01|A Bad Situation
Even though I was almost two months into my third year of medical school my body still found it difficult to adjust to the hours I was putting in like now. My eyes felt heavy and the steady beating of the rain against the hospital window wasn’t proving helpful to my current situation. Attempting to keep up my grades, I was doing some reading on the conditions I had come across with patients during rounds this morning, but all I really wanted to do was sleep. A yawn escaped my Ruby Woo painted lips before my phone nearly startled me as it vibrated against my leg.
I was thankful I was in the M3-M4 lounge and not on the floor with my attending physician. Fishing the iPhone out my pocket my face scrunched up in confusion as I registered the caller. It was Shayla: my cousin. Our relationship hadn’t been the same over the last few years. We went from speaking just about every day to not really speaking at all so I couldn’t fathom why she’d be calling me, but nonetheless, I exited the lounge not wanting to disturb anyone else as I answered my phone.
“You need to get down to Methodist hospital right now. I’m here with your mother.”