If you're experiencing domestic violence,
reach out, ask for help.
I'm fine.
It was just a mix-up.
Thank you for saving her life.
I know how much attention you paid to her.
Well, I wish I could have done more.
I saw a buildup of fluid in the abdomen.
You think I have stomach cancer?
We have a baby on the way. What--
We're gonna get through this.
John asked me out today.
Why did you say no?
I should have said yes.
I really like John.
There is a tremendous amount of potential in this tech.
You want me to let a machine tell me
what's going on with my patient?
We might have gotten off on the wrong foot.
Maybe there is a place for you here at Gaffney.
Hannah!
- She's lost too much blood. - Her pressure's dropping.
She's bleeding out.
Jeremy Lockhart, 32-year-old male
with gastric adenocarcinoma,
complaining of severe abdominal pain,
persistent vomiting, and hematemesis.
Started a liter of normal saline in the ambo.
Heart rate's 140.
BP's 115/72.
This is his wife, Esme.
When did he start to vomit?
Around 2:00 a.m.
I called 911 as soon as I saw blood.
So you're under the care of Dr. Kingston
Surgical Oncology then.
Yes, that's right.
All right, everybody. On my count.
Ready? One, two, three.
All right, let's start with 4 of Zofran and 50 of fentanyl.
On it.
Jeremy's on a chemo regimen of 5-fluorouracil
and cisplatin.
Just finished his last cycle on Friday.
Everything was going smoothly until last night.
Yeah, I've actually tolerated this combo
way better than the last one.
Esme?
Hey, Jeremy.
Dr. Asher.
- You all know each other? - Yeah.
Long story short, Dr. Asher's been
my own personal guardian angel.
How you holding up?
I've been better.
But so long as the chemo keeps doing its job, I can take it.
Oh, sweetie.
Let's get those to the labs and type and cross, 2 and 2,
and an abdominal CT.
- Yeah. - Thanks.
I'll call Dr. Kingston, let her know you're here.
Can I get you anything, Esme? A cup of tea?
- I'm all right. - OK.
I'll check back soon.
Thanks.
Dr. Charles?
Got a minute?
Yeah.
Patient in 4, Angelica Larson,
she broke her ankle during a gymnastics competition.
In the middle of her beam routine,
said she got dizzy, couldn't see straight.
Hate it when that happens.
Yeah.
Well, I ran a full workup of all the usual suspects.
Everything came back normal.
But you think there's a psych issue.
Well, Angelica has been on
this new anti-anxiety medication the past year.
It's Vomiline.
Oh, I've heard of it.
I mean, it's supposed to be a good drug,
but isn't it still in trials?
It is.
Angelica was a phase II participant.
And she was allowed to continue on the drug
after her trial ended, under the supervision
of one of the study's co-PIs, a Dr. Theo Rabari.
I know Theo.
He's actually--he's here at Medi doing some research.
I invited him. - Yeah.
Well, that's why her mom brought her into Med.
They were concerned she might be experiencing
some new side effects.
OK. I'll loop him in.
Thanks.
Hey, Novak.
Wow. It's really coming down out there, huh?
Oh, it must be nice to be holed up at Club Med
on a day like this in your warm pajamas.
Can't lie. It is pretty snug.
You hit up a rave last night?
That is from one of my patients.
Yeah, she's a gymnast, so that apparently
means a lot of sparkles.
Sure, sure.
Do I look like a raver to you?
I mean, there was that rumor you're on meth, so...
What?
Nothing. Yeah.
You'll be shocked to find that I'm not, so--
Good.
Yeah, I'd hate to see you mess up those veneers.
Why do you think I have veneers?
I don't know.
I thought everyone in Hollywood had them.
It's all naturale.
Now, but my ass, on the other hand, that's--
that's BBL all the way.
Doc did good work.
I should go, but I'll--
Can I maybe grab your number?
Do you have a pen?
Pen?
