A Pharmacist on the Gornetz Platz - Part 3 (St Agnes)
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#1: A Pharmacist on the Gornetz Platz - Part 3 (St Agnes) Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 4:51 pm

Part 1

Part 2

Chapter 9 – An Interesting Problem

Kate was eating her breakfast when the phone rang. It was a couple of weeks since her conversation with Len and since then she had decided to keep her head down and stay out of the way of Phil Graves. This was not terribly difficult as he did not seek her out for her professional opinion and only once was she required to speak to him about a prescription. He had been perfectly polite to her, but that didn’t mean she wanted to spend more time in his company than she had to. The rest of the doctors were gradually beginning to understand what exactly she did and how she could help them to do their jobs more effectively. Neil Shepherd had made a comment about sticking labels on boxes and so she had invited him to spend a couple of hours in the pharmacy with her so he could see what she did, and how much was involved with just writing the label.

Bernadette answered the phone – it was usually for her – and handed it over to Kate, “It’s Dr Maynard for you.”

“Kate speaking.”

“Kate, we’ve got a problem I think you might be able to help us with.”

“I’ll be right there.”

Kate found Jack in his office.

“What can I do for you, Dr Maynard?” she asked, even if he did call her Kate, he was still her boss and she wasn’t going to start calling him anything, however she might address the rest of the staff.

“New patient,” said Jack, standing up and leading the way out of the office.

On the ward they found Reg Entwistle in a private room speaking with a male patient and a younger, rather tired looking woman who was probably a relative, thought Kate to herself.

“Good morning, Dr Entwistle,” greeted Jack.

“Ah Dr Maynard, Miss Miller,” said Reg, looking somewhat relieved. “This is Mr Lightfoot, and this is his niece Mrs Radcliffe. They arrived late last night,” he added to Kate, who nodded. “Dr Maynard is the Head of the Sanatorium and Miss Miller is our pharmacist,” explained to the others. Jack and Kate shook hands with the pair and then there was a pause as Reg tried to think of the best way of explaining the situation without saying that the patient had more or less completely lost his marbles and had a less than efficient doctor.

“Unfortunately,” he began, “we have not yet received details from Mr Lightfoot’s doctor about the treatment he has undergone thus far, although we do have the initial correspondence regarding his condition.” He handed a folder to Kate.

“I see,” said Kate, carefully, as she still wasn’t quite sure where exactly she fitted in.

“Mrs Radcliffe has thoughtfully brought Mr Lightfoot’s medicines with her.”

Kate was still non-plussed. She looked from Reg to Mrs Radcliffe.

“My uncle thought it would be easier for the journey if his pills were all in the same container,” said Mrs Radcliffe apologetically as she reached into her handbag and pulled out a large brown bottle filled with assorted tablets and capsules.

“I see,” said Kate for the second time.

“He gets a bit confused sometimes,” added the niece, somewhat unnecessarily.

This’ll be fun, I don’t think, thought Kate.

“I was wondering if you’d be able to identify his medicines,” said Reg.

Although unsurprised, Kate’s initial reaction was still verging on horror. Then suddenly she realised she was pleased they had asked her. That meant they accepted her and recognised her abilities. But if I can’t do this, they could change their minds very quickly, she thought. No pressure, then.

“Of course,” she replied, smiling confidently. “Mrs Radcliffe, would you like to take a seat. Mr Lightfoot, perhaps you can tell me what you know about why you take your medicine.”

Jack and Reg slipped quietly from the room as Kate began to efficiently extract as much information as she could from the patient and his niece.

Two hours later she triumphantly handed Reg a piece of paper covered in neat handwriting.

“Based on the appearance of the tablets, the information we have from the doctor and the information I managed to get from the patient, but bearing in mind that the patient rarely does what the doctor thinks they are, or indeed what the doctor tells them to, this is the best I can come up with.”

Reg cast an eye over the list and then grinned at Kate. “You are a star, Kate. Thanks. But what do you mean, patients don’t do what doctors tell them?”

“Oh you know the sort of thing. ‘I’m sure this can’t work if I only take it once a day, I’d better take it twice.’ ‘Two in the morning? I’m sure it will be fine if I take one in the morning and one in the evening – they’re so difficult to swallow.’ ‘My neighbour told me that this other medicine is much better so I’ve stopped taking the one you gave me.’ And some people just forget - can’t remember if they’ve taken it so take it again, or just forget completely.”

