I am a very light sleeper, I woke up to the sound of raccoons in the garbage can outside the kitchen door. I grabbed a white feathered pillow and a light blue comforter out of the closet in the living room and placed it next to Roland on the couch. Roland was out like a light. I figured if he woke he would probably be stiff from laying on the couch for so long, I know my back and neck were very stiff from the little time I was on the couch. After I gave Roland the comforter and pillow, I went into my room and sat on the bed, swung my feet up under the blue and green comforter sheets, rested my head on my big fluffy blue pillow. I reached over into my bedside table to grab the book that I was reading and started reading a chapter, soon I was dreaming. My book was still in my hands.
Little while later, I could smell some bacon and eggs cooking in the kitchen. The first thought that came to me was someone is in my house. A little disoriented from the events that happened overnight, I got out of bed and tip toed into the kitchen to find Roland making me breakfast. My brown hair was a mess, looked like the chipmunks took advantage of my hair and made a nest, while I slept. The food smelt so good, and my mouth was watering. I could hardly wait to eat this lovely meal that he had prepared for the both of us. I could hardly believe that this man was making me breakfast, that has never happened to me before. It is always me making breakfast for everyone else.
Then Roland said, "Hey, I hope you don't mind but I helped my self to make us brunch, you had the bacon and the eggs in the refrigerator, so I decided to make us breakfast. I am diabetic and I can't go long time without eating otherwise I get a hypoglycemic coma, and that is never a pretty site. But, being here with you I feel I am in good hands. Not only that but, I need to have you strong for your second day of work tonight." I was breath taken. I couldn't find the words to thank him for being so thoughtful. He was in my black and pink poke-a-dotted apron, and he was very attractive. His brownish black hair has bouncing all over every time he moved and it was a mess from sleeping on the couch.
I said, "did you sleep well?" He said, "Not really, the couch is kind of uncomfortable, but I handled it." The meal was prepared and on the table, and it tasted like it smelt delicious. I thanked him for being thoughtful and making me such a nice brunch. We returned a few words in conversation and then I asked him what his plan for the day was. He had said he was going to shovel around the house for me. I was thankful, but I only had one shovel. I told him I would take care of it, but he insisted that he would help for he had his own shovel in the back of the big white truck.
After breakfast was done, I brushed my hair and my teeth, then started getting ready to go out and shovel some snow. I put on my black parka, mittens, scarf and gloves. He put on the same, except for he also had snow pants. I wished I would have bought some while I was in town. It had stopped snowing but it was about twenty degrees outside.
We both left the house, both bundled up nice and warm and then we headed out of the garage with shovels in hand. We shoveled off the porch then the steps then the side walk. Then Roland took a big shovel full of snow and throw it at me. One thing lead to the next and we were both full of snow and starting to get cold and wet. We both went inside the house, changed clothes, placed the old one in the dryer for Roland and I made both of us hot chocolate with extra marshmallows. We sipped the hot chocolate, but it was so warm and so good it didn't take long for both of us to have it gone. I looked into his big brown eyes and asked him personal questions about girls, his parents, and hobbies. He said he liked to ski, and he has only dated three girls in his whole life, and nothing to serious. I was very glad that he was not ashamed of his past. He also asked the same questions. I told him that I live with my parents until I was 18 and then moved and went to medical school, I also told him about my wonderful sister that was planning to move here in two weeks. I explained how excited I was to have family close. He then asked about the men in my life. I told him I had a very serious boyfriend when I was in medical school but he turned out to have many dark secrets. We chatted for a few hours and then we both decided to lay down again and get some sleep before we both had to go into work for the night shift.
Roland slept on the couch by himself and I took the bed in the guest room. I told him if he got sore he could use my bedroom to sleep in. I did not want to have him sleep in the guest room because it consisted of an old couch that smelt of my grandma's house. The stench of old people is hard to get out of material. The room itself smelt of a library for I had a lot of old books in that room. I love the smell of opening an old book and smelling the pages as you turn them, they smell aged. It didn't take me long to fall a sleep on the old couch.
When we both woke up it was time to get ready for work. I let Roland take a shower first and start getting ready, and I waited for him to get out of the bathroom. After he was done, he walked out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around the bottom half of his body. He looked fantastic, with his dark chest hair still a little wet from the shower and his hair all slicked back. He was very distracting, and when he asked if his clothes were out of the dryer, I didn't hear him because I was too busy looking at his steamy body. When I finally realized what he had asked me I told him they were on the kitchen table folded for him. As he strutted to the kitchen, I jumped into the shower. I was relieved that the shower still had warm water. I wasn't sure if the water heater was good enough to hold up with two showers because it was old and it needed to be replaced or repaired.
All of a sudden Roland came to the bathroom door and knocked, can I come in he asked, I was unsure what he wanted, but I said sure. He stood by the sink, and talked to me while I was taking a shower. He said, "Are you ready for your second night in the emergency department." I told him I am as ready as I am ever going to be. He chuckled and then I heard the door open and close, I peeked around the fish designed shower curtain, and Roland was gone. I jumped out of the shower, wiped my self down and then remembered that I forgot to bring in clothes to change into after I was done showering. I wrapped my self tightly in a pink and white stripped towel, I must have looked graceful. I tip toed into the living room across the wooden floor, as I was walking I looked behind to see where Roland was hiding. Right in that moment he was smack in front of me and I knocked him over and I fell on the top of him with my damp, moist towel wrapped around me. I was completely embarrassed. I got up from the floor and I apologized for my clumsy behavior, and when I said that my towel effortlessly fell to the floor. I was standing in front of Roland naturally naked. As quick as I could I bent over and picked up my towel and protectively covered myself. I walked as fast as I my legs would allow me, to the bedroom, closed the door behind me and dressed into jogging entire. I was even more embarrassed standing in the bedroom remember the sequence of events that happened. I could hardly get the motivation to come out of my bedroom. Then with a little pride I came out of the bedroom, and Roland was standing in the kitchen, with a grin on his face. I said, "What is that grin about," He said, "for a doctor you sure are graceful." I asked what that was supposed to mean, he told me that he has never met anyone like me and that he really enjoyed staring at me, mostly without the towel. Typical male answer. He also told me that he would like to take me out on Friday night and have supper or a drink. He also stated that he would prefer if I wore clothes before dinner. We both had a chuckle and I agreed to go out with him on Friday and that we would discuss the details later during the week. I had to talk to him about what had happened that day and I also had to explain to him that I am not ready for a relationship. It was a very peaceful and glorious day, I did enjoy the time that Roland and I spent together, if the circumstance were a little different. I was a little flattered that he asked me out but, I had a job to do here and I was not ready for a relationship and I did not want anyone standing in the way of my new career.
