Unfortunately, I have. Yeah. Several times. You know that 400 doctors take their own lives every year, right? Most of any profession. I don't have a lot of evidence to back this up, but I got a strong hunch it's got something to do with taking people who have a powerful desire to help and throwing them into a game where the odds are just stacked against them. I mean, this I do know: situations like this, it's never just one thing. It's always a complex set of circumstances, and, um, you know, trying to figure it out, trying to assign blame... it's, uh... it's pretty pointless.
Well, I'm still looking for that, but if I had to guess, I'd say it had something to do with, you know, just keep showing up, keep doing your job, put one foot in front of the other, 'cause when you start to get all tangled up in here, you know, that's when, I mean, it can just paralyze you.
When I took this job, Daniel, I wanted to create an environment where we would never lose someone. Everyone would look out for each other. I thought I did. But then today, I found out there was a very troubled young man in our midst, and not a single person knew him. I failed.
No, no. You... you got wonder about all the ones who don't jump off the ledge; what's going through their heads, how this job is affecting them. I worry about these people, Daniel. I worry about them.
[orienting a new nurse] Seven treatment rooms on the east side, four trauma bays on the west. Bays three and four combine to treat gunshot wounds, a place affectionately known as Baghdad. 4,000 shootings in Chicago. Some days we get... [patient screaming] a dozen. Drug dispensers are in the north and south end of the E.D., extra gurneys, isolation suites in the ambulance bay. Uh... Band-Aid, wound dressings, gauze, and extra weaponry are in the supply closet next to the elevator, which brings us right here to the command center.
When Jason Wheeler jumped, do you think he was scared? Was... I mean, was... was he at peace? Right before he stepped off, was there a moment of regret? I just... I just can't stop thinking about him.
The thing about suicide, it's never really a lone act. It tends to leave a lot of victims in its wake. I'd be lying if I said I'd been sleeping too well recently. But, um... but you and I... we got work to do.
Our server has been corrupted and shut down, and until we can restore the system, we'll be operating under downtime procedure. That means paper charts.
So we're going to fly blind with one arm tied behind our back? It seems a little shortsighted. I mean, it's what, thirty, forty thousand dollars? It seems like nothing.
I'm sorry. You know, it's not so easy staying neutral throughout all this, you know. You want me to choose sides, I'll pledge my loyalty to you right now.
Yeah, but he's been raised to believe that sex is wrong unless it's for procreation. And repressing his natural urges is triggering aggressive impulses, which he's struggling to control.
Mr. Halstead, I'm seeing some things that tell me that your heart isn't working very well. Your fingertips are purple, you're having a hard time breathing, and your energy seems, uh... depleted.
It means that your heart has been compensating for the faulty valve for a very long time, and now it can't keep up, so fluid is backing up into your lungs.