“Well I know you always get a few.” He checked his watch. “Anyway, I’ve got to go – home visit to a patient on one of the upper shelves, there’s really nothing I can do for the poor dear, she’s just old and lonely and likes to have visitors – I don’t suppose you’d like to come?”

“Another time – I’ve got all this morning’s work to catch up on now, and the delivery’s due this afternoon. Have fun.”

Kate did not see Reg until again until the following Monday afternoon. The day before, there had been a huge storm and Kate had waited anxiously for Bernadette to get back from a call. Bernadette very matter of fact when she returned, as she said, babies came when they were ready, and if that meant the middle of the night, or during adverse weather conditions then so be it. By the next morning everything had dried out and there was a fresh breeze blowing which helped to alleviate the blazing heat. When Kate had finished the morning’s dispensing, she busied herself with compiling a new order. Then she disposed of some out of date morphine which one of the doctors had brought in from his bag. Crushing the tablets with a pestle and mortar, she then transferred the powder into an ointment pot and mixed it with liquid soap and sand.

“What on earth are you doing?” asked a voice from the door.

Kate jumped. “Goodness, Reg. I wish you wouldn’t creep up like that!”

“Sorry, what are you doing?”

“Getting rid of morphine tablets,” she explained, succinctly.

“With sand?”

“Morphine,” expanded Kate, as she mixed her concoction together, “is a drug likely to be abused.”

Reg nodded.

“Therefore, I am making sure that if anyone does go through my bins looking for a fix it will be absolutely no good to them whatsoever.”

“But surely you don’t think someone here would do that!!!” he exclaimed, shocked.

“It is not my job to speculate about that,” said Kate firmly. “Of course I don’t think it! I am merely complying with good practice. I would do it wherever I worked.”

“Interesting,” said Reg, turning to go. She noticed he was moving rather gingerly.

“Reg?”

He turned rather suddenly, which made him wince and turn pale.

“Are you sure you should be here? You seem to have hurt your back.”

“No, no, it’s fine.”

“You don’t look fine!”

“They treated it yesterday, it’s fine. Trust me, I’m a doctor,” he added with a grin.

“And I’m a pharmacist - you’re the last person I’d trust! How did you do it?”

“Yesterday, I was called out to a patient, out beyond the Auberge. Do you know it?”

Kate shook her head.

“It’s, well you go along by……never mind. On my way back I noticed that a storm was coming up – they can blow up pretty fast in the mountains, so I was surprised to come across a group of girls from the Chalet out for a picnic. They were with some of their prefects.” He stopped.

“Len Maynard,” guessed Kate, shrewdly.

“Yes, and some others, Primrose and Audrey and Eve,” he went on, fairly smoothly. “I advised them to get back to the Auberge because there was a storm coming, they packed up their possessions very quickly and set off, in a line – they all know that the rain can be pretty severe, and they all know what Matey would say if they got caught in it. Those girls hold their Matron in awe, she’s a benevolent despot. Then I heard this awful thundering noise so I shouted to them to run, and they did. Len was at the end of the line, she’d been checking they hadn’t left anything behind.”

His face was pale and his eyes dark as he remembered what had followed. “We kept running. Fortunately Len and I were the only ones left on the lower ground, the younger girls had scrambled up and the other three were helping them, but the thundering was getting louder and we’d had to run the furthest. The ground was very uneven, I don’t know how I didn’t fall over. I don’t know how we didn’t fall when the first wave hit us, but somehow we got to higher ground, just in time, and somehow I hurt my back in the scramble.”

In between feeling rather horrified at his tale, Kate had time to wonder whether Reg was being strictly honest in his vagueness over how he sustained his injury.

“I had awful nightmares last night,” he confessed. “That wall of water coming towards us – apparently the dam burst at a lake up on the Rosleinalp. Sometimes in my dreams Len drowned, and sometimes I drowned, and sometimes we both did.”

“And you came to work to keep yourself occupied so you wouldn’t have to think about it.”

He nodded.

“I think a cup of tea might be in order,” said Kate. “I’ll trust you not to touch my sand pies whilst I’m out of the room.” She returned in short order with two steaming cups.

