Émission TV: Grey's Anatomy - 21x17

In the early days of medicine, when most diseases were untreatable, what patients wanted to know was how long they had left.
Are you offended that I'm working on our wedding day?
No.
I'd be jealous if Levi wasn't coming to marry us.
That sounds weird. "
Officiate the wedding."
We're gonna hang here and get ready.
I can't believe how many of our friends and family are showing up on four days' notice.
Your family.
I don't have any family.
And your mom hates me.
Doesn't matter.
It's not for her.
We're getting married.
We're getting married.
Mmm!
We're getting married!
Okay.
Bye, guys.
I will see you at our wedding.
Bye, Daddy.
Bye, Daddy!
Wait.
You think your mom hates me?
People believed the best doctors weren't the ones who could help you buy more time, but the ones who made the most accurate prognosis.
I'm happy for Wilson and Lincoln, but people need more notice.
They think we have closets full of formal wear?
W-We work in pajamas.
Hey.
Oh.
Oh.
Looks like the vacation's over.
Do they look to be in good spirits?
They seem...
tan.
Altman's wearing her ring, so...
Look.
This is none of our business.
Look.
She has my career in her hands.
I need to know if...
Hey.
Welcome back.
Hey!
How was the trip?
Ohh.
Oh, Hawaii was beautiful.
Yeah, but it's good to be home.
Now that we have more tricks up our sleeves, we're less interested in calculating the odds and more concerned with beating them.
Whoever has been raiding the snacks in the senior residents' lounge, you are interns for three more days.
Hands off.
Stay out.
They have caramel rice cakes.
Uh, Griffith, you and Adams are on neuro.
Millin, you're with Webber.
Again?
Are you sure that doesn't say cardio?
Kwan with Ndugu.
Have fun reducing scrotal hernias.
Did you go home at all last night?
No.
I stayed in case Dylan needed anything.
How is she?
The same.
I brought my dress for the wedding, but if you...
Let's see how the day goes.
Just because we don't spend as much time predicting the end doesn't mean it's not coming.
Hey.
thanks for holding down the fort.
Everything go okay?
Uh, yeah.
Pretty uneventful.
Except, uh, Nora Young is back.
Her graft's infected.
Oh.
Did you put her on Vanc and Zosyn?
Yes, and I'm waiting on her blood cultures and repeat CT from this morning, but it's only gotten worse.
Page me when you get the results, and we'll put our heads together.
Alright.
You got it.
Hey, uh, are you sure you shouldn't let Ndugu handle this?
I don't love the fact that you slept with her, but after the last two weeks, the therapy, the talking, the...
sex...
as far as I'm concerned, she's just another patient.
Okay.
Okay, Dylan, we're about to scan your brain, just like yesterday and the day before, alright?
Can she have the headphones again?
Yeah.
You want some music?
Uh, blink once for yes and twice for no.
Okay.
Music.
Are you scared, bunny?
Hey.
Do you want to do our dance?
Okay.
Alright, we're about to start the scan, so I'll come get you when it's all over.
Okay.
I'll be right outside.
Alright.
Get ready to scan.
Do you think she'll ever recover?
No idea.
All I know is that four days ago I operated on a brave and happy Expedition Scout, and now she is terrified and can only communicate by blinking her eyes.
You don't wish locked-in syndrome on your worst enemy.
Uh, 11, 12...
Aah!
Your Uncle Levi is here!
I'm so happy to see you...
Maureen!
Hi!
Uh, Link's not here.
I am not here for my son.
Oh.
This wedding was pulled together so quickly, I figured that there was no way you could possibly have time to prepare.
No one did.
So I thought, how can I help?
I am here to do your makeup.
Ohh!
That's...
I...
That...
You really don't have to.
We didn't get to pick a dress or a cake or flowers.
But I put myself through college working makeup counters.
And this...
we can do.
Yay...
Hi!
Grammy's here!
Deb.
I'm Dr.