We both jumped into his big truck and headed down to the hospital, neither one of us said anything the whole ride to the hospital, it was like we were deliberately ignoring each other. I was relieved when we got to the hospital to notice my car was still in the parking lot, snow covered and unharmed. We both started our night like any other night. It was a nice night at work only a few patients came in which they only recieved bandaids and stitches for minor injures. Roland and I were a little bit on the edge all night but we both made amends that we would never talk about the towel incident again. And we never did.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Chapter 2 Transformation
When I woke, the first thing I did was look outside to see if it was still snowing. It wasn't snowing anymore, however, it must have been windy because I could see the snow whirling around making snow tornadoes. I jumped into the shower and and then put on my favorite black Reebok jogging pants with pink strips on the outer leg and I throw on a pink Reebok sweatshirt. I put on my black coat, mittens and hat on and headed out to my car. I was thankful that Gary had came but, there was still many snow drifts that I had to shovel before I left for work. It was very cold outside, but it felt fantastic on my exposed skin.
While shoveling I seen some long floppy eared gray rabbits playing in the snow and a couple of elk kissing right in my front yard. I also heard wolves howling in the distant mountain background. I was hoping that they would not come and get me but it sounded so peaceful. I wanted to stay home and watch these animals; for one I was extremely tired and two I did not want to drive in this white satin fluffy glittery stuff they called snow.
Before I jumped into the car I placed my shovel and scrapper in the trunk, just in case I needed them both. Which I would definitely need them both, how my new life was going up to this point. I drove out the driveway and drove twenty miles per hour to the hospital. I think it might have been a little too fast in places for my car fish tailed a few times. I was relieved when I got to the hospital.
The first person I saw when I got to the hospital was a red long haired woman, with freckles covering her face. She introduced herself to me as Nancy Bloomdale, Emergency Department RN. She seemed like she would be a nice person to work with and then she introduced me to all the staff that worked in the Emergency department on the night shift. It was pleasant, it was nice to know every ones names before I begun my first night, but I would definitely forget everyones names because I was more of a put face with name kind of a person.
There was Molly Severson who introduced herself as a respiratory therapist. Marge Lutz who was a registered nurse with short grayish silverfish hair, who looked like she was not ready for change. She had a smug look on her face as she spoke to me. She introduced herself to me as Ms. Lutz Elder RN. I exchanged a few words with her until there he was tall, handsome, dark haired man leaning in the doorway, he made me totally lose my concentration and connection with Marge. He totally had my attention as he stood there. He was more attractive now than he was this morning when I saw him in orientation. I had to get my self under control if I had to work every day with this gracefully looking man.
Marge then took me to the locker room and showed me where the scrubs were kept, she said, "I don't think we have any in your size, we will need to order some for you, we didn't expect to get someone so petite as you are. I looked through the sizes to see if they had anything close to my size, I realize quickly that there was only large and extra large sizes. I usually wore size small in everything, but I guess I had to deal with what was provided for me to wear. I held up a pair of large blue surgical scrubs, they were huge, they looked like I was in one of those weight lose commercials holding up my old clothes next to my new and improved body figure. I however, didn't care, I hurried got dressed and went out to the floor. It didn't matter that the clothes were three sizes too big for me, I just felt confident and in control, nothing at this point would bother me.
When I got out to the floor they introduced me to Blake Rodgers, he was my assistant. Blake was a blonde haired, young looking, short figured kid. He had a scar on the right side of his face that looked as if he was malled by a bear or another animal. He had four deep reddened in tone scars that cover the entire right side of his face, his eye figure was deformed and his lip on the right side was unable to move when he talked. The other side of his face was very young looking and attractive. He must have been a womanizer, before the accident.
Then Blake said, "You are probably wondering what the hell happened to my face?" I didn't know what to say, then he went on about him and his dad went on a five day mountain lion hunting trip together and that is when my new improved look took place." He was sixteen and his dad thought it was a good idea to go on a nice hunt together for his sixteenth birthday, little did he know that he would not be making the journey back with Blake and Blake's face would be deranged for the rest of my life. The next thing Blake said was,"It gives me character, don't ya think?" I agree with him and then my first real patient came through the door.
She was a eighty four year old woman that went out to get her mail and slipped on the ice. She had broke her left hip and bruised her whole left side of her body. We did x-rays to confirm the fracture, it came back a complete fracture, she needed a total hip replacement, so I decided to call the surgeon who was on call to see if he/she could operate on the fracture tonight. He answered the phone and I said, "Hello this is Natalie physician from the ED and I have a patient here who needs a surgeon tonight for a total hip replacement and um she...." He completely cut me off and asked me about her labs, and if she was in pain. I explained that she was in extreme pain, and screaming from the top of her lungs and that her.... Then he cut me off again and said in a sleepy, husky, low mono tone voice, "Hello Natalie, I am Doc Wyatt, it is finally nice to meet you, but never call me at this hour again, only call on emergency basis only." I was thinking this is an emergency but I listened to the rest of what he had to say, "I will be in, in the morning, just admit her for pain control, I will deal with the situation in the morning." I was completely flabbergasted, I didn't know what to do, I just knew this lady had a bone sticking out of her skin on her left side of her body and the surgeon just totally blew me off. I called him back, to realize he took his phone off the hook. He probably knew I would try to call him again. I ordered three different intravenous pain medications- Morphine, Dilaudid, and Toradol. Put her on nothing by mouth (NPO) status.
I covered the wound with a a few moist sterile four by fours gauze pads and an large ABD pad and admitted her to surgical unit. I didn't feel good about this situation but what else was I supposed to do, the argent surgeon didn't want to come and witness this for himself and maybe help in the situation. Roland then came up to me with a puzzled look on his face and said, "You know that she needed a surgeon, right?" I explained that I understood that she was surgical material, and I got a hold of the surgeon and he will see her first thing in the morning. He then said,"you need to call him back and explain the situation a little more through." I told Blake "I did but his phone is off the hook." Blake then insisted that he will try, he walked out of the room and tried his phone, it rang and rang and rang, no one picked it up. Blake came back and said, "You were right he surely did take his phone off the hook, I guess we will see how she does until morning." I smiled and he smiled and I saw that absolutely gorgeous face glow under the ultraviolet lighting, his eyes glittered like the rain and it made me feel all warm and cozy inside.
