“I was going to call him anyway. Now is as good a time as any. Thanks, Mr. Kincaid.”
“No problem,” Franklin Sr. said before heading back into Ross’s room.
Nikki took out her cellular phone and placed a call to Dr. Baker. He confirmed the sciatic nerve flare-ups and the steroid epidural shot that he prescribed for the pain. He filled her in on the neck injury and the fact that one wrong fall and Ross could be paralyzed. Nikki rushed to the clinic. Dr. Baker had given her the information that she needed, but she wanted to see Ross’s records for herself. Men in Ross’s field were prone to life- threatening injuries. The adrenaline and love for what they did outweighed the danger. She had treated many patients like him. No amount of talking would sway them. You just had to pray that they have
