Call the Doctor

Embarrassed It happened in the beginning of September 2014 not too long after the school year had just began. I had been having on and off stomach pains for a couple of weeks. I finally decide to go to my mom and tell her I couldn’t take it anymore. We go to emergency and they start running test. That was when I found out I had IBD. The kept me in the hospital for over two weeks. During that time period was one of the hardest times of my life. When I had gotten discharged, I had no idea that…

in my legs as my husband and I walked countless miles on a path around a soccer field at a park nearby the hospital I planned to deliver at. I had recently left my last doctor appointment and was told that a cesarean was the most logical option to consider with a baby measuring 9.5lbs during an ultrasound earlier that day. My doctor advised that I was dilated…

becomes ill, however when David’s father Wes Hayden, the local sheriff, decides that they should call his brother Frank, one of the town’s local doctors, to come over and check on her, Marie declines. Frank still comes with the request by Marie that Gail Hayden, David’s mother, stays in the room with her during the check-up. The decline leads to Gail Hayden…

In the short story, The First Appendectomy by William A. Nolen, the author explains to the readers, even when times get tough you should not until the job is finally done. Dr. Nolen was a beginner,“After two months of my internship... I’d watched the assistant residents work… [and] made an occasional incision” (Nolen 146). Since this appendix operation would be his first ever procedure Dr. Nolen prepared enough to the point where he could retell the steps like he says his name and all the hand…

The first scene starts with a 27-year-old Harper Skye working on her computer. She continues typing until her secretary walks in to tell her she has a phone call on line three. Harper says thank you and picks up the phone, just to realize it's her mother on the other line. We hear a slight swear word from under Harper's breath while her mother has already started talking a mile a minute . They continue to talk about little topics until her mother tells her that Sebastian, her ex-boyfriend…

How could I possibly have to decide how my sister dies? I knew something had to be done but why do I have to make the decision? I thought about it. The doctor gave me a day, and I finally decided to do it myself. I was sure she’d prefer it that way. Numbly, I walked to her room saw her laid out on a stretcher. I picked up the syringe that was on the table and took one last look at my dying sister. Swiping…

“Go find those two patients, Hannah. I’ll be back soon.” “Don’t call me Hannah. “Hannah sounds way more cute than Han does!” I sighed, rolling my eyes and deciding that if Caleb was actually being serious, there was something to that Doctor Howard. I needed to find Josh, but where would be be? “PLEASE DON’T LET HIM DO THIS TO ME! DON’T! N-NO! NO!” My attention was quickly jerked to the end of the hallway…

Adriana and How She Overcame Her Disability “Daddy look out!!” Adriana, a sweet little six-year-old girl living in Spanian, screamed, pointing at the oncoming red GMC Sierra 1500. As Adriana’s family went whirling towards the bright headlights of the pickup-truck that was speeding down the wrong side of the road by a drunk driver, the vehicles collided. All the family could hear were the high-pitched screams coming from Adriana and her 10 year old sister. Adriana’s long, curly, dark brown and…

best friend, and my girlfriend Lizzy. However, people keep coming to visit I can't remember them. To be completely honest, I don't even think I know them. They all have thick Australian accents like me, I think that they are all guys. I've heard a doctor come in a few times and mention to whoever is in the room how long I've been in the coma. So far I've been in it for about two months. I've received many, "please wake up" carried on with soft cries, and "don't leave me." I've tried to wake up,…

The dreaded evening lull. That is what emergency room physicians detest, to see a steady, and reliable flow of patients, slow, to a trickle. You can hear the audible click of the clock as the waiting room empties, and as the waiting room quiets, the halls swell with a steady orchestra of monitors, alarms, and chit chat. Myself, well, I could be found in no routine location, no designated cubicle, but rather on a WOW, a workplace on wheels. See, I was an emergency department physician scribe, for…