Chapter 2 – LMS – Trent. I submitted a critique for Going For Broke Chapter 6, but I don’t see it posted. Let me know if it didn’t post and I’ll try it again.
“Trent? What happened?” Claire came up to him with the baby in her arms.
“He flew over the handle bars and landed on his shoulder. The doctor is with him now.”
“Okay. Here. Take her for a bit while I go in and talk with him and the doctor.”
Claire thrusted the baby into his chest. “Here’s her diaper bag.”
He reluctantly grabbed the baby from her hands and stood in the middle of the emergency room hallway, holding the baby out in front of him, eyeing her, as Claire took off in the direction to Ryan to talk to the doctor.
“What am I supposed to do with you?” He raised an eyebrow at the baby.
She stared back at him with her fist in her mouth. She started making sounds as if she was answering him.
“I can’t even remember your name,” he muttered under his breath. He turned around and saw a waiting room off to the side of the nursing station. He held the baby in one arm as he reached for the diaper bag on the floor next to him, and carried them both off to the waiting room.
He hadn’t realized how much he missed Katerina until he just saw her a bit ago. He may have been a confirmed bachelor, never to get married, but he did still care for Katerina. She was his first, and only true love. It seemed like the room crackled around them when they were standing together talking. He felt kind of hurt that she rebuff his suggestion they get together for dinner one night. Did she still have feelings for him?
The baby started fussing. “Now, what am I supposed to do with you? Don’t start whaling and being an embarrassment to both of us. Shh, shh, no crying, okay?” He bounced her up and down gently on his leg which seemed to pacify her for now.
“Hello,” A voice came from the hallway. Katerina spun around and saw a young woman standing there. She could only assume that she was Ryan’s wife.
“Hello. I’m Katerina, the head RN on the floor. I stopped by to say hello to your husband. The three of us, Ryan, myself, and Trent, all went to high school together.” Katerina was quick to explain.
“Hello, Kate.” Dr. Murphy walked into the room.
“Hello Dr. Murphy. Are you going to be treating my friend, here?”
“Yes, I think so. Hello Ryan, I’m Dr. Murphy.”
“Nice to meet you. This is my wife, Claire. What did you find out?”
“Excuse me, I’ll be on my way now.” Katerina turned to walk out.
“No, please, stay?” Ryan asked.
”What are we looking at, Dr. Murphy?” Claire asked.
“Ryan crushed his rotator cuff into many little pieces. We will have to operate and try to put the little pieces back in place and staple them. He also broke the Clavicle, and that will have to be set as well.”
“How long will he be laid up?” Claire asked.
“It takes the Clavicle about 12 to 16 weeks to heal. We will be placing a plate and screws to run through both parts of the bone so that they heal together correctly. I expect that if everything goes as planned, he’ll be back to full activities before the 12 weeks are up.”
“When do you expect to handle the operation?”
“We will wheel him in later today, as soon as I get my surgical team together. Are there any more questions?”
“Will the plate and screws stay in his shoulder permanently?”
“Yes, they will, as well as the staples in the rotator cuff.”
Katerina finally was able to make her exit and to leave the couple to discuss the surgery. She walked around toward the waiting area and saw Trent sitting in the chair in the waiting room with the baby on his lap. He looked thoroughly uncomfortable and Katerina smiled and walked on to her office.
After sitting there with the baby on his lap for about a half hour, Trent’s nose winkled and he smelled something pretty rank and funky. He looked at the baby that was sitting in his lap putting toys in her mouth and throwing them on the floor. He realized that she had just messed in her diaper and the smell was beginning to get to him, making him feel like he could gag.
“Ah, man. What did you just do? Claire, get out here,” he mumbled and then put the baby in the chair next to him, holding her arm so she doesn’t slide off the chair and putting distance between her and him.
She started fussing and crying, and others in the waiting room looked over at him as if expecting him to stop her crying. After a few minutes of her fussing, Claire walked into the waiting room.
“Oh, great. Here.” Trent handed the baby off to Claire. “She did something there.”
“Yeah, it’s called pooping in her diapers. You didn’t change her?” Claire asked, with a slight smile on her face.
“What? Me? Change her? I don’t do babies.”
“How do you intend to care for your own children if you can’t even change a baby’s diaper?” She raised an eyebrow, and several people in the waiting room looked up and watched as the conversation went forward.