There was a thirty minute wait before the next patient came through the double revolving doors. It was a young teenage girl, petite, cute, brunette long hair, with a scar on her left temple and wearing all black, her fingernails were even painted black. She was caring a car seat, she was only maybe sixteen and she had a baby. She said, "I am leaving Stephanie White, a one day old baby with you for the night, I have no heat in my cabin, I can freeze, but I will not allow her too. She is my gorgeous, precious baby girl, she has a long life a head of her, I can not let her die this way." I was thrown for a loop, how could she just leave her baby girl here, yes she was safe but, to leave her and just walk back out the double revolving doors. I yelled at her to come back, she did not come back, then I ran out to the parking lot, I noticed it was snowing again, only this time in huge clusters, I have never seen such big snowflakes in all my life and it was cold. I think it was twelve below zero outside. You couldn't even see two feet in front of your face and then I saw taillights leaving the parking light. It was Stephanie's mom leaving her here at the hospital for me to care for her. I was dumbfounded, who could leave there little one here, who would be that cruel.
I got back into the emergency room and yelled for Nancy, to realize she did not answer me when I was saying, "Nancy, Nancy" then, I spotted her next to the one day old baby. Molly who was still at the nurses station said, "You must call her Ms. Lutz Elder RN or she will not answer, she is usually offended when people in our profession use her first name." I looked at Molly told her thank you for explaining that to me for it was only my first night, I had so much to learn and so much has already happened in the first night. I then walked up to Ms Lutz Elder RN, and said "I am sorry I called you by your first name, it will never happen again." She explained to me that she doesn't care what the doctors call her just the other staff members, she wanted to be superior to them or something. I then explained to her that I would assess Stephanie for any frost bite or abuse and then admit her to the pediatric unit. I assessed her tiny finger, toes, back, legs, arms, and her head. She had some reddened areas on her skin but washed off during a warm tap water bath. While assessing her I noticed however, she was small for her age. Vitals signs were all stable for her age, but her oxygen was a little low so I applied one liter of oxygen on her by nasal canal. She was a darling little thing all wrapped up in a blanket. Ms. Lutz Elder RN was bottle feeding her at this point, and while she bottle fed the baby I if this happens a lot? Nancy said, "Some kids, just want to be kids, and others are ready for the responsibility to care for such a fragile creature. That girl that dropped off Stephanie, I think is from the city, some girls from the city bring there kids to this hospital because we are a no questions asked facility. They can drop off there kids and we will find living arrangements for them with out questions. She was one of the smart ones, on a cold and crazy night like tonight, I am just glad she didn't leave Stephanie in a dumpster somewhere to freeze to death. At least this one had a little common sense."
I could not believe my ears, this is happening way out in the middle of no mans land. I thought that only happened in the big cities. I just realized I have a lot to learn. I finished my assessment on the Stephanie which she was health and then I called up to the pediatric unit to see if there was a bed available, the woman who answered the phone asked how long she would need to stay at the hospital. I explained to her that we are unsure, she was dropped off at the door and she is a very young. Then the woman on the phone yells through the nurses station, "we need crib 4-A set up for a baby Jane doe." I explained she has a name, Stephanie White, the lady on the other end of the phone line said, I am truly sorry, didn't realize you were attached to the child so quickly that you named her. I....I didn't name this child she had a name since admission her mother actually brought her to the nurses station here in the emergency department. I thought to my self why am I explaining all of this to the pediatric floor, it shouldn't matter why she is here, she just needs our help and I was going to give this little girl anything she needed, in the moment she was in my care.
Then, I let Ms Lutz Elder RN take the child up to her crib on the second floor. I think she was proud I called up on her to have the responsibility for the job to take her up to the floor. She acted like that has never happened to her. I was also amazed at how motherly she was with this child and I could help to wonder why she didn't work in pediatrics or obstetrics. Then she left the floor with the new born, and I watched as she walked with the newborn all bundled up in a blanket.
Right away I had a new patient, it was a couple of teenage boys who looked like they got into a fight, we stitched them up and sent them on there way. I looked at my clock and it was quarter to seven in the morning, and I was charting my last final things that needed to be charted before Dr. Falk would come and take my position. But, then I felt his presents staring at me from the other side of the nurses station. Roland, he asked if I needed a ride home, but I refused thinking it wasn't going to be too bad to drive home. Roland stated, "Well, you know last night it snowed another seven inches and today it is supposed to snow another eight, I don't think that little thing that you drive is going to make it all winter. It may be nice for your southern style driving but over here, you need something a little more manly. I will wait just in case you decide to change your mind when you leave the hospital." I thought that was a nice gesture but, I am not going to ask him to take me home for I live way up in the sticks. I love where I live but it is a long way out of town, I couldn't imagine anyone wanting to take me home way out there, and then my thoughts were interrupted by Dr. Wyatt, that arrogant doctor I talked to on the phone that hung up on me and then had the nerve to take his phone off the hook. "Dr. Copperhead, why didn't you tell me it was an emergency last night? I came in half past four this morning because the nurse on the surgical unit stated she really needed me to come and check this patient out, I immediately took her to surgery, I made it just in time, she is doing much better now that I dealt with the issue." I explained to him that I tried to explain everything but he cut me off and hung up on me, I also explained to him that I tried to call him back but the phone was busy. He said, "I finally get to met you in person. My name is Dr. Daniel Wyatt. I have been a resident here for five years now. Just a couple quick notes for you is the Next time you call me at one thirty in the morning please learn my cue for emergency is to say STAT. Then at least I will be more willing to come in at one thirty in the morning. Anyways, who is training you they should have told you that it is essential information to know mostly on the night shift?" I said in a very polite tone, even if I was emotionally irritated at this point, "I am sorry Dr. Wyatt, but I did not know, and I am not having any orientation, I have been released on my own after just four hour orientation yesterday morning with administration. So, yes I do not know all the rope, but hope to learn them as soon as possible so thank you." As I said thank you he was off his chair and already out the emergency department and I was relieved almost blessed he was gone and I didn't have to talk to him anymore. I was also thankful when I met Dr. Falk because that was my cue that I could get my things, change, and head home.
I walked slowly to the locker room, changed out of the blue large scrubs that felt like I was drowning all night in. Put back on my comfortable clothes and headed out the revolving doors out to my black Mazda that laid under at least seven inches of snow. To my surprise there he was leaning against my car, Roland, more attractive now then ever with his face glowing off the snow. His black leather coat, and cowboy hat on. It was like a movie and he was the main character. and then he said, "Doc, please allow me to take you home, it's not that far out of my way, I live on the other side of Hoback. I just want to make sure you make it safely home, for we need our doc tonight." I had almost for got I have to come back again to night and work another night shift for I was on a ten day stretch.