Webber.
This is Dr.
Millin.
Hi.
Um, are you her...
I'm just Steve.
It's our first date.
We were having coffee, and I started having sharp pain in my arm.
Y-Your arm?
I-I thought it was...
My mom died of a heart attack.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
It was four years ago.
Very sudden.
Well, it's good you came in.
Yeah.
We're general surgeons.
Triage must have gotten their wires crossed.
Are you having any chest pain?
I can page cardio.
I left my phone in the waiting area.
Would you mind?
Yeah.
Of course.
I-I'll be right back.
My arm is fine.
I have diarrhea.
An insane amount of diarrhea and cramping.
I threw up twice during our date.
Steve can never know.
How long has this been going on?
Five days.
I've been on antibiotics for a UTI, so I thought it was that, but now it's way worse.
Millin, next steps?
Uh, labs.
Stool cultures.
And, uh, if you would r-raise your arm...
for me.
I, uh...
I didn't see your phone.
Huh.
Weird.
Um, well, while she waits for cardio, let's take an X-ray...
of the arm.
Mm-hmm.
Excuse me.
They're taking good care of me.
Oh, Mom, I have to go.
I love you.
Bye.
Was wondering how long you could avoid seeing me.
No, no.
I wasn't...
Teddy and I, we...
I'm kidding.
They told me you were on vacation.
Sorry I haven't reached out more.
Oh, and it's fine.
We had a lovely night, and you were a perfect gentleman when it had to end.
Does Teddy know?
Yeah.
She knows.
She's...
She's okay with it.
Was that your mom?
Where is she these days?
Arizona.
She's a nervous wreck.
But I keep telling her that the doctors, they're gonna figure it out.
They always do.
Listen, I know you have to be brave for your mom, but you don't have to act brave for me.
You can be scared.
No, I can't.
The second I let myself be scared, then it's over.
And it can't be over.
I have to be here for my kids.
Help me to stay strong.
Promise me.
I promise.
How's it looking?
Not good.
Nora's blood cultures are growing fungus.
And the follow-up CT is showing a new aortoenteric fistula.
We have to remove the source of infection.
The graft has to come out.
She's too unstable.
Once we remove the graft, the fistula could cause a massive hemorrhage.
What about an extra-anatomical bypass?
Like an ax-fem?
We can't put in another graft.
She's septic.
But if we divert the blood flow from her aorta, she might be able to recover enough that we could remove the infected graft.
A-And if she doesn't?
Then we have the hard conversation.
I know my opinion matters the least, but we owe it to Nora to try.
If we fight, she'll fight.
We have no other choice.
This is it.
Okay.
I'm in.
Let's fight.
What happened to your face?
Link's mom's doing my makeup!
Does she hate you?
Ohh!
Ann Richards got a bath!
Who?
The Labradoodle James and I adopted.
I told you about this like two weeks ago.
She was named after the former Governor of Texas.
Why?
Well, because she is Ann Richards.
Outspoken.
Wry.
Feminist.
Help me!
I look like 1983 Boy George!
Okay.
Don't worry about it.
I'm great with moms.
Oh.
You must be Levi.
I almost forgot.
I brought you something, Jo.
Hm.
That's sweet.
I wore it at my wedding, and my mom wore it at hers.
And now...
it's your turn.
What do the scans show?
Please say something changed.
There is nothing new.
You said her brain might absorb the bleeding in a few days, and it's been four.
The steroids that you guys gave her, they didn't help?
It takes time for swelling in the brain to come down.
Can you do something besides say, "Wait and see"?
Jenna.
Jenna, don't.
I know that it is frustrating, but we need the hematoma to stabilize and resolve on its own.
Operating now could do more harm than good.
She doesn't even like staying in a tent.
She'll start with her sleeping bag in there, and by morning, she's pulled it outside.
Now look at her.
We all want the same thing for Dylan.
I promise.
We just have to be patient for a few more days.
Then Dr.
