<\/p>\n
\u201cDr. Reily!\u201d<\/p>\n
Dr. Siara Reily spun around quickly when a deep voice yelled out her name as she was exiting one of the trauma rooms.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Lance?\u201d she asked as she quickly scribbled down some notes on the patient’s chart.<\/p>\n
\u201cDr. O’Brien needs your assistance; it\u2019s urgent,\u201d Lance Bass replied calmly, but as Siara looked into his eyes, she could see the fear within them.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich room?\u201d<\/p>\n
Lance didn’t reply as he ran towards Trauma 4, the room he had exited moments before, now with Siara right on his heels. They both entered the room to see that the situation was seemingly under control. The patient, the sixteen-year-old boy who had attempted suicide, had been stabilized.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou needed me, Elizabeth?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Siara, I need you to please help me set this patient up for transfer to an ICU room. We need to keep as many trauma rooms open as we can for the critical patients from the MVA.\u201d<\/p>\n
Siara nodded before setting her chart down and walking over to help Elizabeth. Lance turned around, feeling unneeded and began to exit the room in search for another doctor he could assist.<\/p>\n
\u201cLance?\u201d Elizabeth’s voice called out.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you please go to the ER waiting room and speak with this young man’s parents about what happened? The paramedics were unable to get much information before.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lance gave Elizabeth a half-hearted smile as he nodded and walked towards the waiting room, knowing that one of the things he hated to do the most was waiting for him right around the corner.<\/p>\n
Paramedic Kylie Hunter turned away from the ambulance and started off to look for the rest of her EMT squad, consisting of her fellow paramedics Allison Brooks and Harry Littrell, who had gone on to help rescue others involved in the huge interstate pile-up.
\nShe had gone no more than a few yards when a voice shouted her name, causing her to turn around in surprise. She saw one of the paramedics from the Indian Valley ambulance she had just left running towards her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Kylie asked, immediately worrying that something had gone wrong with Cammie, the pregnant woman she had just helped load into that ambulance.
\nHer suspicions were quickly confirmed. \u201cCammie\u2019s water just broke. It looks like she\u2019s going into early labor. Probably a result of the trauma.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s not even quite seven months. It\u2019ll be a preemie,\u201d Kylie said, frowning.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know. I was thinking maybe we should transfer her to your life flight and fly her to Memorial instead. I know you have a better NICU and OB team down there then we do at Indian Valley,\u201d the paramedic said.<\/p>\n
Kylie nodded. \u201cThat\u2019s true\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need to make a decision here quickly so we can get her to a hospital ASAP. Her labor could progress quickly since her water broke. It\u2019ll take about the same amount of time to get to Memorial by copter as it would to Indian Valley by ambulance, so I say we transfer her.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kylie nodded again. \u201cSounds good. Let\u2019s go,\u201d she said, following him back to his ambulance.<\/p>\n
\u201cKylie?\u201d Cammie said, when Kylie returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Cammie,\u201d Kylie said, giving her a calm smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m in labor, Kylie,\u201d Cammie cried, her eyes wide with fear. \u201cI\u2019m only seven months; this isn\u2019t supposed to be happening now!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt happens sometimes after traumatic events like the car accident you were in,\u201d Kylie said sympathetically. \u201cIt puts stress on the mother and baby and sends her into labor early.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs there anything you can do to stop it? Keep it from happening for another two months?\u201d Cammie asked desperately.<\/p>\n
Kylie shook her head regrettably. \u201cNo, not at this point. But don\u2019t worry; you\u2019re in good hands. We\u2019re going to fly you to Memorial Hospital, in Atlantic City. It has the best Neonatal care in the area, so that your baby will have the best chance to live. And anyway, you\u2019re only two months early; we\u2019ve had babies much younger survive. And hey, look on the bright side \u2013 you\u2019re going to be a Mommy tonight.\u201d She offered Cammie a smile.<\/p>\n
Cammie managed a weak smile back, but she was obviously too worried to be happy at that point. Kylie couldn\u2019t blame her one bit. She knew that in her position, she would be just as terrified.<\/p>\n
As quietly as possible, Lance timidly entered the ER waiting room, immediately knowing that the family was the young man’s. He walked across the tile floor and stood before the man and woman until he found an appropriate time to interrupt their grieving.<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, ma’am, I’m Lance Bass, a nurse here at Memorial. I need to ask you a few questions so we can better treat your son,\u201d he introduced professionally, sticking out his hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Lance, I’m James Williams, and this is my wife, Caroline,\u201d the man introduced as shook Lance’s hand and signaled for him to have a seat.<\/p>\n
Lance nodded at the woman politely and sat down at the end of the large couch, clearing his throat before he spoke. “I wish we could have met under better circumstances,” Lance began, but decided to cut the small talk and go directly into what he was sent to find out. \u201cCan you please explain to me what may have caused your son to do this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOliver,\u201d the sobbing woman spoke up suddenly.<\/p>\n
Lance looked at her questioningly, raising his eyebrows waiting for her to continue.<\/p>\n
\u201cHis name is Oliver,\u201d she repeated before breaking into sobs once again.<\/p>\n
Lance nodded and quickly wrote down the name in his notebook he kept to write down important information.<\/p>\n
The fifteen-minutes it took for Lance to get all the information passed by extremely slowly, but he learned a lot. When Mr. Williams was done speaking about what had happened to his son, Lance looked up at the family in sympathy, he himself also reliving something similar that had happened earlier in his life.<\/p>\n
