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Previously on All Saints...
(pants)
Slow down, slow down, slow down.
It's alright, Nelson. I'll look after her. You help Jack.
I hate these panic attacks.
I get so scared and I can't breathe.
Maybe the counselling thing's not working. Like, totally not working.
This is my problem. I need to deal with it my own way.
You're not going to tell Terri?
No.
Don't you think she deserves to know the truth?
Can we just forget...
..about it?
It never happened.
MAC: It's going to be a big night for her, and Gill's really stressing out.
CATE: I can't believe you haven't meet them before.
I've met them before,
but tonight's the first time our folks are meeting.
It sounds ghastly.
Gill's gone and bought my mum this pendant
as a kind of gift to mark the occasion.
(haughtily) That sounds terribly nice.
That's Gill.
But now I've got to get something for her mum
or I'm going to be forever damned as the cheap son-in-law.
Don't ask me. I know nothing about posh etiquette.
When will I get the time to go shopping today?
RADIO: 978, are you clear for call-outs?
Copy that, Base.
SIRENS WAIL
Here, over here!
Hi, I'm Cate. This is Mac.
Can you tell us what happened?
She was working inside, I saw her stagger out
then she clutched her chest and down she went.
What's her name? Diedre.
Diedre. Diedre, can you open your eyes for me?
She had any history of heart problems, chest pain before?
She never said anything about the pain.
Is it a heart attack?
We don't know yet. Has she been conscious at all?
No. (pants)
I haven't been able... (puffs) ...to wake her.
Are you alright? I'm fine. I'm fine.
Please!
Can you smell that? What?
I don't know, it's something bitter.
Mac, we've gotta get out of here.
Call headquarters. Tell them we've got a possible CBR incident.
Car 978 to HQ.
THEME MUSIC
RADIO: A local doctor has told Radio 102FM
that side effects of exposure
can cause nausea, dizziness and headaches.
If you are experiencing any of these symptoms,
you are advised to contact
your local emergency department immediately.
Anyone who may have been...
I want the patients assessed quickly.
What we're looking for is shortness of breath,
dizziness, nausea, agitation.
Only people in the immediate vicinity of the farm will be affected.
It's highly unlikely
that anyone eating poultry from the farm will be harmed,
but even so the Health Department is doing a partial recall.
So, we shouldn't get too many casualties?
No, except that these stories bring out a lot of nervous Nellies.
Tell all walk-ins they're in for a long wait,
and refer all non-urgent cases to the medical centre or their GP.
Are we at risk? No, we're not at risk.
CHARLOTTE: There is no possible transfer from patient to staff?
No, contamination only occurs from direct inhalation,
skin absorption or oral ingestion.
There - no risk,
except my foot up your date if you don't get cracking!
I've got an easy day if you want me to stay.
Appreciate that, Vincent.
SIRENS WAIL
Get back to the hospital and get checked out,
and give yourselves the day off.
Have they got it under control?
Yeah, there was a leakage of water
from the chook pen down to where they store the cyanide.
Apparently ammonia and cyanide don't mix too well.
What are they doing with cyanide? Rat poison.
How many people are possibly affected?
Maybe a dozen workers or so.
Diedre's through decontamination.
We need to get her out of here as soon as possible.
Oi! Kid. Move away from there!
Go on, get out!
You'll make a great father some day. Thanks.
Diedre Gordon - collapsed post cyanide exposure.
Decontaminated on-site.
GCS of five, intubated following respiratory arrest.
BP 102/68, pulse 52.
How many other patients at the scene?
About a dozen, maybe more.
Diedre's husband Miles will be along shortly.
Today's their 36th wedding anniversary.
Some anniversary.
Okay.
Let go there, mate. It's alright. There we go.
Straight through there.
Come on, mate.
Take a seat. Now, tell me what your problem is.
We stopped to get some grass for the kids' rabbits
near that farm where the emergency is.
And are you experiencing any symptoms?
(children chatter) Nauseous, headachy...
Not now, Brett.
Okay, how are the kids? Are they sick?
It's hard to know with Robbie.
Brett says he's okay but he's very agitated.
Okay. I'll just do some obs.
Okay, Brett, let's pop you up here, mate.
There you go. You're a heavy boy.
Well do some obs on you, mate. (Robbie gurgles)
There we are. Ssh, ssh.
Charlotte, got a couple of patients out here.
Hey!
You okay? Yeah.
