"Open, identify, ligate, remove, irrigate, close. Open, identify, ligate, remove, irrigate, close." George kept repeating to himself as he was about to preform his first solo surgery. "He's gonna faint. He's a fainter." a random intern said. Then another intern chimed in,"No, code brown, right in his pants." some people started to laugh. "He's all about the flop sweat. He's gonna sweat himself unsterile." An Random Intern said,"10 bucks says he messes up the McBurney." Cristina then put her own bet out,"$15 says he cries." They all started laughter inside the gallery. "I'll put $20 on a total meltdown."$50 says he pulls the whole thing off. That's one of us down there, the first one of us. Where's your loyalty?" I said getting tired of there bull crap. They all got quiet until Cristina said, "$75 says he can't even I.D. the appendix."They laughed, "I'll take that action." Izzie said and i couldn't help but laugh to.
"Okay, O'Malley, let's see what you can do." Dr.Burke said. "Here it comes." I say in anticipation. George then asked the surgical tech for a scalpel. Dr.Burke the said,"More pressure. The human flesh is a tough shell. Dig in." After he did as he was told he asked for the pickups then the clamps. George the said,"I'm there." when he got the peritoneum open. "I told you... he's gonna pull it off." I said looking at George proud.He asked for the scalpel again the he cut out the appendix. "Appendix is out." He said realizing a breath he was holding. Dr.Burke then said,"Now all you have to do is invert the stump into the cecum and simultaneously pull up on the purse strings but be careful not to..." before he could finish did exactly what he wasn't supposed to. "break them. You ripped the cecum. You've got a bleeder. You're filling with stool. What do you do now? George stood there frozen. "Think. You start the suction and you start digging for those purse strings before she bleeds to death. Bohkee, give him a clamp." Burke said. Surgical Tech then told them, "B.P.'s dropping. "Today. Pull your balls out of your back pocket. Let's go. What are you waiting for? Suction." Surgical Tech then proceeded to say,"Getting too low, folks. Dr. Burke." Burke pushed him out the way and proceeded to save him. "Get out of the way. Pansy-ass idiot. Get him out of here. Suction. Clamp."
"He's 007. 007, yep. A total 007." an Surgical Intern said. "What's "007" mean?" Izzie asked me. I let out a sigh, "License to kill."
"Oh, man. It's 911 for Katie Bryce. I got to go." I ran towards Katie's room like my life depended on it. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" I saw as i walk into Katies room. "Took you long enough." Katie said looking down from the magazine she was reading. "You're okay? The nurse paged me "911." I asked out of breath. "I had to go all "exorcist" to get her to even pick up the phone." she said polishing her nails. I cocked my head to the side then asked her, "Wait. There's nothing wrong with you?" She shook her head no. "Okay, this is an actual hospital. There are sick people here. Go to sleep and stop wasting my time." She took a deep breathe, "But I can't sleep. My head's all full." I rolled my eyes at her, "That's called "thinking." Go with it."