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Too many patients. Too many people. Not enough coffee. Not enough sleep.
Such is the life of a surgical intern.
Okay. Chin up, Iz. You can do this. It's almost Christmas and you can decorate the tree when you get home. And you can sleep. Lots and lots of sleep. You just have to make it through the next... seven hours of this shift.
( someone help her. )
She clears her throat, drags the back of her hand across her brow, walks to meet the person who's just come in alone through the ER doors.
❝Hi -- I'm Doctor Stevens. Can I help you?❞















