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After 9 hours of surgery, Doreen exited to the hallway with one of her team members.
"Care for a drink?" he asked her.
"No," she shook, "I'm exhausted. I'm heading home to spend a little time with my son and then catch some sleep. Maybe another time."
"Fair enough," he smiled, "good night."
"Night, Roger," she smiled. She headed down the hallway to check on her other patients, most of whom were sleeping so she just made a few vital and chart checks. As she did, she stopped at the coffee bar. While she was beyond coffee, she figured it would give her lift enough to get home.
She stood by the receptionist, sipping her coffee.
"So how did it go, Doctor?" asked the woman.
"Well, that poor girl has a long way to go," she said, "with all the burns it took us much of what we had just to close her up internally and removed a bad leg. I'll need to meet with some of the other staff on the burns."
"Ew," replied the receptionist.
"Well, I'll check her tomorrow and see where we go from here," she said, "for now, I need to get home."
"Good night, Doreen," said the receptionist.
"Night," replied Doreen.
She stood just outside the front entrance, sipping her coffee. The light breeze was refreshing and she took several minutes to enjoy it.