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Dr. Price

... that gave away her age. He correctly guessed she was in her early 30s. "I live in Atlanta," she said, "but I can go stay at my dad’s house. I'll leave my cell phone number with the charge nurse. Please do call me if there is a change."

He returned her smile and said, "Will do." He placed his hand on her shoulder and said, "He'll be fine."

"Do you mind if I look in on him quickly before I go?"

"Not at all. He's on a lot of pain meds so he's out and will be until the morning."

When she looked in on him both of his arms were in casts that ran from just above his elbows to enclose his hands completely. There were pillows on either side of him and the casts were resting on those pillows. His left leg was in a cast that extended to just above his knee and his leg was elevated. He was sleeping soundly, and the EKG looked normal. She smiled and touched his cheek with the back of her hands. "Hi, Dad," she whispered. She kissed him lightly and headed out of the ICU.

Rhianna Price was the only child of Tom and Sue Ellen Price. Sue Ellen had died when Rhianna was in grade school, so Tom had raised her on his own. This had generated an incredibly close bond between the two of them that continued to this day. He was her best friend. When Rhianna had graduated from high school, she entered a B.S.N nursing program and had worked as an ICU nurse for two years before she decided to go to medical school. Now as a physician, she worked as a hospitalist in the intensive care unit ...

... at one of the large hospitals in the Atlanta area. Seeing her own Dad in the ICU had been a bit of a shock, which surprised her. She had seen almost everything in her short career.

She let herself into her dad’s house and headed straight up the stairs to the spare bedroom that had been her room when she was a child. She threw her coat onto the bed and then plopped down next to it, exhausted. She began to cry, which was caused more by the release of exhaustion and stress than fear. Her Dad had been lucky. After a good cry, she dug out her cell phone and called the hospital HR department to let them know that she was going to have to take a leave of absence to help care for her father for at least 6 weeks or until the casts came off his arms. Until then, he'd be helpless.

She started to create a mental checklist of things she'd have to do. She would need to get a hospital bed delivered to his house, as well as several other pieces of equipment. She was glad for her nursing background, which would help with the care he was going to need. She decided to take a shower first, and then write down her thoughts.

Her phone startled her awake when it rang. "Hello," she said, trying to hide that she had been sleeping.

"Dr. Price, this is Dr. Spiegel. I'm sorry to wake you."

Now, she was wide awake. "How's my dad?" she asked with a bit of panic in her voice.

"He's fine. In fact, he did so well last night I'm transferring him to the floor today."

She sighed and began to ...