Shepherd can go in there and fix this.
It'll be over.
Okay.
You want us on neuro checks every two hours?
I don't know.
Did...
Did I do something wrong?
You told those parents that if they waited three days, everything would be fine.
Yeah, the mom was freaking out.
You raised their hopes because it's easier than saying the truth, which is there is a strong chance I can't reverse Dylan's paralysis.
You need to keep it real, and if you can't do that, take yourself off this case, or I will.
Dr.
Andham to OR 2.
Dr.
Doug Andham to OR 2.
Guess who's scrubbin' in on an ax-fem with Ndugu today.
Is that...
Hot diarrhea?
Yes, it is.
Could you take this for me, please?
Thank you.
Well, have fun with whatever that is.
Yeah, well, don't screw up your bypass.
Well, feces crossed...
I mean...
fingers.
Oh.
Where's Steve?
In his car.
Looking for my phone.
How'd you two meet?
On an app.
I went through a tough breakup last year, but it's been fun.
You forget what it's like the first time you meet someone and feel butterflies.
Although, in this case, I wish butterflies were all I was feeling.
What do you see?
Oh, my God.
I can't find the borders of the transverse colon.
Um...
i-is everything okay?
Deb, um...
Your condition is what's called a toxic megacolon.
Basically, your colon is severely dilated and inflamed.
We're gonna admit you, run some tests, and start you on an aggressive antibiotic treatment.
Dr.
Millin, can you put in the orders, please?
Yeah.
Unreal.
Millin...
lose the smile.
Oh.
You're pretty calm for a man about to tie the ultimate surgical knot.
Well, things came together pretty well.
It helps that we're keeping it small.
Yeah, but it's still a lot of work.
The decorations, the invitations, the cake.
Wait.
There will be cake?
The decorations are simple, the e-invites made things easy, and Helm offered to bake a cake.
Oh.
Sounds like it's under control.
Yeah, I just gotta shave and write some vows.
You haven't written your vows?
We've known each other forever.
They practically write themselves.
I could probably wing it if I had to.
Wing it?!
What...
Would you wing surgery?
No, everyone's gonna be looking at you!
Jo will be looking at you!
Oh, it should be...
meaningful and romantic and memorable...
epic!
This could be the most important speech you will ever give.
But you do you.
I miss you, Mommy.
Mommy loves you so much.
See you in a couple days.
I stole extra blankets.
Just keep it between us.
The nurses get intense about blanket allotment.
Did I just scar my kids for life?
They're on vacation with their dad.
I'm sure they're too hopped up on sugar to notice you're in a hospital bed.
Dr.
Altman.
It's good to see you.
I wish it were under different circumstances, but unfortunately, your infection is getting worse, and now you have another fistula.
You fixed the last one.
This one is more complicated, but we do have an idea.
Yeah, we want to create a new arterial path from your arm to your leg to divert blood away from the aorta.
This should slow the spread of infection and allow us to remove the graft while the aorta rests.
There are no guarantees, but it is the best chance that we have.
Maybe the only chance.
Then that's what I want to do.
Okay.
Kwan, Warren, book an O.R.
Extra blankets?
The nurses must really like you.
Dr.
Altman...
It's okay.
I am going to take excellent care of you like I would any other patient.
Just did a neuro check on Dylan.
No change.
Can we talk?
What are you doing?
Research.
Locked-in syndrome.
You know, Shepherd said...
I know what she said.
She's under a lot of pressure.
You're just an easy target.
You're siding with her now?
You were the one who didn't want her to operate on Dylan.
Growing up, I heard every euphemism for what happened to my mom...
gone, past, departed.
She was dead.
I wanted it acknowledged.
I am sorry that that happened to you.
But Dylan is still alive.
Yes, but we need to be realistic with the par...
You want to keep it real?
Those two parents haven't slept or eaten in four days because they're watching their daughter suffer.
Dylan is scared and alone.
I am not letting her think we're giving up on her.