Lance’s older sister Stacey was the vision of perfection, with her blonde hair, green eyes, a family that loved her unconditionally, and a friendly smile that always seemed to light up her face. The year Lance was thirteen and Stacey was sixteen, all hell broke loose within the Bass household. Lance’s parents just weren’t getting along and were planning on getting a divorce, which struck both children hard.<\/p>\n
On this particular night, Lance was in the living room watching his favorite TV program with Stacey as his parents argued in the kitchen about something that had happened that day\u2026<\/p>\n
Lance tuned out the argument, but from the few words he had heard, he figured it was about Stacey, who was sitting on the couch looking down at her feet. When the show went to commercial, Stacey stood up and walked off, after mumbling about getting something out of her room. Lance just nodded and giggled at the stupid local car dealer commercial that was on the screen, unintentionally forgetting about his sister.<\/p>\n
Fifteen minutes later, when the show ended, Lance turned off the TV and walked up the stairs, wishing his parents would quit their yelling for a few moments at least. He entered his darkened room, quietly singing a country song under his breath, and turned on the light.<\/p>\n
Throughout the house, a blood-curdling scream echoed within the walls.<\/p>\n
At least for the moment, the yelling had stopped.<\/p>\n
As Lance quickly left the waiting room, he wished the family good luck and set off to find Dr. O’Brien, hoping that the morbid visions wouldn’t haunt him tonight, not when so many lives were at stake.<\/p>\n
A short while later, Elizabeth stood on the roof of the hospital, her brown hair blowing wildly as the life-flight helicopter gently lowered to the landing pad.<\/p>\n
As soon as it had touched the cement of the roof, Elizabeth took off running towards it, ducking her head as she neared the propellers. Lance and nurse Natalie Spade followed her.<\/p>\n
The door to the helicopter opened, and out jumped paramedic AJ McLean, followed by Allison Brooks, who was busily bagging her patient, a girl in her late twenties who lay unconscious on the gurney. Jack Palmer was on the gurney as well, straddling the girl as he gave her chest compressions.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-eight-year-old female involved in MVA. Possibly blunt trauma to the head and tension pneumothorax from a broken rib,\u201d AJ shouted to Elizabeth over the loud whirring of the helicopter\u2019s propellers. \u201cPalmer nicked her artery while doing needle thoracostomy. Lost a pulse about five minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right, let\u2019s get her inside!\u201d Elizabeth shouted, as they lowered the gurney to the ground.<\/p>\n
\u201cAJ, wait!\u201d called Bianca Parker, as she painfully climbed out of the helicopter.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on,\u201d AJ said, grabbing her hand and dragging her along with him as they ran back inside.<\/p>\n
\u201cBianca, what are you doing here?\u201d Elizabeth asked, once they had made it back inside, noticing her colleague for the first time. \u201cI thought you were in Raleigh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe were on the way, but we got into the wreck,\u201d Bianca said, rubbing at her tearstained cheeks.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you all right?!\u201d Elizabeth asked in concern, looking back at Bianca as she hurried alongside the gurney.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d Bianca said, nodding quickly. \u201cBut Brianna\u2026\u201d she trailed off, blinking back tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know we\u2019ll do our best to help her,\u201d Elizabeth said assuredly, giving her a quick pat on the arm as they made it to the elevator and took it downstairs to the ER.<\/p>\n
\u201cTrauma 3,\u201d Lance announced, leading the group into the empty trauma room.<\/p>\n
\u201cHook her up to the heart monitor and get me a crash cart!\u201d Jack cried, still giving Brianna chest compressions.<\/p>\n
The nurses sprang into action. Lance hurriedly attached small pads to Brianna\u2019s chest that lead to the heart monitor. Natalie ran out of the room and was back in less than a minute, wheeling the crash cart that contained the paddles to shock Brianna\u2019s heart.<\/p>\n
\u201cCharge to 300,\u201d Jack said, climbing off the gurney.<\/p>\n
\u201cCharged,\u201d Natalie said, handing the paddles to him.<\/p>\n
\u201cClear!\u201d<\/p>\n
Jack pressed the paddles to Brianna\u2019s chest, and again, her body jumped with the charge. But this time, the line on the heart monitor, which had been flat since it had been turned on, peaked slightly and then again, this time even higher.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ve got a rhythm,\u201d Jack announced, letting out a loud sigh of relief. \u201cAll right, we need to put in a chest tube. And get a surgeon down here. I hit her artery, and she\u2019s losing a lot of blood. It needs to be repaired right away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLance, get a surgeon!\u201d Elizabeth commanded, sending Lance running out of the room.<\/p>\n
Noticing Bianca, who was standing off to the side, watching with wide eyes, Elizabeth said gently, \u201cBianca, I think you should leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
Bianca looked up at her dazedly. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be in here. Why don\u2019t you go get yourself checked out; you look pretty banged up,\u201d Elizabeth said. \u201cNatalie, would you take Bianca-\u201c<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, please, I want to stay,\u201d Bianca interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, really, Bianca, you-\u201c<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I can help!\u201d Bianca argued, her voice rising.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not supposed to help on friends or family; it\u2019s a policy here,\u201d Elizabeth said. \u201cNow, please, go with Natalie and get yourself examined.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cElizabeth, please,\u201d Bianca pleaded. \u201cI\u2019ll just watch if you want; I won\u2019t help. But please let me stay; she\u2019s my friend!\u201d<\/p>\n
Elizabeth opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by Jack\u2019s sudden shout, \u201cHer chest\u2019s full of blood!\u201d<\/p>\n