That's very old school.
I like it.
Here you go.
OK.
Didn't think it would be that easy, did you?
East Mercy is dealing with some flooding in their ED,
and their ambulances are going to be diverted
to us and Lakeshore Memorial.
Lucky us.
Ahh!
Our latest shipment of IV fluids is delayed.
We got one CT down.
And construction in Treatment 7
hit yet another snag.
Do you have any good news to share?
No, not really.
Have we resorted to medieval torture?
What's going on in there?
Some kind of electrical injury.
Ah!
- What happened? - Ah!
He was working on a downed power line,
and it tripped his defibrillator.
And now it keeps shocking him.
OK, Dr. Ripley, the magnet isn't
disabling the defibrillator.
That scar from the burn is preventing it from working.
- His pressure is dropping. - Ah!
Call Cardiology.
We need their CIED programmer. - There's no time.
His heart can't take much more of this.
The next arrhythmia could kill him.
Who are you?
Lina Martinez, third year medical student.
That's great. Please move.
- Excuse me-- - Now.
Give me 10 cc's of 1% lidocaine.
What are you thinking?
Here's the lido.
Dr. Lenox?
And a scalpel.
You want to fill me in on...
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What are you-- what are you doing?
I got it.
Ahh!
Are you OK?
I'm fine.
Put pressure on the wound.
Now you can call Cardiology.
Don't ever do that.
Hey.
You OK?
Is your hand all right?
I am awake now.
Don't need that second cup of coffee.
You know, I could have helped if you let me
know what you were thinking.
Well, I didn't have time to stop and explain.
I thought that was obvious.
Is it just me, or does she seem like
a completely different person lately?
I kind of dig it.
I can't believe I'm gonna say this,
but I kind of miss the old Lenox.
Hey, Betsy.
This is Dr. Charles, our chief psychiatrist here at Gaffney.
Hi, Betsy. How are you feeling?
Did Dr. Asher bring you in to convince me
to go back on my narcolepsy meds?
She did not.
She just told me that you had recently
found out that you were pregnant and had some concerns.
It just feels like no one can tell me definitively
if there's any medications that won't pose a risk
to the baby, even Dr. Asher.
No offense.
None taken.
Unfortunately, there just haven't been
enough narcolepsy studies on the pregnant population
to speak in absolutes.
Exactly.
Which is why I would really like to refer you
to a fabulous colleague of mine who specializes
in sleep disorders and maternal health.
That would be amazing.
No one I've met with has much experience with both.
And--
and they don't--
they don't want to--
Oh, man.
I wish I could fall asleep like that.
Me too.
What, you--you got the insomnia
pregnancy thing happening?
Yeah. Yeah.
When I do finally fall asleep,
it's, um, not exactly restful.
I know.
I can relate.
You're pregnant too?
Unfortunately not.
But I swear to God, I feel like I've been
tossing and turning for years.
You know, I thought you look a little--
- Like crap. - I was--
That's OK.
Gonna say a little tired.
- Yo, Rip. - Hey.
Just so you know, I'm checking out
a new sublet tomorrow.
I might end up in a bag at the bottom of the Chicago River,
but I'll be out of your hair.
What's the hurry?
I just figured since you and Sadie called it quits,
you might need your space back.
No, I mean, there's really no rush.
The company's kind of nice, to be honest.
- You sure about that? - Yeah.
Oh, good. I was hoping you'd say that.
Because that mattress in your guest room--
I have not slept this good in years.
Thank you so much. - It's good.
Yeah.
How you holding up?
I miss Sadie and Emelia a lot,
but, um, Sadie was right to end things.
I'm starting to see that now.
Dr. Ripley, you're up.
Ambo's two minutes out.
On my way.
It wasn't even the most difficult part of my routine.
I was just doing a pivot turn into an arabesque
when I fell off the beam.
This is gonna set me back months.
So much for my big comeback.
Comeback?
