Affected person Information

This week, I used to be presupposed to digitize all of Dr. Marnen’s affected person recordsdata.

I used to be feeling good about my progress once I noticed it. A second submitting cupboard, hiding behind the cabinets, that I’d by no means seen earlier than.

Sighing with fatigue, I yanked open the primary drawer. I plucked out a file from the ‘A’ part and started to learn.

ABERDEEN, CARLA

“Alright, Carla, let’s see when you’re within the system.” I set the file on the desk, sat down on the pc, and typed in her title.

Nothing got here up.

Oh, hell no. I’m not doing ALL the recordsdata on this cupboard. However I sighed, opened a brand new affected person file, and started copying the info. Carla Aberdeen… DOB 4/24/72… 5’ 9”, 176 lbs…

Lastly, I bought to the physician’s notes. They have been written in messy script, as if in a rush. I placed on my glasses, and browse:

– Complaints of eczema

– Itchiness after consuming some fruits

– Lungs could also be helpful

I finished and re-read the final line.

Lungs could also be helpful

I shrugged, figuring it was some form of mistake or reference to one thing. I typed it into the pc and took the following file from the cupboard – a Mr. David Akowski.

However the physician’s notes have been even stranger, this time.

– Household historical past of coronary heart assaults

– Giant pores and skin floor space

I typed him into the system and stared on the display. Giant pores and skin floor space? What does that even imply?

After I bought to the following one – a Miss Katerina Alanson – I felt the knot in my abdomen tighten. It was a file for just a little woman, and it learn:

– Evening terrors ever since sixth birthday

– Mother says elevated anxiousness

– Ft are excellent measurement

I rolled away from the pc. Coronary heart pounding, I picked up the file and studied it. There have to be a proof.

However I couldn’t consider something.

I took a deep breath. Then I picked up the telephone, and dialed the quantity on Katerina’s file. However what is going to you say? I didn’t even know. I simply had a horrible, nagging feeling, and needed to do one thing about it.

However I wasn’t in luck.

Boop-boop-boop!

We’re sorry. You’ve reached a quantity that has been disconnected –

“What are you doing?”

I whipped round.

Dr. Marnen was standing within the doorway, his arms crossed over his white coat. “I used to be digitizing the recordsdata. Such as you advised me to,” I stuttered, slamming the telephone down.

“Not these recordsdata.” He violently grabbed the recordsdata from the desk, shoved them again into the file cupboard. Then he pulled a small key from his pocket and turned the locks on every drawer. Click on, click on, click on.

“End this up, okay?”

I nodded.

After which he was gone.

The silence pressed in. The ready room was empty and nonetheless. I checked the clock – 4:45. No extra sufferers could be coming in.

It was solely Dr. Marnen and me within the workplace now.

So I did what any cheap particular person would do. I shut down the pc, grabbed my coat, and began for the door. As I hurried in direction of the exit, I noticed Dr. Marnen on the finish of the corridor.

He was opening a door – the door he advised me went to the availability closet.

However past him, I may see a set of stairs, snaking down into the darkness.

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