I asked him, how I would get my car so I could drive myself into to work tonight and he said, "I will pick you up, you don't have to worry about anything, you are in my hands now." This perfectly good stranger was going to give me a ride home and then pick me up for work, how could this be happening? This never happens where I lived previously. He was such a tall, handsome fella and I wasn't sure how to respond or what to say when he asked. I just asked where his car was, and he pointed to a big white Chevrolet pickup truck that was parked in the parking lot. I had an extremely hard time jumping into this extremely big truck. When we pulled out of the parking lot I realized that I was very grateful that Roland offered me a ride home, because I really doubt if my Mazda would have even made it out of the parking lot with all that snow. Roland and I exchanged a few words and drove the forty some miles to my house and stopped the pick up in the middle of my drive way. He said, "You know doc, I really live back in Jackson, but I knew that little sports car you drive would never make it way up in the mountains so yes I lied and told you I lived close to you so you would allow me to drive you home. I am truly sorry I lied to you. I just...I guess I just wanted to see where an attractive doctor like your self lives here in Wyoming way up in the mountains."
I couldn't believe that he lied to me. But I was grateful, I told him it didn't matter, just next time tell the truth. I offered him into my home for a cup of coffee and he took the offer. Shut off his big white truck and we both walked inside my home. He asked if I wanted him to shovel my driveway and I told him no, for I had Gary coming this morning to plow out my drive way again. We drank coffee and chatted some more, then I looked out the window, and sure enough the snow had started up again. I didn't want him to drive all the way back into town and and then have to drive back out to get me so I offered him to stay in my house for the day.
He was uncertain about staying with me and I wasn't sure either, we both doubted the situation and then I explained in very little detail and he agreed to stay. We both got done with our coffee and I offered my bed to him so he could get a good days rest. But, he refused and said, "I will sleep on your log couch, right here in front of the fire place if you don't mind. The fire place wasn't even burning. Then he got up from his chair went out side, walked out to the woods picked up some old timbers, and brought them back to the house. I was watching him closely out my bow window. He now was a very strong attractive man and he was going to stay in my house, why in the world could I let this happen?
He got back to the house brought in some of the wood that he collected and started up the fireplace. The fire was red, hot, blazing, and had a big flame, I could feel the heat penetrating out of the fireplace. It was calming and perfect. He was a man of many wonders, as we sat on the couch close together watching the fire burn in the fireplace, we both slowly drifted off to sleep.
While shoveling I seen some long floppy eared gray rabbits playing in the snow and a couple of elk kissing right in my front yard. I also heard wolves howling in the distant mountain background. I was hoping that they would not come and get me but it sounded so peaceful. I wanted to stay home and watch these animals; for one I was extremely tired and two I did not want to drive in this white satin fluffy glittery stuff they called snow.
Before I jumped into the car I placed my shovel and scrapper in the trunk, just in case I needed them both. Which I would definitely need them both, how my new life was going up to this point. I drove out the driveway and drove twenty miles per hour to the hospital. I think it might have been a little too fast in places for my car fish tailed a few times. I was relieved when I got to the hospital.
The first person I saw when I got to the hospital was a red long haired woman, with freckles covering her face. She introduced herself to me as Nancy Bloomdale, Emergency Department RN. She seemed like she would be a nice person to work with and then she introduced me to all the staff that worked in the Emergency department on the night shift. It was pleasant, it was nice to know every ones names before I begun my first night, but I would definitely forget everyones names because I was more of a put face with name kind of a person.
There was Molly Severson who introduced herself as a respiratory therapist. Marge Lutz who was a registered nurse with short grayish silverfish hair, who looked like she was not ready for change. She had a smug look on her face as she spoke to me. She introduced herself to me as Ms. Lutz Elder RN. I exchanged a few words with her until there he was tall, handsome, dark haired man leaning in the doorway, he made me totally lose my concentration and connection with Marge. He totally had my attention as he stood there. He was more attractive now than he was this morning when I saw him in orientation. I had to get my self under control if I had to work every day with this gracefully looking man.
Marge then took me to the locker room and showed me where the scrubs were kept, she said, "I don't think we have any in your size, we will need to order some for you, we didn't expect to get someone so petite as you are. I looked through the sizes to see if they had anything close to my size, I realize quickly that there was only large and extra large sizes. I usually wore size small in everything, but I guess I had to deal with what was provided for me to wear. I held up a pair of large blue surgical scrubs, they were huge, they looked like I was in one of those weight lose commercials holding up my old clothes next to my new and improved body figure. I however, didn't care, I hurried got dressed and went out to the floor. It didn't matter that the clothes were three sizes too big for me, I just felt confident and in control, nothing at this point would bother me.
When I got out to the floor they introduced me to Blake Rodgers, he was my assistant. Blake was a blonde haired, young looking, short figured kid. He had a scar on the right side of his face that looked as if he was malled by a bear or another animal. He had four deep reddened in tone scars that cover the entire right side of his face, his eye figure was deformed and his lip on the right side was unable to move when he talked. The other side of his face was very young looking and attractive. He must have been a womanizer, before the accident.
Then Blake said, "You are probably wondering what the hell happened to my face?" I didn't know what to say, then he went on about him and his dad went on a five day mountain lion hunting trip together and that is when my new improved look took place." He was sixteen and his dad thought it was a good idea to go on a nice hunt together for his sixteenth birthday, little did he know that he would not be making the journey back with Blake and Blake's face would be deranged for the rest of my life. The next thing Blake said was,"It gives me character, don't ya think?" I agree with him and then my first real patient came through the door.
She was a eighty four year old woman that went out to get her mail and slipped on the ice. She had broke her left hip and bruised her whole left side of her body. We did x-rays to confirm the fracture, it came back a complete fracture, she needed a total hip replacement, so I decided to call the surgeon who was on call to see if he/she could operate on the fracture tonight. He answered the phone and I said, "Hello this is Natalie physician from the ED and I have a patient here who needs a surgeon tonight for a total hip replacement and um she...." He completely cut me off and asked me about her labs, and if she was in pain. I explained that she was in extreme pain, and screaming from the top of her lungs and that her.... Then he cut me off again and said in a sleepy, husky, low mono tone voice, "Hello Natalie, I am Doc Wyatt, it is finally nice to meet you, but never call me at this hour again, only call on emergency basis only." I was thinking this is an emergency but I listened to the rest of what he had to say, "I will be in, in the morning, just admit her for pain control, I will deal with the situation in the morning." I was completely flabbergasted, I didn't know what to do, I just knew this lady had a bone sticking out of her skin on her left side of her body and the surgeon just totally blew me off. I called him back, to realize he took his phone off the hook. He probably knew I would try to call him again. I ordered three different intravenous pain medications- Morphine, Dilaudid, and Toradol. Put her on nothing by mouth (NPO) status.
