Cross Crease (On The Edge Book 3) by Elizabeth Hartey

Author:Elizabeth Hartey [Hartey, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-08-19T23:00:00+00:00

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“I have four evals and two humongous offensive tackles here all at the same time,” Dr. Mackenzie Monroe—or Mac, as she prefers to be called—blows out a huge breath and tugs on her drooping ponytail to pull it back up into place. Dr. Mac is the director and current doctor on staff at EliteCare.

“I’ll let you handle a couple of the evals. None of them look like anything too serious: sprains, strains. A frozen shoulder might be the worst of them. Sorry to throw you into this craziness your first week here but we’re short staffed with Tammi out on maternity leave, Dr. Joe traveling with the Ducks, and Dr. Madelyn with the Chargers this week. I didn’t expect the morning to be this busy. I’ve got a few more PTAs coming in this afternoon. For now, though, it’s you, Penny, and me.”

“Evals. No problem.” A week into my internship and I’ve been thrown into the water without a life preserver, so to speak.

I love the fact Mac trusts me to do the evaluations—at least on some of the minor injuries, for now. She always takes time with the patients I’ve evaluated before we start treatment on them anyway, even if the condition is minor. It’s a requirement for any eval done by interns. Still, the evaluations give me a chance to hone my diagnostic skills, while really getting to know the patients.

Elite is a bustling clinic even on so-called slow days. The state-of-the-art gym, Olympic size pool, full body cryotherapy chambers, and best sports therapy DPTs in the state are some of the reasons every professional and college team in the Southern California area send their athletes here. Not only for acute or chronic injury care but for prevention, strength, and conditioning training as well. Some of the DPTs here rotate weeks traveling with professional teams.

It’s the clinic of my dreams, the place I’m hoping to land a job when I get my doctorate. And the non-stop pace has kept my mind off a particular goalie who will not be named. One week and so far my prayers have been answered—no injured Winds’ players.

“You’ve been doing a great job, Heaven. I’m so grateful they sent us an intern with your knowledge and expertise. I don’t know what I would do if I had to lead an intern around by the hand while at the same time dealing with our patient numbers.”

“Whatever you need, Mac. I can handle it,” I assure her.

“I’ll spare you handling the linebackers. It seems the bigger they are, the louder they whine.” She smirks.

“Serious injuries?” Mac is the most skilled and compassionate DPT I’ve worked under. I’m a bit surprised by her seeming insensitivity to the football players.

“Sprained thumb and a sprained ankle.” She quirks a brow. “But they bellyache more than the female high school soccer player I have rehabbing a post-op torn ACL.” She shakes her head.

“Oh. I see.” I smile. I completely understand. Most athletes I know could have a limb hanging off and still want to continue playing.

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