layla was just pleased to have a moment off of her feet, the food was just an added bonus. she'd become accustomed to long shifts, hours without a break, that food was just a commodity that she couldn't always acquire. this however, was a moment of pure bliss that she had to make sure she savoured. "you might be right, because some of the noises from inside those rooms –– there's definitely some sort of violation happening in there." she couldn't help but chuckle.
"peds is –– well, easier than down here, that's for sure." there was a certain joy to spending most of her time on a ward with kids, but she also liked being able to dip her toe into other departments when they needed her. "and at least the kids aren't hammered. but it means that they're sending us nurses to help you out, so you get to see my face all day." wide smile pulled at her cheeks, but only for a moment before another bite of the burrito was to be taken. "you coping okay today, though? what time are you meant to be out of here?"
After one more sizeable bite, which all but guaranteed she'd coast to the end of the shift, Madhavi wiped her mouth, sanitized her hands, and flopped back onto the hospital bed. She'd have to change the sheets later, but honestly, sometimes she just needed to flop. "They are all sucking and fucking, which, power to them, I guess, but do it at home so I don't have to sleep in any more supply closets." Last time, she'd woken up with the imprint of forceps on her face. Not a good look.
At Layla's admission, she was gripped by an immediate sense of relief. "I'm so sorry, but I can't tell you how happy that makes me." Not only was Layla competent, she was actually good. Amazing, even, which was particularly impressive on a service that wasn't her specialty. "Most of our regular ER nurses called out tonight, so half the people assisting are nursing students. They don't know where anything is, how to read a label, how to keep the station organized. It's been driving me nuts. I wish I was hammered."
