The Unexpected Hero
She thought it was going to be a good evening. Finally.
Kristin Tate, known to family and friends as Krissie, stood at the nurses' station and looked out the window across the corridor at a view of purpling Wyoming mountains to the west as the sun settled for the night. It was, she told herself, good to be home in Conard County.
Six years in the navy followed by eighteen months at the VA hospital in Denver had thoroughly killed any taste she had for the so-called excitement of trauma care. If she lived the rest of her life without ever seeing another human being in that kind of condition, it wouldn't be long enough.
But tonight, her first night on her new job at Conard County's community hospital, it felt good to be in scrubs and facing a patient load of ordinary illnesses, and taking care of people who would recover.
A review of the charts assured her she would face no major difficulties: a kid with a broken leg in traction by himself in a room. An older man with phlebitis receiving anticoagulants. She'd need to check him frequently. A woman with congestive heart failure who seemed to be recovering nicely as her fluid retention diminished. A gastritis that should be ... read full excerpt from: The Unexpected Hero ebook
