“Lily! Oh, Hon, I’m so sorry about Dr. Franklin. Is your mother with you?”
“Yes, of course. She’s sitting out here in the lounge. Can we see Daddy?”
“Oh, I don’t think so, not just yet.” The nurse frowned up at her.
“Please call Dr. Thompson for us.” Lily knew better than to ask Judy for an update. She’d not be allowed to say much. Besides they needed to hear the whole story from the doctor.
Judy Andrews had been the senior ER nurse for over ten years and prided herself on being a great comfort to the families of the patients who came in. “Of course, Dear, but first I’ll just come out and have a word with Mrs. Franklin.”
When she would have stood, Lily put her hand on her arm. “No, Judy. Mom needs to speak with Dr. Thompson—now.”
“Well, if you feel that way about it. I was only trying to be of comfort.” She sniffed and turned to the intercom to page the doctor.
Lily sighed. Judy had a knack for making a person feel guilty and for a moment she felt as if she should apologize. Shaking her head she walked over to join her mom and wait for the doctor to arrive. She’d just sat when Dr. Thompson came hurrying through the swinging doors. His normally pleasant face was creased with worry.
“Diana, Lily, I’m glad you could get here so fast.”
The two women stood and clasped hands. Diana searched the doctor’s eyes and knew immediately it was bad. “Tell me, Paul.”
“He needs emergency surgery. I’ve got the paperwork ready for you to sign. It’s not good, Diana. He has severe head and spinal injuries.”
“Is it possible to see him, just for a second?”
Copyright Elizabeth Melton Parsons