Page 491 of End Game

The ER room fills quickly.

Not chaotically.

There's a difference.

Chaos means nobody knows what is happening or what needs to be done.

This is controlled motion.

Monitor transferred.

Second IV.

Blood drawn.

Venous gas.

Chemistry.

CBC.

Beta-hydroxybutyrate.

Fluids wide open.

Urine when they can get it.

Catheter if they need it.

Questions.

How long has she been diabetic?

When was her last insulin?

What antibiotics?

Any vomiting?

Any known kidney disease?

Any pregnancy possibility?

“No.” That answer comes out sharper than the others.

The nurse glances at me.

“She has an IUD.”

“Okay.”

Cami opens her eyes again while they're removing the Pod.

She flinches.

“Sorry,” the nurse tells her. “We're taking this off.”

I move close enough that she can see me without turning her head. “I'm here.”