making notes and had several questions for Harry.
‘Sheldon just brought back a puncture wound of the hand for review in the hand clinic tomorrow.’ Marnie had been surprised; it was a very small injury that could easily have been followed up by a GP. ‘When I questioned him he said it was policy. Now I’ve checked and it says here that all hand injuries, regardless of how small, are to be brought back the next day for review in the hand clinic.’
‘That’s right.’
‘All?’
‘All.’ Harry nodded. ‘A lot of things get picked up in the hand clinic and for the most part the patients are in and out in less than a minute. It’s worth it, though, because something that seemed minor at the time is often picked up. I’ve found it works better to just bring everyone with a hand injury, no matter how small, back the next day for review.’
‘Fair enough.’ Marnie turned the page and then glanced up at the clock. ‘What time do you finish?’
‘Now,’ Harry said. ‘Day care closes at six.’
‘Dr Morales comes on at nine?’ Marnie checked.
‘That’s right. Though you can call me for anything you’re concerned about—all of the staff know that.’
‘They do,’ Marnie said. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow, then.’
‘You shall.’ Harry smiled. ‘It’s nice to meet you, Marnie, and I’m very glad that we never...’ He halted. He wished he could take that back and wondered what had possessed him to even go there in the first place.
‘New girl’s tease.’ Marnie smiled. ‘I couldn’t help myself.’
‘I thought it was supposed to be the other way around, that we were supposed to be teasing you.’
‘I make my own fun,’ Marnie said.
She really was the oddest mix and, if there was any doubt as to that, she proved it when she continued talking. ‘I should be offended really that you’re so relieved nothing ever happened.’ Marnie winked. ‘’Night, Harry.’
He turned to go but as he did so the alert phone rang and Miriam, one of the late staff, took the call. ‘There’s a multi-trauma coming in, they’ve just diverted and are bringing him here,’ Miriam said. ‘ETA ten minutes. Harry, would you like me to run over and grab the twins for you?’
‘That would be great,’ Harry said, taking off his jacket but pausing midway as Marnie’s soft voice carried the length of the nurses’ station and promptly halted everyone.
‘Instead of running over to day care, Miriam, shouldn’t you be setting up for the multi-trauma?’
Miriam hesitated and when Harry gave her a nod, instead of racing to get the twins, Miriam headed into Resus.
‘You’d better get going,’ Marnie said to Harry. ‘You don’t want to get caught up in this.’
No, he didn’t want to get caught up but if it was serious he would call for the trauma team to come down and if it wasn’t serious Sheldon could deal with it, except Marnie was already speaking into the phone.
‘Could you fast-page the trauma team to come to Emergency?’ she said, but as she replaced the receiver Harry was waiting for her.
‘They might not be needed.’
‘Hopefully not,’ Marnie said, ‘but if they are then surely it’s better for the patient to have them waiting here.’
Harry heard the overhead intercom crackle into life to summon the team.
‘’Night, Harry,’ Marnie said again.
For Harry it was the strangest feeling to be leaving the department knowing full well there was an emergency on its way in.
He was always running towards an emergency; instead, this evening, he was walking away.
It just didn’t feel right.
And however assured Marnie was, he couldn’t help but wonder how she’d deal with a less-than-impressed trauma team if she’d called them at five to six for something minor, just when they were due to go home...
Harry paused as he reached day care, dropped one ball from the many he was juggling as he heard the sound of his colleagues’ footsteps racing down the corridor to greet whatever was