The resident of surgery walked in to the room in a huff. She was very concerned with the status of all three patients that walked in around the same time. As this patient was the first and most important at the time, she was exaimened immediately. The room was like all hospitals; rolling, moveable bed, tv with a strange remote, and the boring tile and white walls. Oh goody, everyone loved to be in these rooms.

Holding the clipboard and flipping through the pages she determined her speech to give to the unsuspecting patient. It was hard alot of times to explain to them what was happening but it needed to be done, but the worst was when they panicked. With no intern to give a brief for her, Doctor Richards had to brief herself with more stress that no intern could be in monitoring any of her recent patients.

"Hello, Mrs. Lee, I am Doctor Richards. I understand you are having some severe headaches recently." With a sigh Krisitna finished her entrace and came ot the left side of the bed, which was facing, in direction, the West Wing. Her Nike sneakers provided comfort for the long day ahead and they barely made a squeek compared to the nurses' shoes some people wore. It was amazing how the white coat over her blue scrubs made her look more professional, something ironic possibly.

"Yes, but any causes?" The voice was soft and tiredl no doubt fatigued from being here and taking X-rays of her cranium. The patient barely moved her head to view more of the doctor, she seemed more interested in sleep. "It keeps me form sleeping and Ibprophen isn't helping, neither does Aspiren or Aleve." The voice was almost pleading and something in the doctor almost caused her to melt into the terrible diagnosis.

"Ma'am, we have found a mass in your brain...We believe it is a tumor." Kristina let the words come out as slowly as she could. The news was terrible and the fear and confusion was written all over Rachel Lee's face. It was so pale and held grey cresents under her misty hazel eyes. Kristina's brows raised in simpathy but nothing would break the news any softer. It was now over with and the next step was for the Attending, Chief, and Krisitna to conference over the best possible way to go about this, but already Kristina knew it would be surgery. The tumor was large but not impossible to remove, if they could do it right.