Amy
Julie was warm from the start, and that helped me a lot as I tried to fit in. She didn’t just point at things or shout instructions at me, she walked me through every step like a toddler like she’d been waiting for someone to mentor all her life
“First things first,” she said brightly as we stepped into the nurses’ station. “Coffee is your best friend here. Second? Don’t let Dr. Patel catch you leaning on the counter, he kinda thinks it’s a cardinal sin and it freaks the crap out of me everytime.”
I laughed nervously, clutching my little notepad tighter. She caught it and gave me a reassuring pat on the arm. “Chill out, Amy. Nobody here expects you to be the all knowing girl, we're gonna run things just fine, just breathe and you’ll learn the rhythm soon enough.”
She showed me how
