Dr. Payne
What did he mean by that.
Harry stopped looking at the computer and had focused all attention onto me again.
He just looked at me.
It was getting kind creepy.
I don't know what his intention was, never anything bad, but still unknown.
My nervousness was still growing as he continued to just stare at me and not say a single thing.
"Do you mind if I take your vitals real quick?" He asked as he rolled the chair over to one side of the room and got a stethoscope.
"Yeah, I trust you." I said with a small, scared smile as he rolled the stool next to my bed side.
I watched as be heated up the bell of his stethoscope with hand before he took my heart rate and blood pressure.
He was so close to me, I could smell his strong cologne.
He smelled of salt and the ocean, but also of pine and just outside air.
His strong scent somewhat calmed me down.
"You really are nervous, aren't you?"
I just nodded my head in response as he rolled his chair back to the computer.
"Your heart rate was really fast in the beginning, but then slowed down the longer I listened."
"You know what. Fuck it." He said before confidently getting up out of his chair.
"Where are you-"
"I'll be right back. Don't move."
Dr. Styles strutted out of my room before disappearing for 5 minutes, coming back with a stretcher pulled outside the door.
Dr. Styles grabbed my chart and handed it to me before picking me up off of my bed and walking over to the stretcher and laying me down on the stretcher.
"What's happening?"
"Since the OR will be ready soon, I'm taking you to pre-op."
Since I still had my chart in my hands, I started going through it. Flipping to the current added page about my surgery.
I only could read Dr. Styles' scribbles of Hematoma and Craniotomy, before the chart was closed on top of my hands.
"That's enough of that."
Dr. Styles snatched my chart out of my hands.
"You're nosy, aren't you."
"Just trying to settle my nerves." I said as I aggressively laid down on the stretcher.
"Let me handle that. And be careful for Christ's sake. We don't need your bleed to get worse."
Any worse? Is it that bad? No wonder he's so tense.