Can I tell Terri you'll be out in a moment?
Yes. Yeah, I'm coming.
(sighs)
Hey, Frank, have you got a minute? What?
We were decontaminated at the site
but the firies said we should get checked out anyway.
Got any symptoms? Nah.
Then go away! Go on.
Hello, Tracy. I'm Dr Beaumont.
I'm sorry, I wouldn't usually rush down like this
but the radio made it sound so dire.
You did the right thing.
I'm more worried about the kids.
We'll examine them, as well.
So...um...what can cyanide do?
I mean, can it be fatal?
The manifestation of cyanide intoxication is dose dependant
and it's highly unlikely you were exposed to high levels
as you weren't near the scene for long.
Brett, leave Robbie alone!
Sorry. That's okay.
Hi, Tracy. I'm Terri. I'm nursing you today.
Tracy, I'll need to do an examination and get a full history
and then we'll do some blood tests.
That could be a problem.
Why? Are the boys afraid of needles?
No, it's me. I'm seriously needle-phobic.
I've had hypnotherapy, relaxation techniques, you name it.
I can't control it.
Mum! Shush, Robbie.
We need to get some bloods,
so we'll give you some gas to help you relax.
We'll put anaesthetic cream on the needle site
so you won't feel a thing.
Organise some nitrous oxide and topical anaesthetic
and apply it to the site.
Even with that, I'm still likely to freak out.
Don't worry, we'll get you through it.
How about I examine the boys
while we wait for that anaesthetic to kick in, and I'll come back.
Brett, Robbie.
Brett, Robbie, come with me. We'll do something really fun.
Okay, you're off? Good boy.
Can you hold the robot?
You hold it.
Let's go do something really fun.
(whines) No. No!
Come on. It will be alright. Come on.
You seem to have the touch there. Shut up, Jack.
Stop dragging him around like a sack of spuds and you'll do better.
Come here, young man. Now, what do you need?
B-L-O-O-D-S, cyanide levels.
Good-o. How would you young men like to be junior doctors?
Yeah, you get to cut up rats.
Yuck. Yeah.
She's acidotic, pH 7.36.
Recheck her gases in 20 minutes,
we may need to give her sodium bicarbonate.
We're still waiting on her blood cyanide levels.
Her BP's dropped back to 85/42, and that's her ECG.
Can you give her a stat bag of saline.
Set her up for a metaraminol infusion, 21mg/h.
Anything else we can try? No, I don't think so.
Cyanide poisoning this severe is usually fatal.
What's the story here?
She's deteriorating.
Have you tried dicobalt edetate? Yeah, three times.
Send her up to ICU. They can take care of it.
I thought that we... No.
She won't make it, there's no-one to special her.
We need the room for people we can save. End of story.
Okay, I'll organise an ICU bed.
MILES: Where's my wife?
Where's Diedre?
When you're settled, I'll find out.
She's all I've got, mate.
We've been together since high school.
Today's our wedding anniversary.
Jack, everything under control? Yeah.
Call me if you need a hand.
How's everything going here?
Bit better.
Great. Let's get started.
Remember what I said?
Mask on. Lie nice and still, big deep breaths, relax through the gas.
It's alright, it's only going to take a minute.
You hold my hand for me. Lie nice and still. That's it.
Tracy, I need you to calm down. I am not going to hurt you.
Nice deep breaths. Use the gas.
(screams)
This is absurd.
Jack! I need you to take bloods.
Alright.
Tracy is extremely needle-phobic, everything's set up and ready to go.
You okay to do this? Yep.
I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.
It's alright. We're going to put this back on.
Nice deep breaths, okay? Hold my hand.
There you go.
Okay, Trace. Let's get this over and done with.
I'm going to be very quick. You won't even notice me.
You squeeze my hand as hard as you like.
(soothing) It's okay. That's the way.
(sighs)
Some phobia she's got.
I'm sorry, I should be more tolerant but she just got under my skin.
Which patient's pregnant?
One of the walk-ins.
Hope it's good news.
Hello. More on that breaking story now.
And at this stage, authorities report
that around 20 people have been decontaminated at the scene
and transported to local hospitals.
At least one person is thought to be in a serious condition.
These images are just to hand.
A medical spokesperson suggests
that anyone who was in the vicinity of the farm this morning
should seek medical advice.
The signs and symptoms of cyanide poisoning include nausea...
Okay, have you been anywhere near the farm?
What farm?