Where are you going?
Somewhere I don't have to explain why I want to save my patient.
I messed up.
This one is crooked.
Oh, no one will notice.
They'll be too busy filling them with candy.
That's right.
I forgot that guests will be making their own party favors.
Because that's what happens at a last-minute wedding.
Oh.
Is that a Labradoodle?
Ann Richards.
Like the former Governor of Texas who championed women's health?
Yes!
She appointed more openly gay people to office than any other governor before her.
She wasn't perfect, but Texas hasn't been the easiest transition for me and my boyfriend, so it's always nice to be reminded of the allies.
How lovely.
Aww.
She is just so cute.
What is happ...
- I'm sorry, sweetie.
Did you say something?
I think the veil doesn't fit.
Oh, it's one size fits all.
Oh.
Someone's up.
I'll go check.
Okay.
Oh, um...
help her, honey.
Mmm!
Okay.
That's nice.
You're supposed to help me get out of this, not make a new bestie!
Hey.
No violence on your wedding day.
Plus, I think Maureen is pretty reasonable.
You should just tell her you don't want to wear the makeup or the veil.
I think she'll understand.
Or...
you can look like this at your wedding.
Hmm.
Damn it!
Hey.
I can assign you an intern if it's post-op notes.
I wish.
I'm great at those.
It's these vows.
Oh!
Well, let me see what you've got so far. "
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."
Are you officiating your own wedding?
I don't know what to say.
What happened to "it writes itself"?
You got into my head.
O-Okay.
Try this.
Um...
Since you're great at post-op notes, um, think of the vows as those.
Just walk through the relationship step-by-step and just keep it simple.
You want me to express my love for Jo like post-op notes?
You got a better idea, Shakespeare?
I'll give it a try.
Why do you look like Ghostbusters?
Um...
your labs came back.
You have a very contagious bacterial infection called C.
diff.
How can I have an infection if I'm on antibiotics?
The antibiotics that you were on for the UTI killed all of the good bacteria in your gut, making you more susceptible to bad bacteria like C.
diff.
We'll get you started on a triple antibiotic and...
Hey.
I didn't have to go far.
Did you guys know that there is a ice machine by the bathroom?
Uh, why you look like Ghostbusters?
Oh, my God.
That's what I said.
Uh, Steve, we should probably get you gowned and gloved, as well.
Uh...
Because of her arm?
Um...
What's C.
diff?
We put that on all the doors.
Please don't look it u...
Ohh!
Ohh!
She's tachy.
Her abdomen's rigid.
Her colon's perf.
We need to get her upstairs now!
Hey.
Hey.
You ever think about the fact that there are people who just punch in, do their job, and then just...
leave?
Every day.
How was your trip?
Ah.
You know.
It was great.
I surfed every day.
Teddy and I got to have dinners without screaming kids.
And we read.
We...
We talked.
Yeah.
That sounds amazing.
Why are you so doom and gloom?
Well, now it's back to reality.
What does that mean?
Well, you watch the news.
The world's falling apart.
Hm.
I don't know.
My marriage feels...
delicate.
And now Teddy is operating on Megan's best friend from childhood.
What's her prognosis?
It's not good.
I'm sorry about that.
Yeah.
That's gotta be hard.
For me?
No.
No, no.
She was Megan's friend, not mine, so...
Hm, but you've known each other since you were kids.
Yeah, but she was a pain, so...
Well, is she still?
I...
I should...
I should get back inside.
She was planning on taking her kids to Yosemite this summer, but I guess that's gonna have to wait.
You're really getting to know her, huh?
She's been in and out of here a third of my intern year.
The patients you spend the most time with are the toughest to treat.
Alright.
Let's remove this graft.
Scalpel.
She's in v-fib.
There's no pulse.
Start compressions!
Push one of epi!
Is it...
Is it time for another check?
I must have dozed off.
You're tired.
It's hard to sleep in a chair all these nights.
