“He pulled through the first round of surgeries well…the next few hours will be critical”
“There is going to be some nerve damage…until we bring him out of the medically induced coma and wean him off the morphine there is no telling how much or how little sensitivity he may have in his hands or feet.”
“There’s been a complication with one of his feet, it appears that a previous surgery on the quad in that leg lightly narrowed an artery during repair, not enough blood is getting to the foot, we’ve got him on blood thinners to help the flow. All we can do is wait.”
Wisdom just shakes her head with the images in her head like waking nightmares as she heads back to Butch’s room. She drops her cup of hot chocolate and picks up the pace with a sprint as she hears a horrifying announcement ringing in the hall.
“Code Blue….Code Blue”
As she rushes towards the room her heart leaps into her throat and she feels like she wants to faint. He vision blurs but she keeps running.
She sees Butch being wheeled from his room…doctors and nurses speeding him from the room to the elevators. She rushes up and tries to get in but nurses come over to hold her back as the door closes.
(Wisdom): What’s going on? Get out of my fuking way.
(Nurse): We don’t know, his blood pressure dropped extremely low suddenly, and his heart stopped briefly.
(Wisdom): Where are they taking him? Let me go…damnit.
(Nurse): Ma’am please calm down, the doctors are taking care of him, the best thing you can do is just take a seat and let them do their jobs.
Wisdom throws her arms up and frustrated she takes a seat outside Butch’s room. He hands are trembling and she looks down at her engagement ring…it catches the light and sparkles in her eyes and suddenly she hears a voice.
(Voice): I need you!
She looks up quickly…
(Wisdom): Butch?
Wisdom pops up and heads back to the elevator, a nurse comes over once again as she pushes the elevator button.
(Nurse): Ma’am please…we’ll notify you the moment there’s any news.
(Wisdom): No….he needs me. He’s calling for me. I can hear him.
The nurse just looks at her as if she’s lost her mind, realizing the stress might be affecting her sense of reality. Wisdom pushes the button again anxious for the elevator.
(Nurse): Ma’am it’s a key access elevator…please just take a seat.
Wisdom removes her arm sling and grabs the nurse slamming her head into the metal elevator doors. Another nurse comes over calling security and as she rushes in Wisdom back-drops her right onto the solid floor. A security guard rushes over and gets nailed right in the groin. She grabs his key-card and swipes it in the access slot calling for the elevator. Moments later she’s upstairs in the surgery wing and running down the hallway trying to find Butch. She sees a room with staff running in and out and hurries over to see Butch on an operating table. She tries to get in the room but again is held back by staff, her arm starting to hurt her more now as she screams “Butch!”
(Wisdom): Goddamnit…get your fuking hands off me.
One of the doctors come out of the room knowing the only solution to the problem is to discuss it with her.
(Doctor): Ms. Wisdom…please…please…we’ve run into a bit of a setback. Mr. Parker has developed septicemia. It’s blood poisoning. He has a very serious infection in his foot, blood is just not getting to it.
(Wisdom): I don’t understand….what does that mean...what are you doing…you can fix this right?
(Doctor): We have to take this step by step, he’s receiving a high dose of antibiotics and we can only monitor the results by the moment. If that fails then I’m afraid we have to…..well let’s just wait and see what happens here.
(Wisdom): Might have to what? Might have to what doctor…don’t play games with me…what?
(Doctor): If we can’t control the sepsis we may have to amputate his foot up to a portion of his leg to eliminate any further threats.
Wisdom’s eyes widen as she covers her mouth.
(Wisdom): No….you can’t do that. I won’t let you…..you’ll take away his entire career.
(Doctor): Miss our goal is to save his life right now…not his career. This is a serious situation he could die.
Wisdom grabs the doctor by the collar and pins him to the wall.
(Wisdom): I don’t care what you do, or who you call, you do whatever it takes to get him back to normal. You’re not taking his foot, his leg or anything else…do you hear me?
Wisdom lets him go and the doctor just looks at her as he re-enters the room. She looks into the room as they prep him, putting her hand on the glass, tear pouring down her eyes.
(Wisdom): Hang on baby…hang on!
She drops her head sobbing when her cell phone starts vibrating…she looks at the caller ID and the name “Diana” is shown as the scene fades to black.
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