Elizabeth whirled around to see blood flowing rapidly from the small hole he had made to insert the chest tube into Brianna. \u201cWhere\u2019s Lance?\u201d she demanded, her gentle tone vanishing. \u201cWe need a surgeon right now, damn it!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNatalie, get me a thoracotomy tray, stat!\u201d Jack cried.<\/p>\n
Elizabeth hurried to help Jack, forgetting about Bianca for the time being.<\/p>\n
Bianca stood in shock, watching helplessly as the blood spilled from her best friend\u2019s chest. She had seen many critical patients, many bloody patients, but it had never affected her, not like this. It was a lot different when your best friend was the one lying on that gurney.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do we got here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Surgeon Kevin Richardson burst through the doors, startling Bianca.<\/p>\n
\u201cTension pneumothorax with a hole in the intercostal artery,\u201d Elizabeth said. \u201cShe\u2019s got a chestful of blood, and her pressure\u2019s dropping.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kevin nodded, pushing Jack aside so he could work on repairing Brianna\u2019s artery.<\/p>\n
\u201cJack, why don\u2019t you go take a look at Bianca in one of the exam rooms?\u201d Elizabeth suggested, realizing Bianca was still in the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cSure,\u201d Jack said, removing his bloodied gloves and gown. \u201cCome on, Bianca.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJack, please,\u201d Bianca tried to argue again, but he grabbed her hand and gave her a tug.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be seeing all this. Don\u2019t you worry, Brianna\u2019s in good hands. Now we need to get you checked out,\u201d Jack said gently.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d Bianca snapped, pulling out of his grasp. \u201cI want to stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDr. Parker, this is not your patient. Get out of here now,\u201d Elizabeth said, her tone turning sharp and boss-like. She didn\u2019t want to be hard on Bianca, but she knew how stubborn Bianca could be. Elizabeth was going to have to play superior to get her to leave.<\/p>\n
Bianca glared tearfully at Elizabeth but reluctantly allowed Jack to lead her out of the trauma room.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-two year old woman, seven months pregnant with first child, involved in the MVA. Short LOC on scene, but injuries look to be minor. Her water broke almost half an hour ago, probably a result of the trauma on the baby,\u201d Kylie spouted off to Ivory Harnett, who had met the life flight helicopter on the roof of the hospital to take over Cammie\u2019s care.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s take her to Trauma 2,\u201d Ivory directed, once they reached the Emergency Room. They pushed the stretcher into the second trauma room and quickly transferred Cammie over to the gurney in the center of the room. \u201cAll right, first of all, Melissa, page OB and get someone down here to examine Cammie. Then I need\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCammie, I have to go now, all right?\u201d Kylie said to Cammie, once she was in the hands of Dr. Harnett and her team.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right,\u201d Cammie said, her voice shaky. \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re welcome. Good luck with your baby,\u201d Kylie said, giving her a confident smile. Then she followed Harry and Allison out of the trauma room.<\/p>\n
It was part of Kylie\u2019s job to not get emotionally attached to any of the patients she worked on because she was with them for such a short time, and sometimes, they did make it. But there were times when Kylie could not help but get attached. There were some people, like Cammie, that just affected her more than others. She could relate to poor Cammie, a young woman who was pregnant with her first baby and terrified that it was not going to make it. Kylie didn\u2019t have any children of her own yet, but she wanted to start a family and could not wait till she had a baby of her own.<\/p>\n
Please keep Cammie and her baby safe, Lord,<\/em> Kylie whispered in her mind, as she lagged along behind Harry and Allison.<\/p>\n \u201cThere. Good as new,\u201d Jack said a while later, as he slapped a band-aid over a freshly-sutured cut on Bianca\u2019s forehead.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks, Jack,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n \u201cNow, are you sure you don\u2019t have any pain anywhere else? I mean, I really should give you a thorough exam, just in case-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m fine,\u201d Bianca said abruptly. \u201cAnd no offense or anything, but that would be really weird. You know, having you examine me. I mean-\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know what you mean,\u201d Jack said with a nod. \u201cYou\u2019d feel weird being the patient instead of the doctor and having one of your colleagues examine you<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n She smiled slightly and nodded. \u201cThanks for understanding.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo problem. But listen, if you start feeling funny, make sure you get someone to check you out, okay? Another doctor, a nurse\u2026 AJ\u2026\u201d He winked, causing her to blush and smile for just an instant. But the smile faded just as quickly.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, speaking of AJ, you want me to get him for you?\u201d Jack asked.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s still on duty,\u201d Bianca replied, her voice dull.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure he could take a break,\u201d Jack said. \u201cYou want me to see if I can find him?\u201d<\/p>\n Bianca bit her lip, and Jack could see in her eyes that she really did want her boyfriend with her. But she didn\u2019t want to call him away from his work if he was needed.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll get him,\u201d Jack said. \u201cBut first, let\u2019s go to the lounge, okay? I\u2019m sure you\u2019d rather wait there than in this exam room.\u201d<\/p>\n Bianca nodded and let Jack help her down from the examining table. Taking her by the arm, Jack led her to the lounge. He sat her down at the table and got her a cup of coffee.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks,\u201d Bianca mumbled, taking a tiny sip of the hot liquid from the little styrofoam cup. Then she pushed it away, folded her arms on top of the table, and buried her head in them.