I covered the wound with a a few moist sterile four by fours gauze pads and an large ABD pad and admitted her to surgical unit. I didn't feel good about this situation but what else was I supposed to do, the argent surgeon didn't want to come and witness this for himself and maybe help in the situation. Roland then came up to me with a puzzled look on his face and said, "You know that she needed a surgeon, right?" I explained that I understood that she was surgical material, and I got a hold of the surgeon and he will see her first thing in the morning. He then said,"you need to call him back and explain the situation a little more through." I told Blake "I did but his phone is off the hook." Blake then insisted that he will try, he walked out of the room and tried his phone, it rang and rang and rang, no one picked it up. Blake came back and said, "You were right he surely did take his phone off the hook, I guess we will see how she does until morning." I smiled and he smiled and I saw that absolutely gorgeous face glow under the ultraviolet lighting, his eyes glittered like the rain and it made me feel all warm and cozy inside.
There was a thirty minute wait before the next patient came through the double revolving doors. It was a young teenage girl, petite, cute, brunette long hair, with a scar on her left temple and wearing all black, her fingernails were even painted black. She was caring a car seat, she was only maybe sixteen and she had a baby. She said, "I am leaving Stephanie White, a one day old baby with you for the night, I have no heat in my cabin, I can freeze, but I will not allow her too. She is my gorgeous, precious baby girl, she has a long life a head of her, I can not let her die this way." I was thrown for a loop, how could she just leave her baby girl here, yes she was safe but, to leave her and just walk back out the double revolving doors. I yelled at her to come back, she did not come back, then I ran out to the parking lot, I noticed it was snowing again, only this time in huge clusters, I have never seen such big snowflakes in all my life and it was cold. I think it was twelve below zero outside. You couldn't even see two feet in front of your face and then I saw taillights leaving the parking light. It was Stephanie's mom leaving her here at the hospital for me to care for her. I was dumbfounded, who could leave there little one here, who would be that cruel.
I got back into the emergency room and yelled for Nancy, to realize she did not answer me when I was saying, "Nancy, Nancy" then, I spotted her next to the one day old baby. Molly who was still at the nurses station said, "You must call her Ms. Lutz Elder RN or she will not answer, she is usually offended when people in our profession use her first name." I looked at Molly told her thank you for explaining that to me for it was only my first night, I had so much to learn and so much has already happened in the first night. I then walked up to Ms Lutz Elder RN, and said "I am sorry I called you by your first name, it will never happen again." She explained to me that she doesn't care what the doctors call her just the other staff members, she wanted to be superior to them or something. I then explained to her that I would assess Stephanie for any frost bite or abuse and then admit her to the pediatric unit. I assessed her tiny finger, toes, back, legs, arms, and her head. She had some reddened areas on her skin but washed off during a warm tap water bath. While assessing her I noticed however, she was small for her age. Vitals signs were all stable for her age, but her oxygen was a little low so I applied one liter of oxygen on her by nasal canal. She was a darling little thing all wrapped up in a blanket. Ms. Lutz Elder RN was bottle feeding her at this point, and while she bottle fed the baby I if this happens a lot? Nancy said, "Some kids, just want to be kids, and others are ready for the responsibility to care for such a fragile creature. That girl that dropped off Stephanie, I think is from the city, some girls from the city bring there kids to this hospital because we are a no questions asked facility. They can drop off there kids and we will find living arrangements for them with out questions. She was one of the smart ones, on a cold and crazy night like tonight, I am just glad she didn't leave Stephanie in a dumpster somewhere to freeze to death. At least this one had a little common sense."
I could not believe my ears, this is happening way out in the middle of no mans land. I thought that only happened in the big cities. I just realized I have a lot to learn. I finished my assessment on the Stephanie which she was health and then I called up to the pediatric unit to see if there was a bed available, the woman who answered the phone asked how long she would need to stay at the hospital. I explained to her that we are unsure, she was dropped off at the door and she is a very young. Then the woman on the phone yells through the nurses station, "we need crib 4-A set up for a baby Jane doe." I explained she has a name, Stephanie White, the lady on the other end of the phone line said, I am truly sorry, didn't realize you were attached to the child so quickly that you named her. I....I didn't name this child she had a name since admission her mother actually brought her to the nurses station here in the emergency department. I thought to my self why am I explaining all of this to the pediatric floor, it shouldn't matter why she is here, she just needs our help and I was going to give this little girl anything she needed, in the moment she was in my care.
Then, I let Ms Lutz Elder RN take the child up to her crib on the second floor. I think she was proud I called up on her to have the responsibility for the job to take her up to the floor. She acted like that has never happened to her. I was also amazed at how motherly she was with this child and I could help to wonder why she didn't work in pediatrics or obstetrics. Then she left the floor with the new born, and I watched as she walked with the newborn all bundled up in a blanket.
Right away I had a new patient, it was a couple of teenage boys who looked like they got into a fight, we stitched them up and sent them on there way. I looked at my clock and it was quarter to seven in the morning, and I was charting my last final things that needed to be charted before Dr. Falk would come and take my position. But, then I felt his presents staring at me from the other side of the nurses station. Roland, he asked if I needed a ride home, but I refused thinking it wasn't going to be too bad to drive home. Roland stated, "Well, you know last night it snowed another seven inches and today it is supposed to snow another eight, I don't think that little thing that you drive is going to make it all winter. It may be nice for your southern style driving but over here, you need something a little more manly. I will wait just in case you decide to change your mind when you leave the hospital." I thought that was a nice gesture but, I am not going to ask him to take me home for I live way up in the sticks. I love where I live but it is a long way out of town, I couldn't imagine anyone wanting to take me home way out there, and then my thoughts were interrupted by Dr. Wyatt, that arrogant doctor I talked to on the phone that hung up on me and then had the nerve to take his phone off the hook. "Dr. Copperhead, why didn't you tell me it was an emergency last night? I came in half past four this morning because the nurse on the surgical unit stated she really needed me to come and check this patient out, I immediately took her to surgery, I made it just in time, she is doing much better now that I dealt with the issue." I explained to him that I tried to explain everything but he cut me off and hung up on me, I also explained to him that I tried to call him back but the phone was busy. He said, "I finally get to met you in person. My name is Dr. Daniel Wyatt. I have been a resident here for five years now. Just a couple quick notes for you is the Next time you call me at one thirty in the morning please learn my cue for emergency is to say STAT. Then at least I will be more willing to come in at one thirty in the morning. Anyways, who is training you they should have told you that it is essential information to know mostly on the night shift?" I said in a very polite tone, even if I was emotionally irritated at this point, "I am sorry Dr. Wyatt, but I did not know, and I am not having any orientation, I have been released on my own after just four hour orientation yesterday morning with administration. So, yes I do not know all the rope, but hope to learn them as soon as possible so thank you." As I said thank you he was off his chair and already out the emergency department and I was relieved almost blessed he was gone and I didn't have to talk to him anymore. I was also thankful when I met Dr. Falk because that was my cue that I could get my things, change, and head home.