“Coffee, obviously, not tea I’m afraid. And don’t tell anyone I let you drink it in here – it’s grossly unprofessional.”

“Tell me honestly,” said Reg, when they had both been sitting there for a while. “Is it weird?”

“Is what weird?” asked Kate, genuinely confused.

“A man of my age having feelings for a girl who’s still at school,” Reg was rather red as he got this out.

Kate put her head on one side. “If someone asked me that question in a general way, I’d say it wasn’t just weird, it was creepy. But, and it is a big but, I know you, I count you my friend, and I don’t think I’d ever describe you as weird or creepy or anything else like that. You’re not stalking Len, or forcing her to spend time in your company, or acting inappropriately; you give her plenty of space. From what I’ve seen of Len and her sisters, they’re very mature in some ways, very capable, and very sheltered in others. So if the situation was reversed, I might be inclined to say it was because she hadn’t got many male friends, but as it is, I really can’t find anything about the situation which is weird at all, apart from the age gap, which wouldn’t be an issue at all if she wasn’t still at school.”

She paused, thoughtfully, “At the end of the day, you can’t help who you love.”

Reg gave her a sharp look at that comment, but there was nothing in her face to show that she was thinking of anything or anyone in particular. “Thanks,” he said.

“What is, if not weird, quite, quite mad,” went on Kate, “is you running around this hospital as if you hadn’t a care in the world. If you don’t go and find somewhere to lie down, even if you don’t go home, then I shall have to take extreme measures. Now go on, or I’m going to find Jack and get him to send you home!”

Last edited by Alex on Sun Apr 16, 2006 3:40 pm; edited 9 times in total

 

#2:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 5:00 pm

And an update....

Chapter 10 – The Why of It

Reg’s recovery, once he stopped ‘running around the hospital’ was rapid, and Kate was gratified to see him looking his usual self less than a week later.

“I just wanted to say thanks,” he said, popping into the dispensary one afternoon, after his return to work. “I definitely needed to go home and rest that day. And…well thanks for the other stuff too.”

“No problem.”

“I really mean it.”

“So do I,” said Kate. “No problem. And besides, I like making sure that doctors know their place.” She turned back to the bench, where she was checking a patient’s chart. After a short pause she turned back.

“Are you still here?” she asked the faintly surprised looking Reg. “Haven’t you got some patients to see or something?”

 

#3:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 5:39 pm

Laughing love the last line Alex!

Glad to see thegentle nag worked Wink Very Happy

 

#4:  Author: Róisín, Location: Gaillimh, Eire PostPosted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 5:45 pm

Thanks Alex! Very Happy

 

#5:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 5:58 pm

Good for Kate - take some of that unconscious attitude out of him - Len'll thank you!

Thanks Alex. Laughing

 

#6:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:21 am

Kate is fantastic!

Thanks, Alex Very Happy

 

#7:  Author: Rosy, Location: Gloucestershire-London-Aberystwyth PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 8:30 am

I like Kate! And Reg is almost sweet in this. I'm glad he talked to Kate about Len. I think the way he spoke about Len, albeit briefly was sweet.

 

#8:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:14 pm

Kate’s next interruption was in the form two thirds of the Maynard triplets.

“Hello Kate,” greeted Len cheerfully whilst Margot smiled.

“Hello,” replied Kate. “I know this is a very elderly sounding thing to say but shouldn’t you be at school?”

“The Head sent us over with a parcel for Matron Graves,” explained Margot. “We were looking for Dad to say hello to, but he’s not in his office.”

“At this time, he’s probably on his rounds. Any minute now hordes of people will come through that door with massive piles of work for me.”

Right on cue a young Swiss nurse came through the door nervously. “Bitte, Fraulein, Herr Doktor Entwistle sent these from Ward 4. And Sister says we are running out of aspirin, but it isn’t urgent.”

“Hmmmm. You seem to be getting through aspirin rather quickly these days. Please tell Sister that I’ll be along later to have a chat about your stock requirements.” She was looking at the nurse so did not see Len hurriedly look at the floor at the mention of Herr Doktor Entwistle or the look Margot shot her elder sister.

“Anyone would think I was a complete dragon the way some of them come in so nervously!” she said to the two Maynards when the nurse had departed.

“Anyway, much as I love the company, it’s about to get very busy in here, so I hope you don’t mind me throwing you out.”