<\/p>\n Jack watched her in sympathy for a moment, then sat down beside her and silently began to rub his hand soothingly across her back. He knew how Addie liked that when she was upset and hoped it would work to comfort Bianca as well.<\/p>\n Suddenly, the door to the lounge burst open, and a curly-haired blonde came sauntering in.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Dr. Palmer,\u201d he said. \u201cBoy, I\u2019m glad to see you here. You got anything for me to do? I\u2019ve been doing some crap for Dr. O\u2019Brien, but-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cJustin!\u201d Jack snapped, halting his med student. \u201cCan\u2019t you see I\u2019m busy right now? Get out of here!\u201d<\/p>\n Justin\u2019s eyes shifted to Bianca, who was looking up at him with a red face and watery eyes. \u201cDr. Parker? What are you doing here? I thought you were-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cGet out, Timberlake!\u201d Jack shouted.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay\u2026 sorry,\u201d he mumbled, turning around and leaving as quickly as he could.<\/p>\n Bianca sniffed. \u201cThat was kinda harsh, Jack, don\u2019t you think? He couldn\u2019t help it,\u201d she said softly.<\/p>\n Jack rolled his eyes, but he knew she was right. Bianca\u2019s student was young, inexperienced, and seemingly immature for his age. He was going to have to learn some manners, but it was only his first day, and he had even come back that night to work extra hours, so Jack couldn\u2019t really be mad at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d better go talk to him,\u201d Bianca continued, wiping her eyes. \u201cLet him know what\u2019s going on.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, you stay here. I\u2019ll go talk to him, give him something else to do. Be right back,\u201d Jack said, patting Bianca\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n Outside the lounge, he saw Justin at the nurses\u2019 station, talking to one of the nurses.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Justin!\u201d Jack called.<\/p>\n Justin turned around, his face falling when he saw Jack. \u201cLook, Dr. Palmer, I\u2019m really sorry. I didn\u2019t realize-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cI know, Justin. It\u2019s all right. I shouldn\u2019t have snapped at you,\u201d Jack interrupted. \u201cOne of Dr. Parker\u2019s friends was just brought in in critical condition, and they\u2019re working on her right now. She\u2019s really upset.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Justin said sympathetically.<\/p>\n Jack nodded. \u201cI do have something you could do for me though. Would you see if you can find AJ McLean somewhere around here? He\u2019s a paramedic with dark, spiky hair and lots of tattoos. You\u2019ll know him when you see him. He might have already left to go on a call, but if he comes back here to bring in a patient anytime soon, tell him that Bianca\u2019s in the lounge and really needs to talk to him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Justin said, nodding.<\/p>\n \u201cThanks,\u201d Jack said and went down the hall to Trauma 3 to check on Brianna. As he reached the room, Elizabeth was just coming out, tossing her bloodied gown and gloves into the garbage as she crossed the threshold.<\/p>\n \u201cHow\u2019s she doing?\u201d Jack said.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019ll make it,\u201d Elizabeth said. \u201cRichardson repaired her artery; he\u2019s in there closing her chest now. Where\u2019s Bianca?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s in the lounge. She\u2019s really upset,\u201d Jack replied.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, tell her Brianna\u2019s stable now, but don\u2019t bring her in yet. It\u2019s pretty bloody in there. Tell her she can see her in a little bit, once Richardson\u2019s done, and the nurses have gotten her cleaned up and bandaged.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAll right. Thanks, Elizabeth,\u201d Jack said and headed back to the lounge to tell Bianca the good news.<\/p>\n \u201cGood job, Cammie. You\u2019re doing great,\u201d Ivory said to her patient, whose premature labor was progressing rapidly, more quickly than Ivory had expected.<\/p>\n Taking Melissa aside, she whispered, \u201cWhen the hell is OB going to get down here? She\u2019s going to be ready to push before we know it, and I really don\u2019t want to have to deliver this baby myself.\u201d<\/p>\n At twenty-seven, Ivory wasn\u2019t completely new to this, but there were still things that she had yet to experience. She had delivered babies before, but not very many, and only under heavy supervision. Now she was on her own, with a mother with complications and a baby that was premature.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll go page them again,\u201d Melissa said, leaving the room.<\/p>\n \u201cIs everything okay?\u201d Cammie asked from the bed, breathing hard.<\/p>\n \u201cEverything\u2019s just fine,\u201d Ivory assured her, smiling. \u201cWe\u2019re just waiting for one of the obstetricians to come down and help with your delivery.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Cammie said, hoping that that part of labor would come soon, for she was growing more and more apprehensive with each contraction. She wished her husband Ron was there with her. They had been taking Lamaze classes together, and he was supposed to have been her coach for when she was in labor. But he was away on business, and the hospital hadn\u2019t been able to reach him yet. She was going to be doing this all alone.<\/p>\n All of a sudden, an alarming beep started to sound. Ivory glanced down at the fetal monitor attached to Cammie, shocked to see that the baby\u2019s heart rate was dropping.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Cammie cried, her eyes wide. \u201cIs something wrong with the baby??\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIts heart rate is going down,\u201d Ivory said, watching the monitor carefully.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt means the baby is in distress. It\u2019s not getting enough oxygen,\u201d Ivory said. She knew the baby was going to have to be delivered soon, probably by Cesarean section, for Cammie was not far enough to push yet. She was not qualified for doing a C-section though; she needed an obstetrician. \u201cCammie, I need to get some from OB down here right now, in case we have to do a C-section. I\u2019ll be right back. Just hang tight,\u201d Ivory said quickly, darting out of the room.<\/p>\n Melissa was just returning. \u201cOB said someone will be down in a little while,\u201d he told Ivory.