The poultry farm where the leak occurred.
No.
But I did have a chicken sandwich for my lunch yesterday,
and now I'm feeling all sick and dizzy.
The chicken has nothing to do with it.
I'm sure you'll be fine. 0h.
Excuse me.
St Leonard's is nowhere near Gordon's Farm.
Yeah, but better safe than sorry. Right, mate?
Right.
Can I everyone's attention, please?
Could you listen to me for a moment?
(yells) Will you shut up, please?!
Thank you very much.
My name's Frank Campion.
I am the Director of Emergency here.
Now, people with a serious problem need to be seen quickly.
So I want to speed up the process with your assistance.
Could you put up your hand
if you think you're suffering from the effects of cyanide poisoning?
Right, could you keep your hands up
only if you were in the vicinity of Gordon's Farm this morning?
Only if you were near the farm this morning.
Good. Now. Could you...
Are you not sure, sir?
Were you there or not?
No, well good.
Now, can you put your hand up if you ate any chicken
from one of the three supermarkets mentioned in the recall?
Did you eat any chicken from one of the supermarkets?
Everyone with their hands up come over this side towards the window.
Everybody else to the other side of the room.
Thank you.
Now the onset of symptoms after you've had exposure is very rapid,
so there is little or no chance
that any of you are suffering the side effects of cyanide poisoning.
If you do have symptoms of another kind,
it's probably just a garden variety virus,
I suggest you see your own GP.
Okay? Thank you very much. There's the door.
See, Triage can be fun.
You can put your hand down now, sir.
I need to go to the hospital with the others.
The reason you are still here is because you were the least exposed.
You're actually showing no symptoms and you're fine to go home.
And what if I collapse? You won't find me for days.
You're wasting your time. This girl's got a heart of stone.
We're going back to All Saints,
so I'll give you a lift so you can get checked out.
You're a real gentleman.
Come on. Try and get up there now.
I don't want me bum hanging in the breeze, if it's okay with you.
Believe me, Mrs Patton, that's fine with me.
Ooh, you got some dangerous things back here.
If you could just take a seat over there.
Mrs Patton, sit down and put your seatbelt on! Put those back.
Mrs Patton, please! Could you put those back?
Ah, Charlotte can you review Miles? He's really deteriorated.
TERRI: Okay, everyone will take short breaks early.
Could run out of time later - don't want anyone getting too tired.
Jess, you go first.
I'll organise the rest of you in a tag relay team.
Do we get ribbons? 10 minutes each.
So his blood pressure is not responding?
No, he's still hypertensive.
If anything, it's worse. It doesn't really add up.
Let's go over this again.
Okay, his blood cyanide levels showed he only had mild exposure.
And he's had the antidote treatment?
Um, yeah, it says he has no significant medical problems.
And he's definitely not taking any cardiac medications?
No, no, double checked.
So, why isn't he responding?
Maybe we should do more bloods and repeat ABG
and see what that turns up.
Are you busy tonight?
Oh, you know what?
I think, it's safer if you get
a different drinking partner, Charlotte.
Sorry, excuse me.
Dan, can you go through
the decontaminated bags of personal belongings
and record and lock up any valuables?
You've got the next break, okay?
Terri, do you want me to give you a hand afterwards?
Yeah, that would be great.
Dan, give it back! Come and get it.
I mean it! I want it back! What have we got here?
A bodice-ripper! Jessica, I never would have pegged you as the type.
Let's see.
(reads) "She knew the second she saw his proud face.
"His mane of dark hair.
"The way his body moved like a tiger.
"She knew that she wanted him inside her.
Give it to me, or I'll... You'll what?
Expose your milky white thighs?
There you go.
If you tell anyone about this,
I swear to God I'll never speak to you again.
Don't worry. You can trust me, Jess.
Was there any reason you came out here?
Tag time, break's over.
(miaows)
Pull your fingers out. We've got to get them through quicker.
Yeah, we're trying, Frank. Try harder.
I need to take a tinkle, darl.
In the waiting room, love. Thanks.
Pressures are rising.
Sounds wet. Pulmonary oedema?
Increase peep to 10.
What's the urine output? 20ml in the last hour. BP is 90/48.
That's too low for frusemide.
Increase metaraminol infusion
and let me know when her systolic goes above 100.
What am I thinking, Hughes?
I'm sure you won't have any problem telling me.
Why isn't this patient in ICU?
Because I didn't send her.