They assured her that they did not.

 

#9:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:25 pm

Lovely post - like Len's reaction to Reg's name. Laughing

Thanks Alex.

 

#10:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:15 pm

Very suspicious about the aspirin use on ward 4!

Thanks Alex Smile

 

#11:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 5:11 pm

Thanks Alex - nice to see Margot and Len Very Happy

 

#12:  Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 6:34 pm

Thanks, Alex. I'm glad that Reg and Kate are getting on so well and it was nice to see Len and Margot.

 

#13:  Author: Róisín, Location: Gaillimh, Eire PostPosted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 4:38 pm

Thanks Alex!

 

#14:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 9:05 am

Sorry, I was away for the weekend and didn't get a chance to post on Friday before I went.

It was a fairly average day, really, thought Kate later that evening, so whatever possessed me to tell Anya all those things I have no idea. I suppose she just asked the right questions.

Kate went to see Anya after she had finished for the day. It had been a couple of days since she had seen the Danish girl, and they chatted for a while.

“I keep thinking of the things I will never do,” said Anya suddenly, in the middle of a discussion of the latest book she was reading. “I will never see Denmark again, which I think is alright, but there are so many other places I will never see. My Father said he would take me to America one day. I think that would be quite exciting. And I shall never get married or have children. I think my parents would like to have had some grandchildren. And I shall never fall in love.”

“Personally I think falling in love is rather overrated,” said Kate, who had sat silently through Anya’s musings.

“Why do you say that, my friend?”

Kate shook her head.

“I would like to hear, if you do not mind. I like to hear what you have to say, and this, this is something I shall never know for myself.”

Kate said nothing.

Greatly daring, Anya asked, “Is it something as to why you came to this place by yourself so far away from your home? Not that I am not pleased that you came here,” she added hastily.

“You see a lot too much from this little room,” said Kate with a half smile. “Very well.

 

#15:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:15 am

*Sits down and waits for Kate to continue.*

Thanks Alex.

 

#16:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 11:55 am

Thanks, Alex. I'll join Lesley on ths sofa, after I've put the kettle on.

 

#17:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 12:05 pm

Thanks, Alex

Is there any more space on the sofa - I have biscuits Very Happy

 

#18:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 1:55 pm

*nicks a biccy from Liz and curls up against the sofa*

Thanks Alex Smile

 

#19:  Author: alicat, Location: Wiltshire PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 1:24 pm

have been waiting for this...add choccie biccies and lies on rug in front of fire

 

#20:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 5:06 pm

"I was working in a hospital in England. My mother was very ill with TB - that is another reason I came here. This hospital is at the cutting edge of research and I wanted to come here and do something that could help fight the disease. And also I came because I wanted a challenge, and setting up a pharmacy was exactly what I was looking for. But I might not have come if it hadn’t been for the other part.

My father died during the war. I was quite a small child. I remember my mother cried when he went away, but she didn’t try to stop him. We didn’t have much of anything, neither did anyone else for that matter, but I did well at school, and worked hard, and got scholarships to High School and then to University. My mother was often ill, I remember her always being tired, and then it turned out later that she had TB. She went to live in a TB village, the houses were made of wood so that they could be burned when they weren’t needed any more, it was to kill the infection. I had just started working when she went there.

She died a couple of years later. I met this doctor at work. I knew him slightly, I’d met him a couple of times on the wards and then one day about a month after my Mother died I had this awful day, nothing went right and well, he came across me crying in a cupboard and he was just so kind to me.

His name was Paul and he was getting on for 10 years older than me. Terribly good looking. Charming. After that he would always make an effort to speak to me when he saw me. He’d come and ask my advice about his patients’ medicines. It was very gradual, it crept up on me, and I didn’t even realise that….that I was in love with him until one day I saw him in the hospital with a woman, and he introduced her to me as his wife. I felt as if I’d been slapped in the face. After that it was pretty horrendous. I tried to avoid him without making it too obvious that I was, but I hated not seeing him. I told myself firmly that we could still be friends. I would never get involved with a married man, and anyway, there was no indication that he thought of me as anything other than a colleague he got on quite well with."

 

#21:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 5:19 pm

Sad Poor Kate *hugs her*

Thanks Alex

 

#22:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 5:47 pm

Oh that's sad. Crying or Very sad

Thanks for the update - Alex.

