Extreme Medical Services: Medical Care On The Fringes Of Humanity by Jamie Davis

Author:Jamie Davis [Davis, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MedicCast Productions
Published: 2015-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

Two days after the incident with Lydia, the Siren, he met Rebecca in person. Her offices were downtown in a high-rise suite. He parked in the underground garage and opted to walk up the stairs to the lobby rather than to use the elevator, as was his habit. He was a little anxious about the meeting. He wondered again if his reaction was a sign of weakness. He knew intellectually that it was not, but there was still a part of him that wondered about his own inner strength.

Once in the lobby, he found the building directory on the wall next to a bank of elevators. He saw the name he was looking for, CISM Solutions, located on the 7th floor. When the elevator arrived he waved to let the others enter first and then stepped on, asking the man nearest to the panel of buttons push the seventh floor for him.

He was thinking about what he would talk about with Rebecca as the elevator car stopped at the third, fourth and fifth floors before arriving at seven. He stepped off the elevator into the hallway. The sign for CISM Solutions was next to the second door on the right. He walked over to it and walked inside.

The waiting room was empty, and there was no one at the reception window when he entered. He wrote his name and time of arrival on the clipboard; then he sat down in one of the four chairs lining one wall next to a coffee table with a few scattered magazines on it. He saw two recent EMS magazines. He opted to browse his phone social media feed while he waited to be called. He could hear the murmur of voices behind the wooden door across the room from where he sat. The soft music from the speakers in the overhead ceiling kept him from understanding anything that was said, which was the point, he supposed.

After about ten minutes of waiting the door opened, and a man and a woman came out. “I’ll email you a reminder about your next appointment, Ian,” a woman said.

“Thanks, Rebecca,” the man said. “I’ll be there.” He walked to the exit and left.

“You must be Dean,” the woman said extending her hand. “I’m Rebecca.” She was a lot younger than he expected. Maybe in her mid to late twenties. She had shoulder length red hair, wore a navy blue woman’s business suit and slacks with a white blouse. She had some jewelry on but not much. Dean stood up and shook her hand.

“Uh, yes, I am,” he said. “I guess I’m in the right place.”

“Come on back, Dean,” she said, smiling. “Let’s go into my office and get to know one another for a bit.” Rebecca led the way to the door and gestured for him to enter first. There was a desk and desk chair in one corner next to a window as well as a small love seat and chair combination with an end table in the corner between them.

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