Chapter 25
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Nolan shook his head. "I wanted to ask if there were additional treatment options available for my sister."
"That's an easy question. Nothing. She's in supportive care, Mr. Chen, you should know that's the best we can do for her here. I'm afraid you're going to be waiting Dr. Amrati's time. Or let me rephrase that Dr. Amrati is just going to be saying the same thing that I'm telling you."
Nolan took a seat as the receptionist shot him a dirty look. She clicked her tongue in disapproval. "I'm telling you sir, there is nothing more we can do for her. You're going to wait a half an hour for--"
Nolan cut her off, "I want to hear it from the doctor himself."
The receptionist rolled her eyes, "Okay sir. I've sent him a page that you're waiting here and he'll be here as soon as the meeting is over. I can guarantee he'll be here." She continued typing haphazardly on the keyboard. Her long nails making an annoying screech on the keys every time her fingers moved.
Funnily enough, Dr Amrati appeared not a moment later. He was surprised to see Nolan sitting there with his school bag on the ground with student papers sticking out to be graded. Dr. Jason Amrati was a tall man with wiry muscles. He had the curse of the medical profession which was a look of perpetually tired grace. Dr. Amrati approached him with a pleasant smile, even though there were bags under his eyes. "Nolan, haven't seen you around here for a while. How can I help you?"
Nolan coughed before he stood and took the doctor's outstretched handshake. "I'm really glad you agreed to see me sir. I have had a lot of thoughts of late and was wondering if there was anything more that we could try when it comes to my sister in terms of treatment."
"Ellie Chen is you sister correct? I have a lot of patients, they run into each other in my mind after a while. Ellie is unique in that we don't actually know what's wrong with her. The only thing we're sure of is that she's not getting better. She's on the best medications for her pain from the surgery to drain the fluid from her longs. You can see she's off the ventilator. She's breathing fine."
"But what's wrong with her? There should be a diagnosis. There should be alternative ways for her to get to where she can recover."
"Now you're talking like a doctor I happened to meet at a conference in Australia a couple of years ago. Let me explain this plainly to you, Nolan. Doctors as all knowing as we want to be, we don't know everything. I don't know everything, any other doctor you would consult would also say and so the same thing. We don't often get patients who survive auto accidents on the same level as your sister. We don't have the research. I could recommend you things but they aren't legal or I can't guarantee that your sister's quality of life would improve. Ellie is a sweetheart. Nobody doubts that, but we have done the best we can for her here." Dr Amirati was beginning to get annoyed.
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Nolan shook his head. "I wanted to ask if there were additional treatment options available for my sister."
"That's an easy question. Nothing. She's in supportive care, Mr. Chen, you should know that's the best we can do for her here. I'm afraid you're going to be waiting Dr. Amrati's time. Or let me rephrase that Dr. Amrati is just going to be saying the same thing that I'm telling you."
Nolan took a seat as the receptionist shot him a dirty look. She clicked her tongue in disapproval. "I'm telling you sir, there is nothing more we can do for her. You're going to wait a half an hour for--"
Nolan cut her off, "I want to hear it from the doctor himself."
The receptionist rolled her eyes, "Okay sir. I've sent him a page that you're waiting here and he'll be here as soon as the meeting is over. I can guarantee he'll be here." She continued typing haphazardly on the keyboard. Her long nails making an annoying screech on the keys every time her fingers moved.
Funnily enough, Dr Amrati appeared not a moment later. He was surprised to see Nolan sitting there with his school bag on the ground with student papers sticking out to be graded. Dr. Jason Amrati was a tall man with wiry muscles. He had the curse of the medical profession which was a look of perpetually tired grace. Dr. Amrati approached him with a pleasant smile, even though there were bags under his eyes. "Nolan, haven't seen you around here for a while. How can I help you?"
Nolan coughed before he stood and took the doctor's outstretched handshake. "I'm really glad you agreed to see me sir. I have had a lot of thoughts of late and was wondering if there was anything more that we could try when it comes to my sister in terms of treatment."
"Ellie Chen is you sister correct? I have a lot of patients, they run into each other in my mind after a while. Ellie is unique in that we don't actually know what's wrong with her. The only thing we're sure of is that she's not getting better. She's on the best medications for her pain from the surgery to drain the fluid from her longs. You can see she's off the ventilator. She's breathing fine."
"But what's wrong with her? There should be a diagnosis. There should be alternative ways for her to get to where she can recover."
"Now you're talking like a doctor I happened to meet at a conference in Australia a couple of years ago. Let me explain this plainly to you, Nolan. Doctors as all knowing as we want to be, we don't know everything. I don't know everything, any other doctor you would consult would also say and so the same thing. We don't often get patients who survive auto accidents on the same level as your sister. We don't have the research. I could recommend you things but they aren't legal or I can't guarantee that your sister's quality of life would improve. Ellie is a sweetheart. Nobody doubts that, but we have done the best we can for her here." Dr Amirati was beginning to get annoyed.
Nolan shook his head. "I wanted to ask if there were additional treatment options available for my sister.""That's an easy question. Nothing. She's in supportive care, Mr. Chen, you should know that's the best we can do for her here. I'm afraid you're going to be waiting Dr. Amrati's time. Or let me rephrase that Dr. Amrati is just going to be saying the same thing that I'm telling you."Nolan took a seat as the receptionist shot him a dirty look. She clicked her tongue in disapproval. "I'm telling you sir, there is nothing more we can do for her. You're going to wait a half an hour for--"Nolan cut her off, "I want to hear it from the doctor himself."The receptionist rolled her eyes, "Okay sir. I've sent him a page that you're waiting here and he'll be here as soon as the meeting is over. I can guarantee he'll be here." She continued typing haphazardly on the keyboard. Her long nails making an annoying screech on the keys every time her fingers moved.Funnily enough, Dr Amrati appeared not a moment later. He was surprised to see Nolan sitting there with his school bag on the ground with student papers sticking out to be graded. Dr. Jason Amrati was a tall man with wiry muscles. He had the curse of the medical profession which was a look of perpetually tired grace. Dr. Amrati approached him with a pleasant smile, even though there were bags under his eyes. "Nolan, haven't seen you around here for a while. How can I help you?"Nolan coughed before he stood and took the doctor's outstretched handshake. "I'm really glad you agreed to see me sir. I have had a lot of thoughts of late and was wondering if there was anything more that we could try when it comes to my sister in terms of treatment.""Ellie Chen is you sister correct? I have a lot of patients, they run into each other in my mind after a while. Ellie is unique in that we don't actually know what's wrong with her. The only thing we're sure of is that she's not getting better. She's on the best medications for her pain from the surgery to drain the fluid from her longs. You can see she's off the ventilator. She's breathing fine.""But what's wrong with her? There should be a diagnosis. There should be alternative ways for her to get to where she can recover.""Now you're talking like a doctor I happened to meet at a conference in Australia a couple of years ago. Let me explain this plainly to you, Nolan. Doctors as all knowing as we want to be, we don't know everything. I don't know everything, any other doctor you would consult would also say and so the same thing. We don't often get patients who survive auto accidents on the same level as your sister. We don't have the research. I could recommend you things but they aren't legal or I can't guarantee that your sister's quality of life would improve. Ellie is a sweetheart. Nobody doubts that, but we have done the best we can for her here." Dr Amirati was beginning to get annoyed.
