I walked away from my first day as a doctor thinking I’d done something right. By the next morning, I wasn’t so sure, as things I thought I understood about what really happened began to unravel. I, Jacob, have wanted to be a doctor forever.
Not in a vague, childhood way, but in the kind of way where every choice I made led straight here. Still, none of that helped the nerves. My first day at the local hospital started with me standing outside the emergency room doors.
I adjusted my coat, trying to seem more experienced and calm. But my stomach didn’t agree. I told myself one thing before walking in: don’t mess things up.
Then I stepped inside, and everything suddenly moved fast! A stretcher came rushing down the hallway. Nurses were calling out numbers.
That’s when I saw her. A small girl, not older than seven, lay in the hallway while a team desperately tried to resuscitate her. Her skin looked pale.
Machines beeped in uneven patterns as doctors shouted over her. The girl’s mother stood a few feet away, crying silently in the corner. “We’re losing her!” one of the doctors shouted.
I froze. Something felt off about the girl’s condition. It wasn’t obvious.
It was small and easy to miss. I stepped forward before I could second-guess myself. The room didn’t quieten, but a few heads turned.
One of the senior doctors, Dr. Keller, I’d later learn, looked straight at me. “What did you say?”
My throat clamped up, but I pushed through it.
“I think there’s something small you’re overlooking,” I said, forcing myself to speak louder. “And I think that’s why nothing is working.”
For a moment, I thought I’d just ended my career before it even began. Then Keller stepped aside slightly.
“…Show me.”
I moved in. Up close, it was clearer. Her breathing pattern didn’t match the initial assumption.
There was a faint chemical odor on her clothes, something sharp, almost like cleaning solvent. “Check her airway again,” I said. “And get a tox screen started.
This doesn’t look like what we think it is.”
Keller stared at me for a second, then nodded. “Do it.”
Everything changed after that. The other doctors and I adjusted the treatment and began working to revive her.
Then her mother suddenly gasped. “Wait,” she whispered. “Wait, look at her!”
I turned as the girl’s fingers twitched.
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