Phew. I'm back.
This shift is killing me. I feel like I'm running on an empty tank.
I miss when we had a full staff around here.
Erk. My chest isn't feeling so hot.
This is the part where Ian usually urges me to take a break. Can't afford it today.
I'll drink some water and keep pushing.
Hey, actually...I need a favor from you.
Can you keep an eye on my heart rate?
I'll be fine. (I think.) It's just...as a back-up, you know?
Ian should be back soon. We just need to hold out until handover.
Hm. Here comes the nurse. She's holding a phone?
...AND I'VE NEVER HAD SUCH SHODDY TREATMENT AT ANY MEDICAL ESTABLISHMENT!
IT WAS THOSE BUFFOONS! They used that phoney high-tech stuff! The music nonsense!
Someone should fire those slackers! And one more thing, when I tell...
click!
*sigh* Just another day.
We've got work to do. Ready?