached out for the water bottle to my left on the oakwood desk. After quenching my thirst.I checked my phone it was six in the morning.And decided to get up if I had to reach the hospital in time.

I got off the bed and slipped on my favourite Captain Marvel slippers and went to the washroom.After brushing my teeth. I stared at myself in the mirror. Today felt like it is going to be a cheerful day at the hospital probably without any deaths. And then the amazing dream resurfaced in my memory.

My grandmother,she passed away two months ago by a tragedic accident.I don't like talking about it as it feels like a bullet has ripped through my heart.So I had started to work non stop I don't have to think about it and not grieve.

"Oh shit, it seven already.I have to be at the hospital by eight." I quickly took a shower and changed into a normal black coloured t-shirt and a pair of torn blue jeans.
I went to the kitchen and made a sandwich.And rushed out of the house grabbing my laptop bag.

As I reached the hospital.
"Good morning Sierra." I wished the receptionist". Who smiled in return.
I waited for the elevator when it came there were other doctors whom I wished good morning.
I went to the Chief's room. He gave me a special case to handle. I walked down to north- east surgical wing and met my interns over there.There were five residents. And each resident had four interns under them.
I had two girls named Sarah and Sia and two boys named Jake and Neal. There were the best interns anyone could have. The perfect amount of curiosity, attentive and hardworking.
I told Sarah to take care of the pit.
Told Jake to get the labs. Neal to take care of the free clinic. And took Sia with me to assist me with the special case.
We reached her room and took out the file and started reading it infront of the patient.
It said
Name - Franchesa Cooper
Age - 38
Problem : FoP
I asked Sia " What is FoP?"

She replied excitedly "Fibrodysplasia ossificans progressiva (FOP), also known as Münchmeyer disease, is an extremely rare connective tissue disease. It is a severe, disabling disorder with no current cure or treatment. It is the only known medical condition where one organ system changes into another."
Like I said always top on her game.I said "Yes you are right Sia,now please get a CT scan for me".
I started comforting the daughter and told her that nothing would happen to her mother.
Sia arrived and shooked her head and said that a nerve in her brain was bleeding.
"It's impossible." I said.
Then I started explaining her daughter that an internal bleeding in her heart would be difficult to operate."If we do nothing then she will die in two days if we proceed with the operation then she will at least have two years."
The daughter agreed.
I asked Sia to pre-op and to book the OR3.
I went in and scrubbed in and wore the PPE and gloves and mask and went into the surgery.
Dr.Sloan gave her anaesthesia.And I slowly started to cut her brain open and Dr.Duke was observing through the microscope to give me the exact location of the bleeding.
I started to repair the nerve but it did more damage than better.Her heart rate started increasing we gave her a dose of dopamine but it did not help and within a minute we lost her.

I called out the time of death 13:16.
I felt broken and felt sad it was after two months that I had lost a patient.I was now figuring out how to tell the daughter that we just lost her mother after I gave her hope of recovery.

It always is the most difficult thing to tell the family that they list one of their near ones is the hardest thing to do
I told her daughter "I am sorry...We could not save her. Time of death 13:16."
As I told her she bursted into tears.She fell on the chair beside the hospital bed and started to cry. Her father came in and hugged her tightly from the back and cried silent tears.

I just stood there wondering that it just takes two minutes for our day to fall apart.The cheerful day was reaking of death now.