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I knew Bowie and the rest of the neuro team would

be sad when I finally moved on, but I had to do what was best for me. Hospital work was my bread and butter; however, there were better places out there for me. I so desperately wanted private practice and of course, research. Research drove me; it always had.

Before I knew it, the day was at the end. And of

course, the way neuro worked on Thursdays, I got a last-minute call. It was an emergency LifeFlight out of the hospital. They were being transferred to another hospital closer to downtown for brain surgery. With my bag slung over my shoulder, I ran to the fourth floor. I already had the transfer center on the line and was providing all the required information. While I waited for a call back, I filled out my memo of transfer packet and got the paperwork placed into an additional packet.

My phone buzzed as I finished printing. The

transfer center had a bed and said LifeFlight would be there

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in twenty minutes. Bowie happened to be passing me as I got my transfer orders.

“406, can you put a discharge order in?” I asked,

scribbling down the information I’d just been provided.

“That was fast.”

Looking down at my watch, I saw it took forty-five

minutes. It was definitely quicker than transfers at my Houston hospital. I nodded before faxing a facesheet and my MOT (memo of transfer).

“LifeFlight is about twenty minutes out,” I said to

the charge.

It never failed that Thursdays were my long days.

Thank God I was done with in-person classes. Work was important, but so was my schoolwork. That’s why I had a timeline for my dissertation. I was spending a lot of money to get my doctorate, so it would occasionally take precedence.

With a yawn, I made my way off the floor. I was

ready to be at home in a hot shower. Relaxing sounded so nice right now. There were edits I needed to do for my paper before I officially resubmitted it to my advisor, but I really couldn't even muster the energy to do that. It could wait.

My pocket started to vibrate as I made it to my car.

“Hello?”

“Aife, it feels like I haven’t seen you in ages.”

Davis’s voice sounded over my cell. “We need a hangout! I know Dre and Nat miss you too.”

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A smile blossomed on my face as I began to back

out of my parking spot. “Sure, it has been a while. At least since my little fainting incident.”

“Speaking of, you holding up okay?”

The word ‘yes’ was on the tip of my tongue, but