I insisted Angelica take a break
from gymnastics for a while.
Which I'm struggling to make up for.
It was taking a toll on her body.
But actually, I was more worried about her mind.
Mom.
So the dizziness, blurred vision,
when did that start?
24 hours ago?
I guess it was more like a week.
Could this be a side effect of the Vomiline?
- Well, it's possible. - Highly unlikely.
Sorry to interrupt, Dr. Charles.
We've just had very few documented side effects
with Vomiline, really just fatigue and dry mouth.
Have you been taking the medication
at the same time every day?
I take it right after breakfast every morning.
OK.
Well, seems like you're right on top of it.
Well, forgive me.
Because I'm like Dr. Charles.
I have very limited gymnastics knowledge.
But I wonder if this could be the same condition
that Simone Biles had.
The twisties?
That happens more when you're midair doing things
like flips and dismounts.
How about before the competition?
You experience any nerves or anything?
Not really.
I was feeling pretty chill.
That's great, Angelica.
I know that wasn't always the case before Vomiline.
Well, look, this is all really helpful.
Dr. Rabari and I are gonna go compare notes
and then get back to you soon with a plan, OK?
An MRI will rule out any neurological
or vestibular causes.
We should absolutely do that.
But?
But if it comes back clean,
we should probably think about ramping her down
off the Vomiline, right?
See if her symptoms subside?
Buddy, look, I completely understand
what's at stake here.
We don't want an emerging negative side effect
to blowback on your published findings.
Well, this isn't about what is best for me or the study.
This is about what is best for Angelica.
She's finally got her life back,
and I would hate to do anything to disrupt that
unless absolutely necessary.
Understood. How about this?
How about we see what the MRI says and go from there?
Plan?
Sounds good.
Jeremy's CT scan shows that his tumor isn't
responding to the new chemo.
Well, that doesn't sound good.
So he switches to a different chemo, right?
Uh, no, I'm afraid not.
What? Why?
Well, further chemo wouldn't yield
any meaningful improvement.
What about a clinical trial, or--or surgery?
Any aggressive treatment won't change the progression
of your disease.
So this is it?
I'm so sorry, Jeremy.
How long do I have?
A matter of weeks.
Maybe a month?
That's not enough time to meet our baby.
It's OK, honey.
It's OK.
I should be the one comforting him right now.
Hey, you just got the worst news of your life.
You are allowed to fall apart.
Is there any way I can be induced early
without jeopardizing the baby's health?
I'll be 31 weeks on Friday.
Esme, the earliest we could possibly induce you
is 39 weeks.
Any sooner would pose risks to the baby and to you.
I know Dr. Kingston said further treatment was futile,
but is there any way we can buy Jeremy a little more time?
Being a family, even just for a moment,
would mean everything to us.
- Hey, Sean. - Hey.
- Hi. - Good to see you.
Thanks for coming by.
Well, of course. I always do when I'm in town.
Plus, you said you had some news,
so I didn't wanna miss that.
Oh, yeah? Why's that?
Well, since you always downplay everything as a rule,
I figured it must be big, so out with it.
Wait.
Are you sick?
No. No, I'm fine.
Hannah and I are having a baby.
Heh.
Oh, are you serious?
Yeah.
And no, we're not dating.
And yes, it was just a one-time thing.
And yes, we're going to be co-parenting.
Um--
Wow.
More importantly, I just want you to know that, um,
I'm not gonna let having this child
get in the way of our relationship.
Dad.
I'm 39 years old.
I don't feel threatened or replaced.
OK.
I'm just glad this is happening before I have kids.
Why's that?
Can you imagine having an aunt or an uncle
younger than you?
Smart aleck.
Thanks.
Congratulations, Dad.
Thank you, son.
Thank you.
Theo.
Can I get a word, bud?
Yeah.
Angelica's IV site was occluded, so I flushed it.
Buddy, it's all good.