Okay, Dylan.
Can you hear me?
Blink once for yes and twice for no.
Hey, Dylan.
Can you hear me?
Can I examine you?
What's happening?
Her pupils are responsive.
Why isn't she blinking?
She was blinking this morning.
Dylan, you want to do our dance?
Dylan?
Come on, Dylan.
Blink for me, please.
Dylan, it's Dr.
Adams.
I need you to blink.
Please?
How long has it been?
25 minutes.
Damn it, Nora!
Come on!
Come on!
Alright.
Holding on compressions.
Come on.
We got a pulse.
Every time we were pressing on her chest, I was afraid her aorta would blow.
Alright.
I'll reach out to palliative care.
Wait.
That's it?
We're just quitting?
She's hypercoagulopathic.
Her meds aren't working.
Her ax-fem has clotted off.
There is no way to remove the infected graft.
We tried.
We knew it was gonna be a reach.
I'm sorry to question you.
It's just she's so young.
Take her back up to CCU.
Are you okay?
I'll meet you downstairs.
I'm sorry.
How did this happen?
It's hard to say without scans.
Sometimes things get worse before they get better.
You said wait.
You said be patient.
What did you do to her?!
I me...
Every day she's been here, she's gotten worse, and you do nothing!
That's it?
J...
Let's go for a walk, please.
I-I'm not leaving her!
Let's go.
Please.
Please.
Come with me just for...
Order her a stat MRI.
I need to see if her bleeding or edema have worsened.
Is that what you think happened?
I don't know.
Do you think we should operate?
I don't know.
I appreciate your tenacity with patients, but for God's sakes, we just taped that girl's eyes shut to prevent infection.
It might not matter how many days we wait.
This surgery is risky.
We could permanently paralyze her or worse.
That is why we don't over-promise parents.
Do you understand?
Yes.
Page me when her scans come in. "
Of course, no marriage is immune to complication, but ours has a highly optimistic prognosis."
It's bad.
No.
Is it the words or the delivery?
Or is it both?
It's both?
It's both.
It's both!
You just really ran with the post-op notes metaphor.
I want to give Jo a fairy-tale wedding.
Well, I think Wilson will be okay.
Yeah, because she rolls with whatever.
She planned a wedding in four days.
But she deserves the best.
Certainly better than these crappy vows.
You know what she's getting?
You.
You are an outstanding surgeon, a wonderful father, and a hell of a human.
So...
speeches aren't one of your talents.
Just...
say how you feel in your own way.
Hm!
There.
You got it.
If they ever get married, this will be a great story to tell their kids.
I mean, minus having to remove her colon.
In med school, I took Grace Johnson to a street fair in Chicago.
The sun was out, and there was a light breeze across the lake.
We held hands and danced in the street.
And then she ate a cookie and went into anaphylactic shock from a nut allergy.
The worst date I ever had.
That is not where I expected that story to go.
Tell me about it.
Alright.
Alright.
Colectomy completed.
Uh, what's next?
She needs an end ileostomy.
Okay.
How?
You bring the end of the small bowel through the opening, you close the abdomen, and then you Brooke the ileostomy by averting the edges and suturing them to the skin.
It sounds like you know what you're doing.
Really?!
You want me to do it?
Well, you better do it fast.
I have a wedding to get to.
Hey.
Hey.
Relax.
Don't overdo it.
How...
How'd it go?
Nora, when we tried to remove the graft...
your heart stopped.
We had to leave the infected graph in your chest.
How long until we can try again?
We can't.
If we did, you'd go into cardiac arrest, and there is no guarantee that we could get you back.
I am so sorry.
I wish there was more we could do.
Can I have some privacy, please?
Of course.
Luna went back down.
She's a fussy one, isn't she?
I am gonna pack this up and put it away so you don't have to worry about it getting dirty.
About the veil.
It's a family heirloom.
I don't want to ruin it.
Oh!
We'll cross that bridge if we come to it.
