Remember Me by Priscilla Poole Rainwater Page B

later she had received a call from Dr. Parker himself, who made it clear that Ms. Washington (as he still called her) was to receive no further treatment from her. It also seemed a bit odd to her that he hadn’t seemed surprised at Cassandra’s reaction to seeing her husband. Not only that, but he had been tight-lipped about her past treatment as well. When she had told him Granger had questions he would like answered, he had completely blew her off. Looking at the intern, then at Cassandra’s chart, she spoke in a brisk voice. “Dr. Parker has informed me that he’ll be here as soon as he can, he’s out of town. He wants the restraints removed. When he arrives, he’ll issue any further treatment orders, just have the nurse come in and check on her in the meantime.” she instructed. Making a couple of more notes, she closed the chart. “I did recommend she should remain for observation, because of the concussion.”

“Very well, doctor.” he replied, and began unbuckling the restraints. “She should be out for quite a while anyway.” Looking back at her suddenly, he said, “Oh, almost forgot! What about the labs you had ordered?”

Looking at Cassandra, a cloud of uneasiness crossed her face. Something is off-kilter here, but damned if I can figure it out. Maybe he just has…radical treatment methods that are out of the norm. It’s been done before, by very competent physicians. Oh well, I don’t know her complete history, and he does… she thought, trying to convince herself that her colleague would never do anything to harm his patient. And he had been adamant about not wanting anyone else to treat her. In spite of this, and against her better judgment, she replied, “Just go ahead and run them, since I ordered them done before I talked to Dr. Parker. What would it hurt? I’m sure he’ll appreciate it…“

“Yes, doctor.”

Turning and leaving the room, she made her way to the private waiting room to speak with Granger and Jocelyn, nodding and smiling at coworkers along the way. She knew the hospital Chief of Staff always reserved a private waiting room for VIP’s, the man was always sucking up to the wealthy and powerful.

Finally arriving, she entered and had barely closed the door when Granger rushed her, demanding answers. Holding up her hands to halt him, she touched his shoulder and gestured for him to be seated on one of the leather couches.
     

After he was seated next to his mother-in-law, she sat opposite and looked at them in turn. “Cassandra was very lucky. She’s bruised and scraped up, and has suffered a mild concussion, but that’s the extent of her injuries. There was no internal bleeding or broken bones, thank God. It could have been much, much worse. She’ll be uncomfortable for a few days, but should recover nicely. We want her to remain here for at least seventy two hours for observation, just to be safe.”

“What about her memory, what’s going on with her? What’s wrong?”

Looking back at him, she could see the tension in his face, and dark bags had formed underneath his eyes. “Well, I’m really not sure. Listen, I’m very concerned about her emotional state. For some reason she seems to think you mean her great harm, and she only wants to be treated by Dr. Parker.”

Jocelyn’s eyes narrowed at the name. On the way to be reunited with her daughter, Cynne’ had expressed her own feelings of uneasiness and distrust of the man. Looking uneasily at Granger, Cynne’, then back to Joy, she said nervously, “Listen, doctor, I think it would be best if someone else treated my daughter, perhaps you could take over her case? From what little I’ve been told, I fear he may have taken his treatment a bit… too far.”

Glancing at his mother-in-law with somber curiosity, Granger thought, What does she know about this doctor? He knew her well enough to know there was more she wanted to say, but was holding back.

Don’t touch that with a ten foot