I've just never seen you--
I didn't know that you were interested in doing
the hands-on stuff, that's all. - Yeah.
I guess just being here has made me realize how much
I miss the face time with patients.
Look, anytime you want to shadow me,
you're in the ED, you're more than welcome.
Oh, yeah? Oh, that'd be great.
Yeah, man. Text me.
We'll set it up. - OK.
Hey, Angelica's ready to head up for her MRI.
Do you know where her mom is?
Teri went up to get a coffee.
I'll go see if I can find her and bring her up.
Thanks.
Is everything OK? - Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Um, do me a favor.
You get that MRI back, just call me first?
- Sure. - Thank you.
Yeah.
Hey.
How was visiting your cousin?
Boston, it was a blast.
We actually spent time outside in the dead of winter.
Whew.
Yeah, damn that Chicago wind chill, huh?
New tattoo?
Uh, it's, uh--
can't seem to get that number right, you know?
Novak wrote it when Dr. Frost asked for her number.
It was adorkable.
So the rumors are true.
Congrats.
Oh, it's not like a thing.
Yet.
I didn't actually get her number, Kacy.
Something tells me you will.
I think it's adorkable.
Oh.
Well, well, well.
Looks like you're in a classic love triangle.
For the love of God, please stop.
Aw.
If you ever decide to make that triangle a square,
give me a call.
Yeah.
The procedure is called a cytoreduction with HIPEC.
Once we remove all visible signs of the tumor,
we insert a catheter containing chemotherapy
into the abdominal cavity.
But the catheter is attached to a perfusion machine,
which heats the chemo.
Why is it heated?
There's evidence that hot chemo increases
its ability to penetrate and kill cancer cells.
It will immediately target any of the micrometastases
that we can't see.
And this could buy me enough time to meet my daughter?
If you survive the surgery, potentially.
But as I said to Dr. Asher
when she presented me with this idea,
your PCI score and your significant comorbidities
make this a tremendously risky proposition.
What are the chances he won't survive?
Doesn't matter.
Either way, I'm gonna die.
But you need to understand that your post-surgery quality
of life will be bleak at best.
You'll be bedridden.
You'll have a colostomy bag.
What would you do in my position?
If it meant I could meet my baby,
I'd roll the dice and fight for my life.
That's all I want.
I don't know, Jeremy.
I don't want you to be in pain.
Hey, I can-- I can handle the pain.
But this is one of those, um--
those situations-- what do you always call it?
A nuclear submarine situation.
It takes two keys to launch.
Then let's do it.
Well, I don't have to tell you
that time is of the essence.
So I'd like to schedule your surgery for today.
I am ready when you are.
All right, we'll book an OR, and we'll get you prepped.
Dr. Lenox?
Nurse Doris asked me to get a history
on the John Doe in Treatment 6.
Who are you?
We met this morning.
Lina Martinez, third year medical student.
Seriously? You asked me to move.
Right. Yes, sorry.
Please continue.
So I tried to take a history, but the patient won't wake up.
Maybe he's dead.
I--I can tell when a patient is dead.
Are you sure?
Yeah, patients generally stop breathing after death.
This guy's still kicking, just very intoxicated.
Well, what's his blood alcohol?
0.275.
No wonder he's passed out.
Who brought him in?
Paramedics.
He's got a laceration along his left forearm
and bruising on the right knuckle.
They find him at the bar?
He was actually at the drug store.
The pharmacist noticed him stumbling
and slurring his words.
Dr. Lenox?
His name is Devin Carter.
So you know him?
He and his wife, Faye, were in the ED last month.
Tell a nurse to hang a liter of saline.
And we'll deal with his injuries when he sobers up.
I can stitch him up.
Don't touch him.
Just come find me when he's awake.
You OK?
Oh.
Yeah.
Just taking a moment before I send a patient off to surgery.
Tough case?
Yeah, it is.
Clearly, the hormones are raging.
