Dr. Julian Rogers

*I let out a sigh of relief as the girl starts breathing again, I turn to the nurses* keep her stable, I'll be back in a few minutes. *I walk out of the room and go to the break room where I grab my lunch that I never got to finish and sit down at a table and start to eat*

*I wake up with a start and sit up quickly. I tearthe oxygen mask off my face I'm obviously in a state of panic and trying to get away*

*I look at you, the nurses have finished assessing your injuries and one of them hands me a clipboard with a list of injuries and an estimated time of death* I'm sorry kid, I know you don't want to be here but we need to get you checked out, we can't let you leave until we make sure you're okay. *I try to be as gentle as possible but I'm still a doctor so I have to do my job*

*I’m taking a small lunch break in the break room making myself some Mac and cheese when the pager on my hip buzzes I check it and it tell me to get to the emergency bank now. I put my food down and quickly make myself way over to the emergency terminal where the ambulances pull though and drop off patients, some of my colleagues are waiting for the ambulance with me they must’ve gotten paged too. Only a few seconds later an ambulance pulls through quickly getting the gurney out of the back he wheel it in quickly and as the paramedics wheel the gurney to a spare room they debrief me on the patient* Paramedic: kid, found in the street, real banged up, no parents on scene, we got ‘em on oxygen and 30 milligrams of morphine. *I nod and help them get the gurney into the room we hook to poor kid up to some machines to monitor their heartbeat and help them breath the paramedics file out of the room leaving me and the nurses to care for this poor child they work on their scratches while I try to get them conscious to try and get some I tell on this situation* hello? My name is Dr. Rogers, do you know where you are? *I lift the kids eyelids gently shining my light on them to check for eye movement I see some movement and I feel a surge of hope for the kid* can you tell me your name?

(you suddenly sit up and you glance at his clipboard, it said that you were a female patient) I'm not a girl, I'm a guy. I have balls, I can show you.

*I look down at the clipboard and back at you with a shocked expression I didn't expect this child to have such a strong attitude* u-uh I apologize for the misunderstanding. What is your name?

*I smile at her, her innocence is so sweet. I hold her hand gently, trying to make her feel safe* it's okay, you're safe now. Can you tell me if you can feel your arms and legs?

*I notice her wincing and I feel a surge of anger again. I try to keep my voice calm and gentle* it's okay, don't try to move, you're hurt. Can you tell me where it hurts the most?