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not good enough; I need them now! The baby\u2019s in distress. Cammie might need a C-section, and I can\u2019t do that!\u201d Ivory cried.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what do you want me to do? Call them again?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, get in there with Cammie; she\u2019s probably freaking out. I\u2019ll make sure someone gets down there. Be right back,\u201d Ivory said determinedly, hurrying past him.<\/p>\n The first person she saw in the hall was Justin, Bianca\u2019s med student. Deciding he was perfect for the job she needed done, she called, \u201cJustin!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah?\u201d he asked, coming over to her.<\/p>\n \u201cJustin, go to the receptionist\u2019s desk and make someone call the OB floor and get an OB down here ASAP. This is an emergency, tell them that!\u201d Ivory said breathlessly.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay,\u201d Justin said with a confident nod and took off running for the receptionist\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n Mariah Johnson sat at the receptionist\u2019s desk in the ER, carefully applying red lipstick to her lips. Puckering up, she blew a kiss into her compact mirror, then gave her lips another coat.<\/p>\n She was startled by loud footsteps running down the hall, and her hand jerked.<\/p>\n \u201cExcuse me!\u201d came a breathless voice.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat do you want?\u201d Mariah asked in annoyance. Setting down her compact, she looked up to find the new med student, Justin, leaning up against the counter, obviously winded. Her eyes roamed over him with newfound interest. She found him so strikingly attractive, tall and buff with blonde, curly hair and blue eyes. Smiling flirtatiously, she said sweetly, \u201cI\u2019m sorry. Didn\u2019t mean to sound so rude. So, what can I do for you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI need you to call an obstetrician down here right away. It\u2019s an emergency,\u201d he panted.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, everything down here\u2019s an emergency, now isn\u2019t it? That\u2019s why they call it the Emergency Room.\u201d She giggled, as if what she had said was actually funny.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease, it really is. Dr. Harnett said to \u2018get an obstetrician down here ASAP\u2019,\u201d he said, quoting the doctor.<\/p>\n \u201cAll right, all right, hold your horses.\u201d Mariah picked up the phone, dialed, and pressed it to her ear, staring at Justin the whole time. He shifted uncomfortably under her surveillance. \u201cHelloooo there, this is Mariah down in the ER. Can you send an OB down here right now? Pretty please?\u201d She giggled, winking at Justin. \u201cAlrighty, thank you!\u201d Hanging up the phone, she said to Justin, \u201cDr. Reyes should be down in a few minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks,\u201d said Justin and hurried away.<\/p>\n Mariah smiled, admiring Justin\u2019s ass as he ran off. Once he was gone, she picked up her compact again. The smile immediately left her face when she noticed a big red streak of lipstick smeared across her cheek.<\/p>\n \u201cOh good, Dr. Reyes, you\u2019re here,\u201d Ivory said, sighing in relief when she saw the obstetrician, Melanie Reyes, come into the room.<\/p>\n \u201cNo problem. What do we have?\u201d<\/p>\n Ivory updated her on Cammie\u2019s condition. As Melanie studied the fetal heart monitor and ultrasound, her expression grew very serious. Leaning close to Ivory and speaking low so that Cammie would not hear, she said, \u201cShe needs a C-section right away, and I\u2019m going to have to do it here. There\u2019s no time to move her. I need you to page OB and have them send a couple of nurses down. Then I need you to page Siara Reily to come in here and take care of the baby once it\u2019s born. Okay?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGot it,\u201d Ivory said and hurried out of the room to round everyone up.<\/p>\n Turning to Cammie, Melanie said, \u201cOkay, Cammie, here\u2019s the problem. Your baby is suffering from fetal distress syndrome, which is a lack of oxygen. The umbilical cord is wrapped around his neck, and that\u2019s what\u2019s causing it. We need to do a C-section right away so that we can get him out and cut the cord before it strangles him.\u201d<\/p>\n Cammie nodded. \u201cDo it,\u201d she said, her voice shaking with tears. \u201cDo anything you have to; just please, please save him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHere, Bianca. I\u2019ll leave you alone with her for a little bit, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n Bianca smiled gratefully at Jack, as he led her into Brianna\u2019s room. \u201cThanks,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n He gave her an encouraging smile and nodded. \u201cNo problem,\u201d he said, leaving the room.<\/p>\n Once he was gone, Bianca walked up to Brianna\u2019s bedside and pulled up a chair to sit in. A lump rose in her throat, and she blinked back tears. She felt for all the families of patients she had treated before; now she knew exactly what they went through.<\/p>\n \u201cBrianna,\u201d she said softly, grabbing a hold of her friend\u2019s pale hand. She knew that Brianna was probably able to hear her, especially since she was not even in a coma really, just unconscious. \u201cBrie, it\u2019s me, Bean. Can you open your eyes for me?\u201d She knew that Brianna could regain consciousness at any time, and she hoped it was soon, knowing she would feel much better once her friend was awake and talking. \u201cOkay, well, that\u2019s fine. I know how you like to sleep.\u201d Bianca swallowed hard; she was having a tough time trying to keep calm and talk normally to Brianna. \u201cHow about squeezing my hand then? Can you do that?\u201d<\/p>\n Biting her lip in concentration, Bianca sat stock still and waited, willing Brianna to squeeze her hand. Seconds later, she felt it \u2013 a weak squeeze. Breaking into a smile, she exclaimed, \u201cGood, Brie! That\u2019s great! Now all you have to do is wake up for me. We\u2019ve got our concert to get to, remember?\u201d She chuckled cynically, knowing there was no way they\u2019d be going to see Fuel now. She didn\u2019t care though; all she wanted was her best friend back.