Hey.
Did you ever tell John how you feel?
Um, no.
Cold feet?
Epic bad timing.
He moved on to Novak pretty fast.
I'm sorry. Wait, they're dating?
They're circling each other.
OK. So make a move.
Make--make a move?
He asked me out, and I said, I don't date coworkers.
I want to give the poor guy whiplash.
OK, well, I mean, if John and Novak were an official couple,
I'd agree with you,
but it doesn't sound like that's the case.
So tell John how you feel.
Just put it out there.
I'm not comfortable with that.
OK.
Fair enough.
I just--I think that we need to do the things
that make us happy while we still have the time.
Your case is a tough one, huh?
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
His blood alcohol is 0.275.
And his injuries could be defensive wounds.
Maybe he got into it with Faye,
and she tried to fight back.
Which means she could be much worse off than him right now.
OK.
Let me see what I can find out.
Hey.
Angelica's MRI is completely normal.
Huh.
Why am I completely unsurprised?
Well, I let Dr. Rabari know.
And get this.
He asked me to order a serum retinol test.
What?
How do you get from a clean MRI to a vitamin A test?
No clue.
Look, I hope I'm not speaking out of turn,
but Dr. Rabari is reaching, all right?
It's like he's trying to find any other cause
for Angelica's symptoms other than the Vomiline.
Tell me about it.
Rec hockey, huh?
Yeah.
Guy came out of nowhere,
checked me against the boards, and then I hit my head
against the glass, went down.
And then the moron skated over my arm.
Ow. - Ouch.
On purpose? - No.
Accidents happen.
Ah.
I punched the ice.
Can you make a fist for me?
Now release, and wiggle your fingers.
- Mm. - OK.
Well, I don't think anything's broken.
That's a relief.
So, uh, when they brought you in, you were passed out.
What happened there?
I, uh--
I was hurting pretty bad after the game,
and I thought I could drink it off,
but obviously, I went a little too hard.
How'd you end up at a pharmacy?
I got it in my head that I could fix myself up
with some Neosporin and an ACE bandage.
Right.
Well, it's gonna take a little more than that.
You, uh--you need stitches.
Sure.
You wanna give Faye a call?
Good memory.
Uh, you know, she's actually out of town, visiting her dad.
And I don't think she'd be too happy about this, so--
Yeah, yeah. I hear you.
Well, just sit tight, and I'll be back soon
to stitch you up and get you some pain meds, OK?
- He's lying. - Agreed.
But how do we prove it?
Let's call Faye.
- That is a bad idea. - Do you have a better one?
Yeah, we call CPD, ask them to do a welfare check.
Devin and Faye live in the burbs
outside of CPD's jurisdiction,
and with the storm outside, the local police
are going to be swamped, and this won't be a priority.
Dr. Ripley, ambo's two minutes out.
Single MVC. You're on deck.
Hold on a second.
Just keep Devin here until I'm back.
Hey, there.
Dr. Frost told me that you ordered a serum retinol test
for Angelica?
Yes. I had a hunch.
The results are back.
Whoa. 240.
That is a toxic level of vitamin A.
Explains the dizziness and the blurred vision.
Seems like we found our culprit.
Yeah.
And it wasn't Vomiline after all.
What do you know?
Is there a problem?
No, not at all.
I mean, good catch.
Vitamin A toxicity? Pretty rare.
I mean, certainly, it wouldn't have been my first guess,
I can tell you that much.
It wasn't my first guess either.
Wouldn't have been my 10th guess.
How'd you get there?
When I saw Angelica with her hair down,
I noticed it was a lot thinner than I remembered.
And she confirmed that it was falling out
in the shower lately, so...
So you went into her room to flush her IV
while her mom was out getting coffee?
What are you getting at, Dr. Charles?
Well, it's just a little curious, you know?
You order a targeted lab for a very common substance
that conveniently covers all of Angelica's symptoms
and exonerates Vomiline for your trial in the process.