I recall saying, "Send her to ICU because we need the bed."
What are you trying to prove?
Okay, Frank, I'm considering hyperbaric therapy.
Might work, if we had a pressure chamber.
Let me ring around.
You've got an hour.
Right, lunch for me, and shopping for you.
Did you see that kid's bike lying on the ground as we were leaving?
No, why?
It was just lying there, there was no kid to be found anywhere.
Maybe he went home.
What, and leave his bike?
Yeah, he's a kid.
If you're concerned, why don't you call the cops?
And tell them what?
Well, don't call them then.
Oh, no, you're probably right, it's probably nothing.
Okay, lunch?
Shopping.
(laughs)
Yep, it's a bike.
Still here, so where's he?
Maybe he's playing in the drain.
You can't get your bike down there without mates to help you back up.
What a grubby place to play.
Were you ever a kid?
Yeah, I just think it's far more likely
he's played in the chicken yard.
Did you see the look on his face when I told him to get out?
Cops, HAZMAT, that's all heaven to a kid.
What do you think?
I think they're eggs.
Sorry, but if he did get into the chicken yard and has been exposed,
I won't be able to relax until we find him.
Would you go ask the cops if they could reckie over there,
and I'll look down here.
Oh, Mac, we're not even supposed to be doing this.
I'll take the blame if it makes you feel any better. Now go.
But I'm hungry.
Hey, kid! You in there?
Mate, can you hear me?
Bloody hell.
This is 978 portable to 978.
Cate, can you ask the police to come down here,
I think I've found something.
CATE: Yeah, copy that.
(sighs) 18 cases, maybe two genuine.
Why do they announce this stuff in the media?
It just encourages panic.
(seductively) Their eyes met across the room...
Nelson, how many more Triage patients are there?
Maybe two not related to the spill. Why?
Her pale breasts heaving with emotion...
I may have to do an escort for Vincent's patient in Resus.
It's unlikely. You better ask Terri. She may need to get someone in.
Her lip quivered as she... Shut up!
Her eyes flashed as her teeth gnashed.
Do I want to know?
I'd have to kill you, Nelson.
Hello. What's that?
Amyl nitrite. It's an old antidote to cyanide.
Could that be the cause of my problems?
Well, you know, it certainly does make a difference.
Is there any reason you didn't tell me about this before?
Well...
..I thought I might be in trouble.
Someone said you could be arrested for using it.
Dr Hughes?
I thought you might be interested to know
that Mr Gordon self administered amyl nitrite at the scene.
Did you give your wife any?
No. I wanted to, but she was unconscious.
How is she, Doctor?
She's still seriously ill, Mr Gordon.
And we're doing everything we can.
There's nothing else up there.
Could he have dumped the stuff and crawled further in?
It's unlikely. The pipe narrows quite a bit from that point.
So you think he's stashed it and taken off?
Well, if he's small enough, he could have crawled further in.
But none of our guys will be able to get up there.
We need Rescue to come and cut their way in.
That's assuming the little bugger's in there.
Still, it's not worth the risk.
Hey! Hey, kiddo, stop! Stop!
Car 978 to portable 978.
Mac, it's Cate, I've got him. Stop!
It's alright. Let me go.
It's alright, you're not in trouble. Come here.
Come here, I just need to check you out.
Look at me. Now, what's your name? Cameron.
Cameron? Well, my name's Cate, alright.
Now tell me, where you anywhere near the chicken farm this morning?
No. You promise me?
Yeah.
What's this, then?
Eggs.
And you told her her bloods were fine?
Yeah, she won't go.
Great! Where are the kids?
With the social worker driving them mad.
Better her than us.
Okay, Tracy, your examination, your ECG and your bloods
all came back normal.
There is no indication of cyanide toxicity
or exposure to either you or the children.
Look, I can't explain it, but I just feel wrong.
Okay, can you try and be more specific, Tracy.
I know it sounds weird,
but it's like it's like my insides are all in the wrong place.
Okay, have you been experiencing any of the symptoms
that you presented with this morning before today?
Nausea, headache?
No. I know how this sounds, but I need you to find out what's wrong.
I can't get sick, there's no-one else to look after the kids.
My husband left when Robbie was three weeks old.
I think you've had a fear reaction to the cyanide scare.
As soon as you calm down and get back to your own environment,
the symptoms will disappear.
Okay? It's not that uncommon.