<\/p>\n As she sat there, a sensation of nausea suddenly came over her. Rubbing her stomach in discomfort, Bianca frowned, slightly worried. But, looking back to Brianna, she quickly attributed her queasiness to the traumatic events of that night and seeing her friend like that, so still and pale. Or maybe it was just from not eating. After all, she hadn\u2019t had anything since dinner, and that was hours ago. She didn\u2019t feel like eating, but she knew she would probably feel better if she got something into her stomach. She made a mental note to get something from the cafeteria when she was done visiting Brianna.<\/p>\n Suddenly, over the intercom, Bianca heard the call, \u201cCode blue in Trauma 4! Code blue in Trauma 4!\u201d<\/p>\n A code blue meant cardiac arrest. Her doctor\u2019s instinct kicking in, Bianca immediately jerked up, knowing that Trauma 4 was the room right next door to Brianna\u2019s. Letting go of Brianna\u2019s hand, she ran through the door connecting the two trauma rooms and into Trauma 4, where a teenage boy lay, a flat line running across his heart monitor, the machine wailing, as it had been earlier for Brianna.<\/p>\n The only one there at that moment to save him, Bianca dragged the crash cart, which was positioned in the corner of the room, over to the boy\u2019s gurney. She quickly charged the paddles and pressed them to the boy\u2019s chest, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. His heart did not respond, and she charged them again.<\/p>\n \u201cBianca?!\u201d she heard in the background, as she shocked him again.<\/p>\n Bianca turned around to see Elizabeth bustle into the room, looking at Bianca with wide, surprised eyes. \u201cWhat are you doing??\u201d she demanded.<\/p>\n \u201cSaving this kid\u2019s life. He\u2019s not a DNR, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, but Oliver is my patient! You\u2019re not even on duty; you\u2019re not supposed to be treating anyone!\u201d Elizabeth protested.<\/p>\n \u201cToo bad; you weren\u2019t here,\u201d Bianca fired back, as she charged the paddles again. This time, when she shocked him, the electrocardiograph sprung to life, the flat line rising and falling irregularly. \u201cHe\u2019s got a rhythm,\u201d Bianca said, putting the paddles down. \u201cThere. Now you can take care of him.\u201d<\/p>\n She flashed Elizabeth a rather smug smile and breezed out of the room, leaving Elizabeth to roll her eyes and tend to Oliver.<\/p>\n Bianca was going to head back into Brianna\u2019s room, but once she made it to the hallway, the nausea returned. Telling herself she would be fine, she went back to Brianna\u2019s room anyway and quickly sat down in the chair beside the bed, hoping that sitting down would make her feel better.<\/p>\n But in the next few minutes, the nausea steadily grew worse, until Bianca felt awful. \u201cI\u2019ll be right back, Brianna. I have to hit the bathroom,\u201d Bianca choked out. Although she felt horrible, her main concern was still Brianna, and she didn\u2019t want her friend to worry if she left suddenly. With that, she hurried out of the room and headed towards the nearest bathroom.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Bianca, you all right?\u201d asked Lance, looking at her strangely as she hurried past him in the hallway.<\/p>\n Bianca didn\u2019t answer; her focus on only one thing \u2013 getting to the bathroom in time. \u201cOh my God,\u201d Bianca gasped aloud, cold sweat dripping in between her shoulder blades, her face pasty and wet with perspiration. \u201cOh\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n She tried to get up, knowing she had to get herself some help, but her knees were weak and would not support her. And then, before she could even try to drag herself from the stall, the nausea hit her again, and she leaned back over the toilet and sent another waterfall of bloody vomit spewing into the toilet with a sickening plop.<\/p>\n Her breath coming in short, shallow gasps, her body shaky and clammy, her stomach cramping with fiery pain, Bianca gripped the seat of the toilet and used it to pull herself up from the floor. She made it to her feet and turned, fumbling with the lock on the door, trying to get out of the stall. The door flung open, and she staggered out dizzily. Her vision blackened with each faltering step, as her body went hot, then cold, and she felt the sensation of falling. And finally, she did fall, unable to hold herself any more. The blackness closed in on her, and like the light, she quickly faded away.<\/p>\n AJ entered the ER lounge and looked around, surprised to find it unoccupied. One of the med students had caught him after he had dropped off a patient a few minutes earlier and told him that Bianca was in the lounge and needed to talk to him, but she was not there.<\/p>\n With a shrug, AJ left the lounge and walked down the hallway, looking for someone who might know where Bianca had gone. He figured she was probably visiting Brianna, but he was not sure where Brianna was.<\/p>\n Spotting Jack walking out of one of the exam rooms, AJ called to him.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, AJ,\u201d Jack said. \u201cWhat\u2019s up? Have you talked to Bianca yet?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, I was just looking for her. She\u2019s not in the lounge. Do you know where she went?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, she went to Brianna\u2019s room. Trauma 3,\u201d Jack replied.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay, thanks, Jack,\u201d AJ said and went on down the hall to Brianna\u2019s room. But when he got there, the only one in the room with Brianna was Natalie, who was busy taking her vitals.<\/p>\n \u201cHey, Natalie, was Bianca just in here?\u201d AJ asked her from the doorway.<\/p>\n Natalie stopped what she was doing and looked up at AJ. \u201cOh\u2026 I don\u2019t know. I haven\u2019t seen her. Sorry,\u201d she replied.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s okay. So, how\u2019s she doing?\u201d AJ asked, motioning to Brianna.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s going to be okay. She\u2019s stabilized, and it looks like she\u2019s going to regain consciousness soon. She\u2019s been moving around a lot in the last few minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s great,\u201d AJ said. \u201cWell, I need to go find Bianca now. See you later.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBye,\u201d said Natalie, getting back to her work.<\/p>\n Frowning, AJ went back into the hallway, wondering where Bianca would be. He saw Ivory up ahead and started to call to her to ask if she\u2019d seen Bianca, but she ducked into the ladies restroom before he could.<\/p>\n Sighing, AJ decided to go back to the lounge and wait around for her there. She had probably just gone to get something to eat and would be back anytime.