I wasn't planning on wearing a headpiece.
You didn't have time to plan.
I don't want to wear the veil!
I'm sorry.
It's just not me.
Neither is the makeup.
Oh.
I love that you want to help, but...
I've got everything under control over here.
Of course, you do.
I'm gonna just, uh...
...get out of your hair.
I made her cry.
She already hated me, and I made her cry!
Everyone cries at weddings.
Well, what if she doesn't show up?!
What if I messed everything up?!
I'm not...
I'm not just talking about the wedding, but Thanksgivings and Christmases and birthdays.
Maybe it's a good thing this happened.
Because now it's out in the open, and Link can decide whether to bail or whether to spend the rest of eternity listening to his mom passive-aggressively question my life choices and then picking up the pieces when I explode on her!
Maureen does that?
She called this place a death trap for kids at least five times, and that wasn't even when she was commenting on my nutrition or asking me if I was getting enough sleep.
Aww!
No "aww"!
Nothing is "aww"!
Jo, you know who passive-aggressively questions life choices?
Moms.
She's just being a mom.
I gave my mom a thoracostomy to save her life, and she said I ruined her favorite shirt.
Wha...
I...
never had a mom.
I know.
So trust me.
Sometimes that's how they show love.
The nurses will teach you how to change your ostomy...
I'm here.
You're still here?
Of course.
How'd it go?
Oh, everything looks good.
Did you run into any complications when you were creating her ostomy?
I looked up C.
diff during your surgery.
You've been amazing.
But my dad is on his way.
You can go.
I've got no plans.
I thought maybe we can watch a movie and drink clear liquids together.
I will be back later to check on you.
Dr.
Steinkamp to Proctology.
Dr.
Bill Steinkamp to Proctology.
Mark my words.
That guy's a serial killer.
Who?
Steve?
Ha ha.
No one's that perfect.
It's only been a day.
Give him time.
Thank you for letting me do the ostomy.
It's the coolest thing I've done all year.
For what it's worth, I'd say you're ready for second year.
Now you can smile.
There you are.
How come you're not in your suit?
There's a trauma coming in.
You look beautiful.
Thanks.
Are you not coming to the wedding?
It's a three-car pileup.
I just need to make sure that we have enough doctors to handle it.
How was Nora's surgery?
We knew it was a long shot.
Wait.
Is she...
No.
We got her back.
But we are out of options.
We had to call in the palliative care team.
Are you okay?
I'm just...
I'm thinking about her kids.
Really makes you grateful for what you have.
Okay.
Um, try not to be too late.
I'll save you a seat.
Okay.
Sorry I'm late.
Hey.
Wasn't sure you'd make it.
Yeah, I went to see Dylan again.
I saw her chart.
I'm sorry.
I was really hoping this wouldn't happen.
It makes you right.
I didn't want to be.
You think I wanted her to get worse?
You weren't trying to prevent it.
I was doing my job.
So was I.
She's a kid.
She has her whole life ahead of her.
Yes, but the reality is...
Stop saying that!
I don't care!
Lucas!
What's wrong with believing in a future, huh?
What's wrong with hoping for the best?
Not everyone gets what they want.
That doesn't mean you back away.
You go down fighting.
Well, no.
You go down fighting.
Not everyone can take risks like you!
Not everyone gets bailed out when it goes wrong!
I didn't mean...
I think you did.
I'm done, Simone.
Wha...
W-Where are you going?
We should talk!
About what?
Our future?
You made it pretty clear how you feel about that.
Just took me a little longer to realize that, realistically...
we don't have one.
Hey.
How's the cake?
Uh, shaped like a Pac-Man.
I had to cut out the piece where Scout put his fist through it.
You're lucky your kid is cute.
Hey, it all ends up in the same place.
Yeah, don't say that to someone who spent eight hours baking and decorating.
After my day, I don't feel much like eating anyway.
What...
Teddy!
I need one for Owen, too.