You can't be serious.
You think I would dose a patient to protect
the results of a study?
Isn't the more likely explanation
that Angelica or Teri are hiding something from us?
You know what?
I'd like to think I'm pretty good at detecting
when people are concealing things from me.
Is that right?
Yeah.
Look, we have the results.
Let's just go and ask Teri and Angelica directly.
Fine by me.
Wait, wait!
Hey.
Love you.
I love you, too, so much.
Thanks for not trying to stop me.
Oh.
Like anyone ever could.
I really outdid it with the man flu this time, didn't I?
We're a ridiculous pair, huh?
Well, I wouldn't have it any other way.
I'll see you soon, OK?
I'll see you soon.
That felt like goodbye.
Hey.
You just focus on bringing that little girl into the world.
OK?
Angelica uses a daily multivitamin,
but she's been on it for years without an issue.
I showed Dr. Frost my food log.
Which he shared with me.
And nothing on the list would cause vitamin A toxicity.
Angelica, I know comebacks, you know, can be tough.
Take anything for a shortcut?
- Shortcuts? - Yeah.
Sometimes athletes take things to enhance their performance.
You mean steroids? Of course not.
Angelica, you can't be loose with the truth here.
Your health depends on it.
You think I do that?
I think you feel a lot of pressure
to catch back up with the team.
Gymnasts get disqualified for taking steroids.
I would never do that, OK?
I believe you.
Glad somebody does.
The only thing I use to enhance my performance
is glitter, which is totally allowed, by the way.
How often do you use glitter?
Mostly just on competition days.
Had a fair amount of those recently, haven't you?
She's had qualifying events every other day
for the past month.
Right.
And do you mind me asking what kind of products
do you use to apply the glitter?
Um, so much.
Hair gel, body butter, eyeshadow, lip gloss.
Do you happen to have any of those with you today?
Yeah, in my bag.
Sodium hyaluronate, rosehip oil, shea butter,
retinol, tretinoin.
What's wrong?
Well, retinol is just another name for vitamin A,
and tretinoin is actually the strongest form of it.
Not supposed to be available for over-the-counter use.
More than half the ingredients in these products
contain forms of vitamin A.
You know, it's unusual for your body to absorb enough
vitamin A through the skin to cause toxicity,
but it can happen with prolonged use
of high-dose topical retinoids.
I've been literally poisoning myself with glitter?
You have.
But you stop using these products immediately,
your body will clear the excess vitamin A in a matter of weeks.
I'm sorry that I accused you.
I get it.
I went overboard last year.
And you were right to make me take a break.
But I'm fine now, OK?
I promise. - OK.
But your glitter days are over.
You shine plenty without it.
How did you figure out it was her glitter?
Oh, it was, um-- it was Dr. Rabari's idea
to order the serum retinol test.
Just glad that we got to the bottom of it.
- Hey. - Hey.
I've been looking for you.
Here I am.
I just wanted to apologize for Kacy earlier.
She's, uh--
A lot?
I was gonna say an acquired taste?
Yeah, Kacy's gonna be Kacy.
Yeah, facts.
But you're good? - Yeah.
OK. Good.
John?
Yeah.
I should have said yes
when you asked me out the other week.
- Oh. - Please, just listen.
I've had feelings for you for a long time.
I think you knew that from the start.
But I get in my head. I overthink things.
I create obstacles and unrealistic rules
that keep my life as simple and as uncomplicated as possible.
We missed our window, and-- and I'm fine with that.
This isn't a declaration of love.
And Novak is pretty damn great.
Yeah.
Why say anything now, though?
Because I needed to.
Thanks.
This tumor is more involved than the CT alluded.
Give me a little more countertraction.
I'm going to start to lyse these adhesions.
Hope you didn't feel bulldozed into presenting
this surgery to the Lockharts.
Bulldozed by two ED dwellers?