<\/p>\n Ivory strolled into the bathroom, immediately wrinkling her nose at the rancid odor in the room. It was bad enough to make her stomach churn.<\/p>\n God, ever heard of air fresheners? <\/em>she thought, trying to hold her breath as she quickly checked her appearance in the mirror. Giving her dark ponytail a tug, she smiled tightly at her reflection and went into the first stall.<\/p>\n She sat down on the toilet and did her business as quickly as possible, for the smell seemed even stronger there, and she was desperate to get out. Flushing, she stepped out of the stall, still tying the drawstring of her green scrub pants.<\/p>\n Looking down, something poking out from the very last stall caught her eye. Turning to get a better look, she gasped, realizing it was an arm.<\/p>\n \u201cOh my God,\u201d she cried, rushing over to the stall. Kneeling down to look under it, she saw a woman lying slumped on her side, her back towards Ivory. \u201cMa\u2019am! Ma\u2019am!\u201d Ivory shouted, reaching in under the stall to shake the woman\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n Taking hold of her shoulder with both hands, Ivory carefully rolled her over onto her back. And when she brushed the woman\u2019s auburn hair back and got a good look at her face, she screamed.<\/p>\n \u201cAll right, people, let\u2019s get this baby born,\u201d Melanie said to the team Ivory had rounded up to assist him with the emergency C-section.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat about anesthesia?\u201d asked one of the nurses, looking at Cammie, who was still wide awake.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry, but there\u2019s not enough time. We need to do this now. Melissa gave her some painkillers, but that\u2019s really all we can do for her at this point,\u201d Melanie said. Raising her voice, she said, \u201cAll right, Cammie, we\u2019re going to start now. I\u2019ll be honest with you; this is going to be painful. But we have to do it for the safety of your baby.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI know,\u201d Cammie said weakly.<\/p>\n \u201cAll right. Scalpel please.\u201d<\/p>\n One of the OB nurses handed Melanie her scalpel, and the procedure began.<\/p>\n \u201cBianca! Oh God!\u201d Ivory cried, as she recognized the woman on the floor.<\/p>\n Scrambling to her feet, Ivory ran out of the bathroom as fast as she could, nearly colliding with Elizabeth, who was walking down the hallway.<\/p>\n \u201cIvory! Watch where you\u2019re-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cElizabeth, get in here quick!\u201d Ivory cried, grabbing Elizabeth\u2019s shoulder. \u201cIt\u2019s Bianca!\u201d<\/p>\n Her green eyes wide with confusion, Elizabeth followed Ivory back into the bathroom. \u201cOh my God!\u201d she exclaimed when she saw Bianca sprawled on the floor on the other side of the stall. \u201cIvory, go get some more help in here! Hurry!\u201d<\/p>\n Ivory ran out of the bathroom again, and Elizabeth gave the door to the stall a mighty kick, trying to break it in so that she could get to Bianca better. The first kick failed, but with another powerful one, the door burst inward. Breathing hard, Elizabeth entered the stall.<\/p>\n She immediately saw the dark red substance in the toilet and on Bianca\u2019s chin and realized she had been vomiting blood, a sign of internal bleeding. She took Bianca\u2019s pulse, finding it weak and thready.<\/p>\n \u201cBianca,\u201d she said sharply, slapping at Bianca\u2019s cheeks, trying to wake her up. \u201cCome on, Bianca, wake up!\u201d<\/p>\n The door to the bathroom burst open, and in came Ivory, followed by Lance and AJ. They were wheeling a gurney with them.<\/p>\n \u201cBianca!\u201d AJ cried in horror when he saw her.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s he doing here?\u201d Elizabeth demanded, looking sharply up at Ivory. Even she knew that AJ and Bianca were dating and didn\u2019t think AJ should be there. To AJ, she said, \u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be around to see this. Go on; we\u2019ll take care of her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, no, I want to help,\u201d AJ insisted. \u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFine. She\u2019s breathing, but her pulse is weak and thready. It looks like she\u2019s been vomiting blood; she probably has internal bleeding from the MVA. We need to get her out of here and do an ultrasound right away,\u201d Elizabeth said. \u201cLance, go page surgery and tell them to hold an OR room. AJ, Ivory, help me lift her onto the gurney.\u201d<\/p>\n Lance darted out of the bathroom, while Ivory and AJ gathered around Bianca. Together, the three of them lifted her from the ground and put her on the gurney.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s take her to Trauma 1,\u201d Elizabeth said, and they pushed the gurney rapidly down the hall to the very first trauma room.<\/p>\n Chris came in behind them. \u201cOR\u2019s got a room,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n \u201cGood. Ivory, hook up the ultrasound, and let\u2019s see what we\u2019re dealing with,\u201d Elizabeth directed. \u201cLance, insert an IV and start her on saline; she\u2019s dehydrated.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat can I do?\u201d AJ asked.<\/p>\n \u201cJust stay out of the way,\u201d Elizabeth said, hooking Bianca up to oxygen and attaching her to the monitors in the room to measure her vital signs.<\/p>\n Almost right away, the monitors started to beep wildly. \u201cPressure\u2019s crashing!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHer belly\u2019s full of blood,\u201d Ivory said shakily, turning the ultrasound monitor so that Elizabeth could see it.<\/p>\n Elizabeth looked at it quickly and nodded. \u201cIt\u2019s probably her liver or spleen. We need to get her to the OR right now!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, well, what do we have here?\u201d asked surgeon Holli Brunson, looking down at the unconscious Bianca, as Elizabeth, Lance, and Ivory wheeled her onto the surgical floor, AJ tagging along behind, looking scared to death.<\/p>\n \u201cDr. Parker was involved in that MVA near Indian Valley; I\u2019m sure you heard about that. She and her friend were on their way to Raleigh. She seemed all right to me, but Ivory here found her passed out in the bathroom a few minutes ago. She had been vomiting blood,\u201d Elizabeth explained hurriedly. \u201cUltrasound revealed abdominal bleeding.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy wasn\u2019t it caught earlier?\u201d asked Holli, as her surgical team took over, moving Bianca into one of the operating rooms to prep her for surgery.