Emergence by Shira Shiloah MD

Author:Shira Shiloah, MD
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shira Shiloah, MD
Published: 2020-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

The next morning Roxanne, Alfonzo, and Justin were in pre-op seeing patients when they heard the effect of their evening efforts. “What do you mean it’s cancelled?” A loud male voice reverberated into pre-op from the OR control desk outside. “No one cancels my cases without discussing it with me.”

“Guess who,” Roxanne said to Alfonzo and Justin and hung her stethoscope over her neck. “I’ll be right back,” she told her patient. She pushed the silver button on the glass door to exit and the three walked out of pre-op and found D.K. pacing. He wore scrubs and a white lab coat.

“You cancelled my cases?” he said to Roxanne, his voice low, walking toward her. “You don’t get to simply cancel my cases without discussion. I’m in charge, not anesthesia.”

Alfonzo stepped in between them, his broad shoulders inches below D.K.’s, and put his hand lightly on D.K.’s chest. He nudged him away from Roxanne. “The Department of Anesthesia has cancelled your cases today, not Dr. Roth alone.”

“For what reason?”

“Maybe if you’d answered your phone you would know, Dickie,” Roxanne said. “Where have you been?”

“None of your business where I’ve been, snowflake.”

“This isn’t productive, is it?” Alfonzo said quietly. Someone had called security and two armed officers were watching the scene as were several PACU nurses, including Nick. “Dr. Webb. A word?” Alfonzo said, and pointed to the doctor’s lounge.

D.K. spotted the security men behind him. He muttered something under his breath and followed Alfonzo into the lounge. Roxanne and Justin walked behind them and Roxanne motioned with her head for security and Nick to join them. She texted Brian Armstrong as she walked.

OR doctor’s lounge STAT. D.K. here.

The lounge was empty at this hour since most of the surgeons and residents were already in the operating rooms. The coffee pot was empty but the smell still permeated the room.

“Listen, this is what’s going to happen,” D.K. said, his arms folded across his expansive chest, his hands tucked under his armpits. “You’re going to send for my first case and you’re going to do it right now.”

Roxanne took a deep breath and stood with a table between her and D.K. Alfonzo and Justin stood on either side of her. “Your patient, Geeta De Silva, died yesterday while you were nowhere to be found.”

A flicker of concern crossed his face. “No one called me. What’d you do to kill her? She was fine when I left her with you.”

“What did I do?” said Roxanne. “I resuscitated her, coded her, and watched her die from your cut!”

“She wasn’t bleeding when I left, you must’ve been rough on her during extubation. You did something.”

“I’ll tell you right now, Dickie Webb, I know you cut her and left her to bleed to death.” Roxanne was yelling now. “And the autopsy will prove it. You’re an incompetent surgeon and a despicable human being.”

A smirk formed on D.K.’s lips. “This coming from the hospital whore. Who are you currently screwing?” He looked from Justin to Nick. “The surgeon or the nurse?”

Roxanne’s face flushed.

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