“Your new patient was just brought up, Audrey.”
“Thanks.” Audrey set down her coffee and took the new chart from the transporting nurse. She looked it over. Gun shot wound, shifter, bullet removed, and healing well. Will start physical therapy as soon as ready.
She walked into the room as the transporting nurses moved Kenny to his bed. He grumbled with the pain. Once they were finished making sure his IV was in place and everything was set, they nodded to her and walked out.
“Hi Kenny,” she said. “I’m Audrey. I’m your nurse for today.”
He didn’t look at her.
“How are you feeling? Can I get you anything?”
“I just want to be left alone.”
She checked his vital signs, adjusted his pain meds, and did just that—left him alone. When she stopped by the nurses’ station after checking her oth