Thank you.
Can I...
Okay.
Thank you.
Ohh.
You see Nora maxed out on pressors?
I wish there was more that we could do for her.
Yeah.
Ohh!
Sorry.
These doors all look alike.
No.
Wait, wait, wait.
I want to apologize.
Please.
I showed up to my own parent-teacher conference when I was in the third grade.
I taught myself to do laundry.
I moved myself in to my college dorm.
I never had someone like a...
like a you in my life.
It's gonna take me a minute to get used to it, but I want to.
I would like that, too.
Could you help me zip up my dress?
Okay.
Wow.
Mm-hmm.
It's tight.
It's tight.
Suck in.
I am.
No.
Suck in more.
I am.
Oh.
There you are.
They need you for the groom's family photo.
I'll be right there.
You look like...
a dream.
How's it going out there?
Scout stuck his hand in the cake.
Taryn had to fix it.
Seems like things went a little better in here.
Oh.
No.
I'm sorry.
I'm...
I'm sorry.
It's not you.
It's...
It's Maureen.
Having her here just...
reminded me of what I've missed.
No one to walk me down the aisle.
No father-daughter dance.
I didn't think I cared, but, um...
Maybe I just wish that I had the choice.
May you carry that love in your hearts today and every day.
Link and Jo have written their own vows and will say them now.
It turns out that I'm not much of a speech guy.
So I wrote this instead.
Jo...
Are you okay?
No!
How am I supposed to follow that?!
I spoke to your ex-husband.
He told me to tell you that they'll be on the first plane back in the morning.
Thank you.
I'll take it from here.
Teddy told me what happened.
We all have to die sometime, right?
It's not fair.
I know I shouldn't say this.
But I'm dying, so I have a pass now.
I think I'm a little bit in love with you.
I don't know what to say.
Can you just sit with me?
Please.
Congratulations!
Four days to plan, and it's my favorite wedding ever.
Welcome to the family.
I'm starved.
Let's have some...
boiled crab?
And is that bread with melted cheese?
That seems awfully messy for a wedding.
Let's let them talk to their friends.
Good work, son.
Okay, I know this isn't about me, but how did I do?
Was I inspiring, like an Ann Richards speech?
Who's Ann Richards?
Their dog.
You were perfect.
Hm!
You can take my job.
Oh.
Thank you.
You want to dance?
Oh, goodness.
Let's go!
They look so happy.
Almost as happy as us.
Is that the solar system?
Uh, no, I'm trying to see if there's a way to reroute Nora's circulation so that we can remove the infected graft.
Well, any bypass would be too narrow.
She'd thrombose every time.
We would need a shunt the diameter of an aorta.
What if we bypass the aorta with a new aorta?
Well, that's not a thing.
Not yet.
You want to go look at her scans?
Yes!
Bad day?
Bad...
year.
Hm.
I thought Seattle was a "jeans and T-shirt" kind of city.
Had other plans tonight.
I'd tell you I'm sorry, but I'm not.
Huh.
You're doing the most right now.
The most?
Eh.
Hm.
I don't think you hate it.
If you only had ten months to live, what would you do?
Would you hold your people close?
Uh, Dr.
Ndugu, can I please talk to you for a second?
Yeah.
Go ahead.
I'll go upload the scans.
Meet me in my office.
Okay.
I-I promise I will make it quick.
Um, I have been getting the sense that you no longer want me on your service.
Oh, it's not you.
Your classmates need time in cardio, too.
It's fine.
I don't care.
I was a little mad at first, but then I got to scrub in on this really interesting case, and it made me realize that I-I might be interested in general surgery or ortho or plastics.
I mean, it could be anything, really, but I'll never know unless I try them.
Um, yeah.
See what else is out there.
Hope you find what you're looking for.
Okay.
Or would you let me go?
Throw caution to the wind?
Or turn back to the safest, most comforting place?
Because it might be the end of the road...
...or it could be just the beginning.