What doesn't kill you...

Chapter 4

The next morning I woke up around 5:45 am.

I didn't get much sleep last night.
Headache and body aches.

What can I say? The side effects of the medicine are real.

Was I tired? Yep.
But I can do it.

I take a shower, get dressed, comb my hair and put on mascara.

I wasn't hungry at all.
But I have to have breakfast.

God, how boring drug therapies are.

I eat a granola bar pretty fast.
Harry wouldn't be very proud of me.

Sorry Harry.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡" and blah blah blah.
Can I do it tomorrow?

I take my pills and vitamins.
I check my blood pressure and temperature.

Good.
I mean, my blood pressure is still low, but it's not bad.

When I'm ready for the day, I take the keys and start driving.

Arriving at the hospital I run to the locker room but not before saying goodmorning to the nurses behind the counter at the entrance.

"Hey Abby!" I hear a voice saying aloud.

"Hey, good morning guys" I greet them.

"Ready for this day?" Ashton asks.

"More ready than ever, and you?" I laugh slightly.

"Hell yes" they laugh.

For a second Luke takes me aside.

"Are you okay?" he whispers softly.

I was confused.

"Yes ... why shouldn't I?" I ask.

"Because it looks like you haven't slept much. Don't get me wrong you are wonderful ... it doesn't matter, nevermind, I just wanted to know if you were okay" he smiles embarrassed and I think I blushed a little.

Did he just say I'm wonderful?

"Thanks, but I'm fine, really. I didn't sleep as usual" I smile.

"Did something bother you?" he asks sincerely worried.

Yes, pain.

"Oh, don't worry. I guess my neighbors threw a party last night. Loud music, you know" I lie.

"Oh, if it happens again, you can come and stay with me and the boys ... I mean, you don't have to ... but if you want you can! Even if it's not because of the parties ... and-"

Was he really stuttering because of me?

"Thank you. Very kind of you, I'll be fine" I smile.

Suddenly Murphy enters the room and we all turn to him.

"Good morning. So today we have some things to do. Stewart, Rogers, I want you in the paperwork. Irwin and Hood, lab results. Clifford and Hemmings, you will come with me and take notes. Anderson I want you in the ER. Where is Evans ? " He says.

We looked at each other.

"Okay tell him he's out. Now go."

I was the only one who was actually going to treat a patient.
Wow.

I immediately went to the emergency room seeing a pregnant woman walking alone down the aisle.

What the hell? Why is no one with her?