H A I LE Y
My shift was finally over, and for the first time in hours, my shoulders sagged in relief. I was finally finished with the day, and had completed the surgeries I was supposed to perform.
"Dr. Anderson, there's a patient in room three. He needs an examination."
"Oh, alright. I'll head over there right now."
As much as I would love to argue that my shift was over and I didn't 'need' to do an examination, my conscience wouldn't let me.
"Great. Dr. Williams will be joining you."
"That's fine."
With that, I walked out of the lounge, and headed towards the patient's room. "What's the situation?"
"He's a sixty four year old man, and his wife reported some concerns. He's experiencing some numbness in his hands and arms, and she's worried he might have developed carpal tunnel syn