Here's a discharge letter for your doctor,
and if at all you feel concerned or you feel worse
you can come back here or you can see your GP.
Hey, I found a hyperbaric chamber at the naval hospital.
Well done.
I don't think I can do the escort. I'll let Terri know one's needed.
Jess! Give us a hand, will ya?
This is Cameron, he's 12 years old.
Cameron was at the poultry farm today.
Was not. Was too!
He may have been exposed.
He's showing signs of a headache, he's had no other symptoms.
Okay, we'll sort it out.
Dr Hughes, respiratory distress.
Yes, it's urgent. To the naval hospital, thank you.
G'day, mate, I'm Dr Hughes. Can you tell me your name?
Where did he come from?
Just walked in off the street.
Give you any history? No, too distressed.
Stats are alright, 97. (pants)
There we go, mate.
There's no wheeze or stridor, and he's not cyanotic.
Okay, let's do an ECG, ABG and bloods,
urgent portable chest X-ray and VQ scan.
It could be related to cyanide exposure.
And see if you can find any old notes for him.
That hurt.
Come on, it did not.
You didn't have the needle.
Well, if you write down your mother's contact details,
maybe you can go home.
Okay, just pop her number down there.
That's the way.
Okay. Back in a minute.
Put your finger on there, nice and hard. Good boy.
What is that woman still doing here, Terri?
She's refusing to leave. What is her problem?
Well, maybe something is wrong, Charlotte.
She's a neurotic who can't control her children, that's what's wrong.
She's anxious and she needs someone to give her peace of mind.
Her examination was unremarkable.
Fine, we'll monitor her for a little bit longer
and then when I have time I'll review her.
I can't believe it, his chest X-ray is NAD.
Hmm, pathology? Not back yet.
Okay, Peter Raznor, ABG results and his old file. Here you go.
Respiratory alkalosis, likely due to hyperventilation syndrome.
HVS. HVS.
Numerous previous presentations for HVS
and psychosomatic-related symptoms.
Hey, Doc, you promised to tell me about my wife. When can I see her?
Dr Hughes will be with you as soon as he can, Mr Gordon.
This guy's probably heard the news reports
and worked himself into a tizz.
So where does he live? Near the site?
Nah, across the other side of town.
You could have fixed him with a few reassuring words and a paper bag.
Airway pressures are still increasing. BP is 84/42.
Give her another bowl of atropine
and set up for an adrenaline infusion.
Increase peep to 12.
What do you want me to do?
We've got to get her to the naval hospital quickly,
into that hyperbaric chamber.
Think it'll work? We won't know until we try.
ALARM BEEPS She's arresting, asystole.
Okay, guys, back to Resus, come on.
MONITOR BEEPS
Stop compressions.
STEADY BEEP
Still no output. Resume compressions.
MONITOR BEEPS
Another milligram adrenaline.
She's done, Vincent.
Let her go.
You're not doing her any favours.
Come on, Vincent, you've done all you can.
Right, Jess, stop.
STEADY BEEP
Time of death - 1545.
We would have saved her
if not for all the bloody panic merchants and hypochondriacs
wasting our time.
People can't control panic attacks, Vincent.
Everybody with an anxiety disorder should be put on a register.
Save us dealing with the idiots.
He wouldn't have said it if he knew, Jess.
Don't you think you were a little unfair?
No, I don't.
People who come in suffering from anxiety
aren't doing it to piss us off.
I'm aware of that, Dan.
Have you got a point to make?
Because I have to go and tell that man his wife of 36 years has died.
The point is, the symptoms described in the media...
Are exactly the same as anxiety attacks. I understand.
And you're a doctor and you couldn't tell the difference.
How do you expect them to?
Oh.
Oh. (cries)
Hey, look, there's your mate.
CAMERON: What do you want?
I just want to check you're okay.
I was doing fine till you guys came along.
Listen, mate,
being on that chook farm today could have made you really sick.
Do I look sick?
Alright, kid. Do you know how much trouble you caused today?
I think he gets the point, Mac.
Cameron's mum's here to pick him up.
See ya later, losers.
You better walk away.
Grow up.
What? He started it.
This all I am, a difficult patient?
You're not meant to see that.
No. But that's what you think of me.
I just don't know what else to do...
Don't do anything.
I don't need to be placated like I'm some hysterical moron.
I wasn't always like this.
I used to be a lawyer.
A successful one. $700 a billing hour.
Do you have kids?
No.
I used to oversee multimillion-dollar accounts.