 

#23:  Author: Rosy, Location: Gloucestershire-London-Aberystwyth PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 6:09 pm

Poor Kate.

This is fab Alex. Am pleased to see more!

 

#24:  Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England PostPosted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 7:52 pm

Oh! Poor Kate! Sad

Thanks, Alex

 

#25:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 5:12 pm

"After a few weeks of this, he cornered me one day and said that he hadn’t seen me very much lately. I said I’d been busy. He suddenly blurted out that he couldn’t stop thinking about me. I was rather shocked to be honest. I said that in that case I would do my best to stay out of his way, and ran off. But after that it was worse. I couldn’t help thinking about him, and what he had said.

A couple of days later he cornered me again and said he hadn’t meant to say what he had, but that he wasn’t sorry, because it was true. I told him firmly that we were friends and that was all it was, all it ever would be.

After that, he was always whispering comments to me, how nice I was looking that day, or taking me to one side to ask my medical opinion and leaving his hand on my arm a little too long. I should have done more to put a stop to it, I know, but I was in way over my head, and secretly I was very flattered. It was like there were two voices in my head, one constantly reminding me that he was married, and the other hoarding up all the things he said to me. Those comments made me feel good about myself, attractive. I found that I would start thinking about him unless I was concentrating very hard on something else.

After this had been going on for a few months, something changed. He started off with, “I’d never normally do anything like this,” and told me all about how his marriage had been a terrible mistake, that he and his wife had married very young and that they now found they wanted completely different things. He wanted to start a family and she was dead against the idea, because she had quite a good career and wanted to progress. He said she was very cold and wouldn’t let him near her. They hadn’t talked about it before they got married because it had never occurred to him that she wouldn’t want to have children. I was so surprised at what he said next. He said that his wife was going away for the weekend to visit her parents and would I spend it with him. In a hotel. At that point I realised that the whole situation was completely out of hand. I felt sorry for him, I suppose, that his wife wasn’t interested in the physical side of their relationship, and that she didn’t really seem to care much about him and that he was so lonely, and of course I was attracted to him and I was in love with him, but that didn’t mean I was going to go away with him, even if he did tell me that he was in love with me and wanted to be with me. He never suggested that he would leave his wife.

But it got harder and harder to say no. Although he hardly ever said anything, he would smile at me in a certain way. I started to wonder what harm it could do if I got involved. What had I got to lose?"

 

#26:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 5:23 pm

Don't do it Kate!!

 

#27:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 5:30 pm

He's an evil creep - and he's lying to you, Kate!

Thanks Alex.

 

#28:  Author: MaryR, Location: Cheshire PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:34 pm

*What had I got to lose?*

A very great deal, Kate.

Hopefully pouring it out to Anya will help you come to terms with it.

Thanks, Alex.

 

#29:  Author: Rosy, Location: Gloucestershire-London-Aberystwyth PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 9:02 pm

Argh. Kate. No. *hides*

 

#30:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 12:33 pm

No, Kate, keep him away from you. He's a slimy, lying creep.
Thanks, Alex.

 

#31:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:15 pm

He is a nasty piece of work isn't he. I named him after my flatmate's stalker who was not evil, just very unstable, and who inspired this drabble (some of you might remember from this time last year).

So one weekend, I decided I needed to sort my head out. I was contemplating something that was completely against everything I believed in, everything I had ever been taught was right. It was a beautiful sunny day. I like to go for a walk when I need to think so I went to a park, there are quite a few in London, and just walked around. Then I saw Paul – it was like a sign that I should say yes. I was going to speak to him, but then I saw he was with his wife. They were just wandering along, holding hands which struck me as a little odd, given what he had said. And then I saw that his wife was expecting, and quite soon by the look of it. All at once I knew that everything he’d said to me was a complete lie.

He didn’t know I’d seen him, and at work he kept giving me the same meaningful looks, making the same charming comments. Only suddenly they weren’t meaningful or charming. I asked around, and found that he had a bit of a reputation among the nurses. I tried to hate him, but I couldn’t, because I kept remembering how kind he had been in the beginning. I tried to tell myself that it wasn’t love, it was infatuation, but that didn’t work either. He kept pestering me, suddenly it was pestering, but I’d decided I definitely couldn’t…wouldn’t get involved. And I was so glad and so relieved that I hadn’t already done the unthinkable. I decided I had better leave, but I had this awful feeling that he would be around wherever I went, and the temptation to go to him would always be there, even though I knew he was a liar and a cheat and a lowlife and all sorts of other things.