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not sure. I didn\u2019t examine her,\u201d Elizabeth said, remaining in the hall with Holli.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, who did?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI believe Jack Palmer did,\u201d Elizabeth replied. \u201cI didn\u2019t hear anything about her condition. But she must have felt okay at first because she was scrambling around trying to resuscitate one of my patients the last time I saw her.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I don\u2019t know what the hell Palmer was doing, but this shouldn\u2019t have gone on so long. Even if she didn\u2019t have symptoms, he should have checked her more thoroughly. We could have gotten her into the OR while she was still stable. I can\u2019t believe he didn\u2019t catch it,\u201d Holli ranted. \u201cExcuse me, but I need to get scrubbed in now.\u201d<\/p>\n She banged through the double doors of the OR, leaving the four others standing in the hall, looking at one another in defeat. One of their own was behind those doors, and they were powerless to save her. It was out of their hands now.<\/p>\n \u201cAll right, he\u2019s out,\u201d Melanie announced, as she lifted Cammie\u2019s premature infant son out of her womb. The baby\u2019s skin was bluish from lack of oxygen, and like Melanie had thought, the umbilical cord was wrapped tightly around his neck. \u201cMelissa, cut the cord, quick.\u201d<\/p>\n Melissa expertly sliced through the cord and untangled it from the baby\u2019s neck. She then carried it over to the small table that had been set up at the side of the room, where pediatrician Siara Reily was waiting.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s in respiratory distress. Let\u2019s get him on oxygen,\u201d she said to her team. One of her nurses put an oxygen mask over the baby\u2019s face.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? He\u2019s not crying. Is he okay??\u201d Cammie asked, her voice panicked and tearful. A sheet was hanging in front of her face, so that she could not even see her baby, just hear the murmuring voices of the doctors and nurses working on him.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s having some trouble breathing,\u201d Melanie told her. \u201cIt could just be from the cord that was around his neck, or it might be because his lungs aren\u2019t fully developed yet. Dr. Reily is doing everything she can to help him.\u201d<\/p>\n Cammie nodded and waited in suspense for some kind of sign that he would be okay. Finally, after minutes that seemed more like hours, it came. A soft whimper, then a loud baby\u2019s cry filled the room. As her son cried, Cammie burst into tears as well, tears of joy and relief.<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s pinking up,\u201d Melissa commented, as the color slowly returned to the baby\u2019s skin.<\/p>\n Melanie smiled at Cammie and patted her shoulder. \u201cGood job, Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCome on, AJ, there\u2019s a waiting room down the hall here,\u201d said Ivory, playing the part of nurse as she led AJ to an unoccupied surgical waiting room. \u201cStick around here and come update us when she\u2019s out of surgery, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure,\u201d AJ said dully. \u201cCan you do me a favor?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure, what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhen you get back down to the ER, will you tell Kylie or Harry or one of the other paramedics what happened? Tell them I need to take the rest of the night off. My shift\u2019s almost over anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course,\u201d Ivory said. Offering AJ a slight smile, she added, \u201cAnd don\u2019t worry, AJ. She\u2019s in good hands. She\u2019s going to be just fine.\u201d<\/p>\n AJ smiled tightly. \u201cI hope so.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHurry up and get her ready; I want to cut in five minutes!\u201d Holli yelled, poking her head into the operating room as she scrubbed her hands.<\/p>\n \u201cShe\u2019s starting to wake up, Dr. Brunson!\u201d called Hayley, one of the ER nurses. \u201cYou should come here and talk to her real quick, explain what\u2019s happening.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll be there in a minute,\u201d Holli said, pulling on a pair of latex gloves over her spotlessly clean hands.<\/p>\n Once she was fully gowned up, she went into the room and strode up to the operating table. Bianca\u2019s eyes were open, and she was looking up at Holli in fright.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d she asked, her voice hoarse.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019ve got abdominal bleeding, Dr. Parker,\u201d Holli replied bluntly. \u201cWe\u2019re anesthetizing you right now so we can fix it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs it bad?\u201d Bianca asked, sounding weak and groggy from the drugs being inserted in her IV line to put her down.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, it\u2019s certainly not good! I can\u2019t believe nobody down in that ER caught it before now. Especially you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I was-\u201c<\/p>\n \u201cOh, I already heard what you were up to,\u201d Holli interrupted. \u201cYou were trying to be a hero, trying to save everyone. Well, you know what, Dr. Parker?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Bianca asked, her eyes drooping as she drifted off.<\/p>\n Holli smirked as her patient\u2019s eyes closed. \u201cEven heroes fall.\u201d<\/p>\n Episode 4: Even Heroes Fall \u201cDr. Reily!\u201d Dr. Siara Reily spun around quickly when a deep voice yelled out her name as she was exiting one of the trauma rooms. \u201cYes, Lance?\u201d she asked as she quickly scribbled down some notes on the patient’s chart. \u201cDr. O’Brien needs your …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":66,"menu_order":4,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-154","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/154","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=154"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/154\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":155,"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/154\/revisions\/155"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/66"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dreamers-sanctuary.com\/codeblue\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=154"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}+++<\/h4>\n
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