He shook his head.“Then he leaves me no choice.”
“You want me to write it up?”
“Yes.From when you came in.”
“Sure.”
Great.She now had two cases to write up.But first she had to speak to the husband.
She sighed and returned to the desk.“Where is Geraldine’s husband?”
Nancy glanced at her.“Why isn’t Visek doing that?”
“Because he gave up and left me with it.”
“Leave it for Dr.Singh to do.He’s the attending.It’s not your responsibility.”
“Except it kind of feels like it is.I was the person there at the end.”
“Then get Marcie or Melanie to do it with you.”
No.Both women were hard-pressed enough.
Dr.Visek sauntered past, and she put herself in his way.“You need to speak to her husband,” she reminded him.
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
Her eyes widened.“Geraldine was your patient, so you have an obligation to go out there and explain to her husband exactly what you did and what you didn’t do.”
His gaze narrowed.“What Ididn’tdo?”
She matched his glare.
“You hate me,” he muttered.“You always try to make me look bad.”
Fury rose swift and sure.She had to clench her hands to hold it in.Getting into a fight and finally telling the senior resident what she thought of his lazy, shortcut ways was not going to solve anything.“I don’t need to try hard to do that, do I?”
He gasped, and she realized what that sounded like.
But she shook her head.She wasn’t about to feel bad for calling out his lazy incompetence.“Are you going to speak to the husband or not?”
“Not.”
Wow.Well, it looked like someone wasn’t planning to have a job here for too much longer.
Fine.Now she’d have to go speak to the woman’s distraught husband.From what they had been told the accident was the man’s fault, because he’d swerved to avoid a couple of ducks waddling across the road.In doing so he’d swerved straight into two cars, one of which had hit the passenger side where his wife had been sitting.Such a stupid reason for someone to die.Now the man would carry this guilt forever.
“I wish I could speak to him,” Nancy sympathized.
“Thanks, but you’re swamped already.”
“Are you sure you can’t get someone else?”Nancy frowned.“You don’t look great yourself.”
“It’s okay.I’ll do this.If maybe the next thing could be a little easier that would be nice.”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Gen moved out to the waiting area adjacent to the general emergency waiting area, where they tried to keep the loved ones of the patients they’d been working on.The man sat on a gray plastic chair, next to the chaplain, and a police officer who was taking a statement.