Then I saw the advert for the job here. It was like an answer to a prayer. Everything I was looking for and really far away where he wouldn’t be able to find me.”

Kate looked down at the bed. Anya had her eyes closed, but she opened them when Kate stopped, and squeezed the hand that Kate hadn’t even realised she was holding. Then she closed her eyes again and fell asleep, and Kate sat there for a long time.

 

#32:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:19 pm

What a complete and utter s**t!

So glad that Kate stuck to guns and refused to have anything to do with him. Feel very sorry for his wife though Sad

Thanks Alex Smile

 

#33:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 5:35 pm

Well done Kate - and very realistic - that she couldn't stop loving him despite all that he was - and he had been kind to her in the beginning.

Thanks Alex.

 

#34:  Author: Cath V-P, Location: Newcastle NSW PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 1:47 am

How manipulative - and insidious too.

 

#35:  Author: Identity Hunt, Location: UK PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:13 am

I am glad she didn`t fall for his wiles......
what a sneaking, obnoxious, low-life pond scum he was Evil or Very Mad

 

#36:  Author: Rosy, Location: Gloucestershire-London-Aberystwyth PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 11:02 am

Am glad someone listened to Kate. Thankyou Alex!

 

#37:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 11:05 am

Chapter 11 – Noises in the Night

“Morning, Kate,” greeted Reg.

“Morning Reg, morning Helen,” returned Kate. “What’s all this in aid of?”

“Your guess is as good as mine,” laughed Reg, “Morning Phil, Laurie.”

The gathering in Jack Maynard’s fortunately large office was increasing in size. Kate had found the memo in her in-tray that morning, and there had also been a sign on the notice board advising all doctors, and certain other members of staff including Kate, Matron Graves and Sister Norris, to attend a meeting at 10 am that day. By the time Jack himself arrived there was not much room to spare.

 

#38:  Author: Kat,  PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 12:44 pm

*look of comprehension dawns on face*


Meep!

 

#39:  Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 2:04 pm

Thanks, Alex. I have also had an idea as to why they have been summoned to Jack's office. Confused

 

#40:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 1:13 pm

Hmmm, have an idea, hope it's not that....

Thanks Alex.

 

#41:  Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire PostPosted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 2:00 pm

Come on, tell us, Alex.

 

#42:  Author: Alex, Location: Cambs, UK PostPosted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 3:40 pm

“Sorry for the delay, everyone, and for the squash! Is everybody here…excellent. Frank,” his gaze fell on Dr Peters who happened to be nearest the door, “would you mind shutting the door? Thanks.”

There was a pause while this happened.

“Now, I expect you’re wondering why I called this meeting. Some of you may recall that Mr and Mrs Bachofen, whose daughter Anya is on ward 8, were reluctant for her to come here because they feared kidnapping.”

There were murmurs and nods from various staff.

Jack continued, “Mr Bachofen informed me yesterday that they have received additional threats. They have naturally informed the police and we will be having a couple of gendarmes here but I need everyone to be vigilant and to keep their eyes out for strangers. Obviously, Miss Bachofen herself is very ill and everyone agrees that she shouldn’t be worried with this. In addition to this, we must remember that our first priority is the care of all patients and that confidentiality is paramount. Does anyone have any questions? Good, that’s all. Sister Norris, would you mind remaining so that we can discuss the implications for your ward and your staff.” Everyone shuffled out of the room, Kate with them.

 

#43:  Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, Kent PostPosted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 3:51 pm

Thanks, Alex. I hope that Anya won't be kidnapped.

 

#44:  Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent PostPosted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 6:41 pm

Poor Anya - she really doesn't need this on top of everything else.

Thanks Alex.

 

#45:  Author: Rosy, Location: Gloucestershire-London-Aberystwyth PostPosted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 8:15 pm

Lordy. Do I detect an adventure in the offing?

 

#46:  Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries PostPosted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 8:52 pm

Ohhhh golly. This'll make life interesting.

Hope Anya won't be too upset by the commotion this is bound to cause.

Thanks Alex.

 

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