I walked slowly to the locker room, changed out of the blue large scrubs that felt like I was drowning all night in. Put back on my comfortable clothes and headed out the revolving doors out to my black Mazda that laid under at least seven inches of snow. To my surprise there he was leaning against my car, Roland, more attractive now then ever with his face glowing off the snow. His black leather coat, and cowboy hat on. It was like a movie and he was the main character. and then he said, "Doc, please allow me to take you home, it's not that far out of my way, I live on the other side of Hoback. I just want to make sure you make it safely home, for we need our doc tonight." I had almost for got I have to come back again to night and work another night shift for I was on a ten day stretch.
I asked him, how I would get my car so I could drive myself into to work tonight and he said, "I will pick you up, you don't have to worry about anything, you are in my hands now." This perfectly good stranger was going to give me a ride home and then pick me up for work, how could this be happening? This never happens where I lived previously. He was such a tall, handsome fella and I wasn't sure how to respond or what to say when he asked. I just asked where his car was, and he pointed to a big white Chevrolet pickup truck that was parked in the parking lot. I had an extremely hard time jumping into this extremely big truck. When we pulled out of the parking lot I realized that I was very grateful that Roland offered me a ride home, because I really doubt if my Mazda would have even made it out of the parking lot with all that snow. Roland and I exchanged a few words and drove the forty some miles to my house and stopped the pick up in the middle of my drive way. He said, "You know doc, I really live back in Jackson, but I knew that little sports car you drive would never make it way up in the mountains so yes I lied and told you I lived close to you so you would allow me to drive you home. I am truly sorry I lied to you. I just...I guess I just wanted to see where an attractive doctor like your self lives here in Wyoming way up in the mountains."
I couldn't believe that he lied to me. But I was grateful, I told him it didn't matter, just next time tell the truth. I offered him into my home for a cup of coffee and he took the offer. Shut off his big white truck and we both walked inside my home. He asked if I wanted him to shovel my driveway and I told him no, for I had Gary coming this morning to plow out my drive way again. We drank coffee and chatted some more, then I looked out the window, and sure enough the snow had started up again. I didn't want him to drive all the way back into town and and then have to drive back out to get me so I offered him to stay in my house for the day.
He was uncertain about staying with me and I wasn't sure either, we both doubted the situation and then I explained in very little detail and he agreed to stay. We both got done with our coffee and I offered my bed to him so he could get a good days rest. But, he refused and said, "I will sleep on your log couch, right here in front of the fire place if you don't mind. The fire place wasn't even burning. Then he got up from his chair went out side, walked out to the woods picked up some old timbers, and brought them back to the house. I was watching him closely out my bow window. He now was a very strong attractive man and he was going to stay in my house, why in the world could I let this happen?
He got back to the house brought in some of the wood that he collected and started up the fireplace. The fire was red, hot, blazing, and had a big flame, I could feel the heat penetrating out of the fireplace. It was calming and perfect. He was a man of many wonders, as we sat on the couch close together watching the fire burn in the fireplace, we both slowly drifted off to sleep.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Chapter 1 New Beginnings
I arrived at the facility in my black Mazda with leather heated seats, wearing a mid thigh black business skirt and white blouse, with a black shiny, vibrant winter coat. I had a twinkle in my eye, for this was a very important day for me; it was the first day of my new job. My dream job to say the least, I have been working toward this goal for the last ten and a half years, and I was ready for a new start. I was ready to make new memories and new friends, for I was successful and excited to finally be doing something worth my while.
I got out my car and shut the door, to realize it had been fifteen degrees outside. If my car wasn't parked in the heated garage I would have noticed this and dressed more appropriately. Brr, why did Wyoming have to be so cold. I walked as fast as my dress shoes would allow me too without slipping on the shiny ice blackened pavement, while I walked into the facility.
Many greeters greeted me as I walked through the revolving doors into the facility. The first thing I thought when I walked into the facility was how beautiful the facility was and elegant to say the least. This is probably the most attractive hospital I have ever been in, and I was proud to be one of the employees. The second thing I noticed, when I got into Saint Johns Hospital was a painting, it was radiate with warm colors flowing throughout the painting, it made me feel warm. The temperature on the inside of the building was pretty close to seventy-two, much warmer than outside. I felt the heat hit my face like an icepick picking off the ice from my cheeks. It was numbing and then turned to pickerly feelings throughout my face and legs where there was exposed skin. It felt delightful, and I was happy to be inside where it was warm. Then, I realized I should have bought the long black trench looking winter coat than the short sportish elegant coat that I was wearing.
I stopped at the information desk to see where new employees met on the first day and they directed me to conference room A-2, which was on the first floor at the hospital. I was the third person in the room, the other two had dress slacks on, I should have known with the cold temperatures outside, probably was a better idea. I also noticed they each had hats and mitten laying on the table in front of them, and both were wearing boots, warm black fluffy moon boots. Who knew that in Wyoming it was this bitterly cold outside, for I came from a warm climate were I thought sixty-two degrees was cold. I guess I had a rude awaking on my first day of my job.
I got out my car and shut the door, to realize it had been fifteen degrees outside. If my car wasn't parked in the heated garage I would have noticed this and dressed more appropriately. Brr, why did Wyoming have to be so cold. I walked as fast as my dress shoes would allow me too without slipping on the shiny ice blackened pavement, while I walked into the facility.
Many greeters greeted me as I walked through the revolving doors into the facility. The first thing I thought when I walked into the facility was how beautiful the facility was and elegant to say the least. This is probably the most attractive hospital I have ever been in, and I was proud to be one of the employees. The second thing I noticed, when I got into Saint Johns Hospital was a painting, it was radiate with warm colors flowing throughout the painting, it made me feel warm. The temperature on the inside of the building was pretty close to seventy-two, much warmer than outside. I felt the heat hit my face like an icepick picking off the ice from my cheeks. It was numbing and then turned to pickerly feelings throughout my face and legs where there was exposed skin. It felt delightful, and I was happy to be inside where it was warm. Then, I realized I should have bought the long black trench looking winter coat than the short sportish elegant coat that I was wearing.
I stopped at the information desk to see where new employees met on the first day and they directed me to conference room A-2, which was on the first floor at the hospital. I was the third person in the room, the other two had dress slacks on, I should have known with the cold temperatures outside, probably was a better idea. I also noticed they each had hats and mitten laying on the table in front of them, and both were wearing boots, warm black fluffy moon boots. Who knew that in Wyoming it was this bitterly cold outside, for I came from a warm climate were I thought sixty-two degrees was cold. I guess I had a rude awaking on my first day of my job.