“Like I told Ryan. I’m a confirmed bachelor. I have no intentions of getting married and having children, so that question is mute. What did the doctor say?”
“Well, Ryan literary crushed the bone at the end of his shoulder into a million little pieces. They will have to go in and operate. Try to put all the pieces back together and staple them, plus, he broke the Clavicle.”
“His shoulder. So they have to set that too.” Claire took the baby and grabbed the diaper bag. “I better take her off to the ladies room and change her. Go ahead and visit with him for a few minutes while I take care of her.” She turned and headed toward a women’s bathroom.
“Whew. Glad I held it down.” Trent grimaced and sat back down in the chair for a few minutes to get his breath.
Someone sitting across from him in the waiting room snickered.
He left the waiting room area and went to visit his best friend and partner of five years. When he walked into the triad, Ryan was lying in bed, pale and apparently in pain. He had a soft cast on his shoulder and upper arm.
“Whoa, you going to be okay?” Trent asked.
“Yeah, eventually. I’ll be out of work for a while. Why the hell didn’t you hit that rock instead of me? You were in front.” Ryan’s face was etched in pain.
“If I hadn’t swerve, you would have ran into me and we both would have been seriously injured. What made you decide to follow me that close?”
“You slowed down and we were in a dense area. I hadn’t realized at first that you were slowing down.”
“When are they going to operate?”
“Later today, I guess.”
Claire walked in with the baby cooing on her hip. “Here’s daddy, sweet pumpkin.”
Ryan smiled at the baby and the baby laughed when she saw him. Claire sat her down on the bed so he could hold her hand and play with her. “How’s my little girl, huh?” He spoke softly to her.
The baby smiled and laughed as she watched her daddy’s face.
Trent watched the family interaction and he pressed his lips together. When Ryan got married, he felt like he was the only guy in the world who had half a brain and knew not to get married. Even married couples had their breaking point and he remembered a few times when Ryan and Claire got into a huge fight and he slept at his house. He didn’t think they’d be able to salvage their marriage but they got back together. It was times like that he was extra thankful he wasn’t married or committed to anyone. He was force to break up with the only woman he loved and wanted to marry, and after all these years, he was glad he wasn’t married.
“Hey, did you know Katerina worked here?” Ryan asked Trent.
“Yeah, I did. I ran into her while the doctor was talking to you.”
“She’s still single.”
“So, I heard.” Trent smiled. He knew what Ryan was leading up to.
“She’s the RN supervisor here on the floor. She came back here to work and be near her parents.”
Well that was more information than he had. “What else did you find out about her?” Trent raised an eyebrow, staring at his friend. He wasn’t that interested. Not really, was he?
“She is not seeing anyone. Just started the job about six months ago, and lives in an apartment on the east side of Jackson. See, I find this information out for you, friend, so you can maybe take her out for dinner one evening.”
“Naw, don’t think so.”
“What do you mean?” Ryan asked.
“I asked her already and she turned me down.”
“Well, ask her again. Don’t let it go like that. Let her know you’re serious and would like to spend some time with her.”
“Yeah, I don’t know about that.” Trent’s right eyebrow shot up.
A few hours later, they wheeled Ryan off to surgery, and Trent, Claire and the baby went and sat in the surgical waiting room.
“Looks like you’ll have your husband under foot for a while.” Trent glanced sideways at Claire.
“Yeah, the thought of it makes me want to take up drinking.” Claire grimaced.
“Really?” Trent raised his eyebrows and stared at her while she was giving the baby a bottle.
“No, I’m just kidding. It shouldn’t be too bad, having him home for a while. He can help with Rosy.”
“Who’s Rosy?” Trent looked at Claire, then the baby and realized she meant the baby. “Oh, never mind. I know who you’re talking about.”
“You mean all this time you didn’t know her name was Rosy?”
“Yeah, I knew it, I just couldn’t remember it.”
Claire rolled her eyes. “I’m glad I didn’t name you her Godfather.”
After feeding Rosy a bottle, she nodded off to sleep and Claire laid her down on the loveseat in the waiting room and covered her. He watched her as she sat down at the end of the loveseat to catch her before she rolled off of it.
Yeah, he was glad too. He knew nothing about babies and being a Godparent.
They spent the next hour watching the news on the television in the waiting room while watching the clock.