Oh, please.
Typical, boy.
What's typical?
Well, you hotshots upstairs looking down at us
Emergency Department plebs.
I gather from what you told Jeremy today you have kids?
A son, Sean. Yeah.
You?
No, never wanted them.
I don't hear regret in your voice.
It was the right choice for me.
Do I hear a "but"?
You hear an "and."
I admire the bond between parents and their children.
It is powerful.
You still married?
Uh, no, it's--
not for a long time.
Same.
You single?
I am.
Same.
How do you feel about music in the OR, Dr. Archer?
Only if it's good music.
You know Cannonball Adderley?
One of the greats.
Hey, Kelly, start my mix.
Come in.
Hey, got your text.
Theo, come on in.
Got a meeting in 10.
I'll be quick, I promise.
Um, look, I--
I owe you an apology.
I thought you were overprotecting your--
your Vomiline study, and I was wrong.
And I'm--I'm sorry.
You questioned my integrity.
I know.
Is something going on with me?
I--I--I don't know what it is.
I'm looking into it.
But it's, like, affecting my judgment, you know?
And I just reached an unfair conclusion.
And again, I apologize.
If I'm being honest with myself,
maybe I was spinning the lack of side effects
with Angelica and her mom a bit.
Buddy, I get it.
This study is a really big deal.
But Dr. Charles, I would never
sacrifice a patient's health.
Of course you wouldn't. I know that.
Not for nothing.
Your vitamin A glitter glue connection?
That was pretty impressive.
I don't know, man.
Maybe--maybe we're a team.
Maybe.
Oh, hey.
You know that patient you asked me to keep an eye on?
- Yeah. - Just tried to leave.
He's getting antsy. - OK, thanks.
Everything OK?
I thought you said you'd be right back.
Yeah. Yeah, sorry.
Just waiting on the-- the logjam to clear upstairs
so we can get you to CT.
CT.
What--what is that?
Oh, um, computed tomography scan.
It's an imaging test.
It'll give me a better idea of the extent of the injuries.
Oh, OK.
And we need that for a cut on my arm?
Well, you said you hit your head, right,
on the glass before you went down?
Yeah.
I--but I didn't hit it that hard.
Well, still, it's concussion protocol.
I'd get in some pretty big trouble
if it turned out you had a brain bleed.
Look, Doc, I--
my head feels fine.
So can you help a guy out and stitch me up
so I can go home?
Tell you what.
As soon as you're back from CT, you'll be first on that list.
I promise.
Just hang tight.
You got it.
The tumor has a local extension
into the splenic artery.
Hand me the ligature, please.
After that last unit, base deficit is 0.
Vitals stable. - OK.
Starting to separate the plane around the artery.
What the hell was that?
What happened?
I'm guessing the storm knocked the power out.
What about Jeremy? How will they--
It's OK, it's OK.
The hospital has backup generators.
They'll kick in any second now.
I'll start bagging. Get vitals manually.
We have to keep the graspers completely still.
The slightest shift could lacerate the splenic artery.
We're flying blind here.
Where the hell are the generators?
The hospital should have switched over by now.
Would you please find out what's going on?
Blood pressure's down 80 over 40.
If we don't do something soon,
Jeremy could die on the table.
Faye?
Faye, it's Dr. Caitlin Lenox from Chicago Med!
Faye?
Faye!
Faye.
Oh, my God, Faye!
You're OK. I'm here. I'm here.
I'm gonna sit you up to help you breathe.
It's gonna hurt, but I'm gonna do it really fast, OK?
One, two, three.
You're OK. I'm gonna get you out of here.
Thank you. Thank you.
One second. One second.
OK.
Oh, come on, come on, come on.
OK.
I don't have service down here, so I have to go upstairs--
- No, don't-- - to call for help.
Don't leave. Please don't leave me.
I'm not leaving you. I promise.
I'll be right back.
OK.
No!