I was in a group of about ten other new employees that were starting at the facility. Some were new emergency medical technicians, nurses, lab technicians, and house keepers, we all had the same excited look in our eyes and faces. The first week was supposed to be orientation and I was ready to give my complete attention and education to the facility and my personal trainer physician. We were provided a tour by the head of the administrative department, Cody Simon's, he was a short, red haired gentleman. He was very stocky, you could tell he had an office job. He wore brown corduroy pants with a blue and brown stripped shirt that had a coffee stain on the right pocket. He however, was a nice man. It took us twenty-five minutes for the tour then it was done.
All the new employees, had to sit and watch a depressing show about hospice and the way of life for the hospital. I remembered watching the hospice video with the same high pitched speaker, back in second semester of college, so I was double bored. Once the videos were done we were let out for a half hour lunch and told to meet out on the floor for our team leader to meet us. We were all about to leave when the short Simon's said, "Natalie, we are going to separate you from the rest of the group and we will meet you down in the emergency department. You will need to start your job tonight, without any orientation, Jack Razor our old physician called in this morning and said he wasn't coming back, he is dealing with the death of his wife." I thought to myself was Jasmine lying to me about this awesome facility, she told me they took care of there employees here. How are they taking care of me? Why would this be happening to me? I guess, I will have to make the best out of the situation, for I did graduate in the top ten of my class, maybe they figured I could handle the responsibility.
At this time, Simon was hanging his head down reading a yellow post it note that was on the rest of his paper work. He then said I am sorry this is an inconvenience for you and we at Saint John's Hospital will somehow make it up to you. I was so frazzled, I couldn't even concentrate, I never worked any where else before here, how can I be alone on the floor with absolutely no training, what if I... If I screw up, make a mess out of a situation, hurt someone or worse kill someone. All these thoughts were going through my head a mile a minute, and then I realized, I wasted my whole lunch break worrying about this small situation that I had absolutely no control over. I immediately jumped on the first elevator down and arrived on the first floor. I looked franticly for the emergency department, and when I found where it was I was relieved it was a small area of the whole hospital. I started to bring up my self esteem when there he was; a tall, handsome man dressed in blue scrubs, he came up to me and said;
"Hello my name is Roland, and I am going to give you a quick tour here in our emergency department, and then I will let you go home so you can come back tonight for your first shift." As we walked around the department I asked as many questions as possible, and by the time the tour was done I had a good idea to where all the tools and equipment were stored. Roland looked at me and asked if I had any other questions, as he smiled I could almost see a dimple on his right side of his face trying to peek through his skin. Then he said, "Well, Doctor Natalie Copperhead, that is all I can show you; but I will see you tonight at ten."
The only thought that came to my head was he works on the night shift too, how am I going to get any work done, with a attractive looking tall handsome man working at my side. That's all I knew was it was going to be an interesting night, then he left through the sliding revolving doors and I left shortly after.
If I would have known that it was going to snow, I would have grabbed the hot pink snow brush out of my garage that I got for a going away present from my friends in Florida. Where in Florida could you even buy such a thing. I thought they were pulling a prank on me, I never really thought I would have to use this crazy looking mechanism with a shovel on one end and bristles on the other end. But there in the middle of the day, I had to brush off the white, glistering, cold snow on my car before I could even leave the parking lot. Finally, all the snow was brushed off the entire car and I was clear to start making the thirty two minute drive home. I had no clue how to drive in this white fluffy stuff that covered the ground, so instead I stayed in town for a while and bought boots, hat, mittens, scarf, and a blanket just in case my car broke down in the next thirty-two minutes.
The drive home wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, a little slick in places, some blackened ice patches, but I handled the road like I was the road master. I got to my driveway to realize, I forgot to buy a shovel, how was I going to shovel out my driveway. The snowflakes were whirling down from the heavens in clusters of brilliant, white, fluffy mixtures as they fell to the ground to make it glitter.
I went into the house found a phone book and looked into the yellow pages for a snow removal service, there was many listed. I sat by the phone, with the cloud looking phone book in my lap and called every single snow removal service listed to find out no one comes this high up into the mountains. I thought to myself, now what am I going to do, there is going to be too much snow at ten o'clock tonight to take out my Mazda. But, then I turned the page and found the mountain snow removal service that charged outrageous amounts of money for snow removal, but I had no choice, but to get Gary the owner of the business to remove the snow in my driveway. I called Gary, and asked if he could remove the snow in my driveway before ten o'clock tonight, to my disappointment he said no, but he would do it for twice the amount he was asking for regular removal, I said please come and remove my snow, for I am new in the area and a doctor to say the least. I should have been more educated on the geographic of the area that I lived, for then I wouldn't be in this increment I was in now.
When I first walked into the house the phone was ringing, it was my sister, Cynthia, on the other end of the line. She had called me to see how my first day of my new job went. I told her it was good and they are making me work the night shift tonight. She was ex tactic on the phone, it felt as though she was screaming through the lines of the phone, I could hear the wires of the phone line outside cracking from her screechy voice. I was glad one person in my family was happy for me and my new exciting life. As the time went on, my sister Cynthia, told me she missed me and that she was going to move into an apartment in Rock Springs, Wyoming with her two small children. Rock Springs is just off interstate eighty. Cynthia said to me that she didn't want to be to much out of the way of civilization. I thought to myself, I love my new home and I loved everything about the smells of the forest and the mountains, and the beauty of it all. Cynthia has no realization to how magnificently beautiful the state of Wyoming truly can be. I just knew she was dealing with rough times in her life right now with her recent loss.
Cynthia had recently went through the death of her husband due to an overdose of the prescription drug Vicodin, She has two precious little children at home that maybe a change in her life wouldn't be so bad after all. I asked her when she was going to move to Wyoming and she said, "Two months." I was happy that I would have a piece of my family here in Wyoming with me, even if I would have to wait two months. We said our good byes and I laid on the couch to take a nap before the night shift would start. I knew I had to leave at least an hour and a half early to make it through all the snow that kept on falling from the blackened sky. The last thought that went through my head before I fell asleep was that this was the first day of the rest of my life. And my eyes slowly closed.
The drive home wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, a little slick in places, some blackened ice patches, but I handled the road like I was the road master. I got to my driveway to realize, I forgot to buy a shovel, how was I going to shovel out my driveway. The snowflakes were whirling down from the heavens in clusters of brilliant, white, fluffy mixtures as they fell to the ground to make it glitter.