Now I have trouble overseeing lunch...
..for a five-year-old. (cries)
I can't stop crying all the time.
SIREN WAILS
(breathes deeply)
Charlotte, what's wrong? What's happened?
I'll be alright. (chuckles)
Okay, come on, squat down.
There we go. That's better.
Is that better?
(sighs)
What the hell's going on around here?
(laughs) It's nothing.
I can't talk about this with you.
How's Miles doing?
He's recovering. His MAP's up to 90.
So, what was the problem?
Dan found amyl nitrate in his belongings.
It appears that he self administered sometime after the poisoning.
So he got nitrate-induced hypertension
just from the amyl antidote?
Oh, not just from that.
The amyl is contraindicated for the little pill he took
to put the lift back in his love-life.
Why didn't he say something? Didn't want his wife to know.
How can we treat patients unless we have all the information?
Why do people find it hard to be honest about sex?
MAC: Cate, what is your problem?
Not all kids grow up with private schools,
football fields and safe play places.
Some kids have to take it where they get it.
Are you calling me a snob?
You're the one marrying the girl
who wants the social A-list at her wedding.
That's Gill's thing.
I'd be happy with a beach wedding and four close friends in attendance.
Forget it. I don't know why I'm worried about it.
MOBILE PHONE RINGS
Yep.
Hi, sweetie.
Yeah, yeah. It looks like I'll be on time.
Ah, no, I didn't. I got caught up.
I know. I'm sorry, Gill, I'm sorry. Okay?
I'll do something special for them next time.
Gill, honey, I said I'm...
Yeah, alright.
Yeah, me too. I'm looking forward to it. Okay, 'bye.
Here, give these to the outlaws.
What are they?
Theatre tickets for this weekend.
You're kidding! Nope.
What to?
'The Vagina Monologues'.
I'm just kidding!
To a 'Midsummer Night's Dream' in the gardens.
Oh, that's perfect!
Thanks, Cate. You're a legend.
I am, aren't I?
Alright, see you tomorrow.
Hey, hang on a second! Hang on, you owe me $80 for those.
(laughs)
You know what's happening with Tracy Middleton?
I've been going through her history. I think I know what's wrong.
I'll make a call and we'll go and speak to her.
So, Jess. How hot are those books?
Like, do chicks, like, totally get off on them?
Dan, go away. I'm serious.
I've just written some IV antibiotics for the woman in Bed 11.
Could organise that for her, please? Sure.
Listen, I wanted to say, you were right.
Jess, I'm sorry, I wanted to apologise.
I was a total jerk about the whole anxiety disorder thing.
Can we just put it down to a bad day?
No problem. Cool.
What have I done now?
I cannot believe you told Vincent about my panic attacks!
I didn't.
He just changed his mind
and wanted to tell you how wrong he was in front of me?
Yeah. Do you think I'm stupid?
I had a go at him about his attitude, but I never mentioned you.
On my mother's grave.
Is your mother dead?
Jess.
Okay, listen,
if you ever tell anyone anything about my private life,
my reading habits, even what I have for breakfast,
I swear to God I will make your life miserable.
Even more miserable?
(sighs in exasperation)
And she walked away,
having crudely insulted and excised him from her heart...
..and so he had no choice but to move on.
How are you feeling?
Tracy, I think you have depression that originated postnatal.
That's ridiculous, Robbie's nearly four.
Left untreated,
the symptoms of residual depression can continue for years.
Your anxiety, your lack of appetite, your teariness,
your general feeling of being unwell, they're all classic symptoms.
So...how can we find out?
We'll get you a psych consult, do a full assessment
and take it from there, okay?
It's not your fault, Tracy.
The problem can be fixed
and you don't have to go on feeling like this.
That was a good call, it didn't even occur to me.
Well, depression is often the last thing to be diagnosed
when it should be the first.
Okay, I am finished,
so unless there's something else I can do to help...?
Ah, no, thanks. Everything's under control.
Goodnight, Charlotte. Goodnight, Jack.
See you.
So, where are you two right now? Nowhere.
Any regrets? No.
Here's something to brighten your day.
As I was finishing up Triage
the new ward clerk announced that she would not be back next week.
What?
Typical females - you hire them, train them up,
and before you know it
they're up the duff and you've got to start all over again.
Frank, do I have to lecture you on EEO policy?
Present company excepted, of course.
You alright?
I'm pregnant. (cries)
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