I went into the house found a phone book and looked into the yellow pages for a snow removal service, there was many listed. I sat by the phone, with the cloud looking phone book in my lap and called every single snow removal service listed to find out no one comes this high up into the mountains. I thought to myself, now what am I going to do, there is going to be too much snow at ten o'clock tonight to take out my Mazda. But, then I turned the page and found the mountain snow removal service that charged outrageous amounts of money for snow removal, but I had no choice, but to get Gary the owner of the business to remove the snow in my driveway. I called Gary, and asked if he could remove the snow in my driveway before ten o'clock tonight, to my disappointment he said no, but he would do it for twice the amount he was asking for regular removal, I said please come and remove my snow, for I am new in the area and a doctor to say the least. I should have been more educated on the geographic of the area that I lived, for then I wouldn't be in this increment I was in now.
When I first walked into the house the phone was ringing, it was my sister, Cynthia, on the other end of the line. She had called me to see how my first day of my new job went. I told her it was good and they are making me work the night shift tonight. She was ex tactic on the phone, it felt as though she was screaming through the lines of the phone, I could hear the wires of the phone line outside cracking from her screechy voice. I was glad one person in my family was happy for me and my new exciting life. As the time went on, my sister Cynthia, told me she missed me and that she was going to move into an apartment in Rock Springs, Wyoming with her two small children. Rock Springs is just off interstate eighty. Cynthia said to me that she didn't want to be to much out of the way of civilization. I thought to myself, I love my new home and I loved everything about the smells of the forest and the mountains, and the beauty of it all. Cynthia has no realization to how magnificently beautiful the state of Wyoming truly can be. I just knew she was dealing with rough times in her life right now with her recent loss.
Cynthia had recently went through the death of her husband due to an overdose of the prescription drug Vicodin, She has two precious little children at home that maybe a change in her life wouldn't be so bad after all. I asked her when she was going to move to Wyoming and she said, "Two months." I was happy that I would have a piece of my family here in Wyoming with me, even if I would have to wait two months. We said our good byes and I laid on the couch to take a nap before the night shift would start. I knew I had to leave at least an hour and a half early to make it through all the snow that kept on falling from the blackened sky. The last thought that went through my head before I fell asleep was that this was the first day of the rest of my life. And my eyes slowly closed.
Preface
I have never imagined working in a town hospital in the heart of Jackson, Wyoming. I am a southerner, I have a southern accent, for I lived in North Carolina for most of my life. I attended North Carolina State University, where I thought I met my soul mate, who turned out to be a real class loser, who now is a prison mate. Needless to say, he was putting a weight on my shoulders; and I almost dropped out of medical school. After going through a rough relationship that ended terrible, I realized that if I would stay in North Carolina to finish my Doctorate and graduate, I would probably never have graduated. So I decided to transfer to University of Florida to finish up my degree and graduate. I accomplished what I was out to get but, when I graduated I needed to quickly find a job and pay off my school loans. I personally didn't want to stay in Florida, it was always so busy, traffic was tortuous. I just wanted somewhere a little less fasted paced. I wanted a way out, I wanted to start a new life, somewhere where there was no strings attached.
I knew a friend by the name Jasmine who worked in Jackson, Wyoming and absolutely loved her job. She was a nurse on the medical floor at the hospital and she felt the hospital really cared about its professional employees, for the facility treated them outstandingly good. I decided to put in an application for a job on the night shift in the emergency department. When I got an interview, I was excited, phone interview went as expected, and recently I got the job.
I moved out to Wyoming within the next couple of weeks. Bought a small three bedroom rustic cabin with a brownish gray rustic holey barn. I think everyone in Wyoming had a barn, I guess it is a necessity of architecture. My property is on the outside of Jackson, in a small village called Hoback, on the outside of the Hoback Junction. It is 5,879 feet above sea level. I can see the Rocky mountains, Teton National Park and snake river from my property. The sights from my window are spectacular and outstanding this time of the year. The pines are covered in a white glistering snow.
I will start my new job as Natalie Copperhead, Emergency MD. This is when my life completely took a 360 and changed forever..
I knew a friend by the name Jasmine who worked in Jackson, Wyoming and absolutely loved her job. She was a nurse on the medical floor at the hospital and she felt the hospital really cared about its professional employees, for the facility treated them outstandingly good. I decided to put in an application for a job on the night shift in the emergency department. When I got an interview, I was excited, phone interview went as expected, and recently I got the job.
I moved out to Wyoming within the next couple of weeks. Bought a small three bedroom rustic cabin with a brownish gray rustic holey barn. I think everyone in Wyoming had a barn, I guess it is a necessity of architecture. My property is on the outside of Jackson, in a small village called Hoback, on the outside of the Hoback Junction. It is 5,879 feet above sea level. I can see the Rocky mountains, Teton National Park and snake river from my property. The sights from my window are spectacular and outstanding this time of the year. The pines are covered in a white glistering snow.
I will start my new job as Natalie Copperhead, Emergency MD. This is when my life completely took a 360 and changed forever..
Friday, January 1, 2010
Small Town Doc ((Back of Book, description))
Natalie is a successful Doctor and has the perfect profession. Her life is in order until she falls for Roland who is a paramedic at her facility. He is tall, handsome, with dark brown eyes and hair, a typical cowboy for Wyoming. Right when she thinks she has everything figured out, she is faced with a family crisis.
Her sister Emily is in a deadly car accident with her two children. It is up to Natalie to take in her sisters two children. Will she have the courage to take in her niece and nephew or will she let family services step in? What will Natalie do? Can she handle the new changes in her life or will she go off the deep end? Does she have the motherly instinct to care for these children? Is her new relationship with Roland strong enough to manage through her life changing events? Will her life long lover help her or leave her through the changes in her life?
Can Natalie manage the pressures of her job, raising a family, and a new relationship? Will she have to choose between love, family, or will she realize that she can have them both.
Her sister Emily is in a deadly car accident with her two children. It is up to Natalie to take in her sisters two children. Will she have the courage to take in her niece and nephew or will she let family services step in? What will Natalie do? Can she handle the new changes in her life or will she go off the deep end? Does she have the motherly instinct to care for these children? Is her new relationship with Roland strong enough to manage through her life changing events? Will her life long lover help her or leave her through the changes in her life?
Can Natalie manage the pressures of her job, raising a family, and a new relationship? Will she have to choose between love, family, or will she realize that she can have them both.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
A Fresh Start to the New Year
I am going to start writing books and this is where I will start.
Every month I will post a chapter to my book/s. Please feel free to message me what you think of the chapter to the book/s. I will let you know when is the ending of the book and the start of a new book. I will not start a new book until one is finished. If you like it, message me why. If you hate it message me why. If you want to give me ideas for the next chapter message me as well. I am always open to new and open minds, and I am also good with criticism.
I want to take my books and publish them in December of 2010.
Just think if you help me out, you will all ready have the preview of the book.
Thank you!
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