Chicago Med

You took my uterus?

Becoming a mother was the most important thing.

I made that decision. I couldn't lose you.

We need more full-time nurses.

Didn't a leadership position just open up

in the nurses' union?

Toss your name in the ring.

When it first happens, everyone's there, you know?

But I'm still here, alone.

I didn't mean to do that.

I'm not a victim here.

That still doesn't make it OK for a grown woman

to start a relationship with a minor.

You're not being honest with yourself.

You loved me.

Don't dismiss it like it didn't mean anything.

Dennis, I'm going to be heading out.

- Come join me. - Not a chance.

You're not getting my hair wet.

When you coming home tonight? I'm gonna cook up the rib eye.

Oh, well, not too late, probably about 6:00.

And, remember, don't cook mine...

Too rare.

I got you, baby.

All right, we'll see you later.

See you later.

Hello?

Uh, hi.

Alex.

Goodness, your father didn't mention

that you were coming home.

Oh, it's a surprise.

- Ah. - Is he here by any chance?

Um, he's, uh, in the shower.

He talks about you all the time.

Oh.

It's so nice to finally meet you.

I was ready to brave

that 16-hour flight to Auckland.

I am so sorry.

I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?

Sharon. Sharon Goodwin.

Your father didn't...

No.

Alex?

What are you doing here?

I thought your fellowship doesn't end till next month.

I wanted to surprise you.

It would have been

yours and mom's 50th wedding anniversary on Saturday.

Right, yes, uh...

- Yeah. - So good to see you.

- This is Sharon Goodwin. - We met, Dad.

Well, uh, I'll let the two of you catch up.

Sure.

- Sharon, hold on a second. - We'll talk later.

It was lovely meeting you, Alex.

You too.

We've got a pediatric trauma en route.

Dr. Archer's requesting your assistance.

- Where's Frost? - Late.

Who's that for?

Uh, Sully's son, Nate.

It's his first birthday.

Lynn's having a little party for him tonight.

Oh, that must be bittersweet.

Definitely.

Looking sharp, by the way. What's the occasion?

Union negotiations with the hospital.

Aren't you all getting down to the wire?

Mm-hmm. Current contract expires at midnight.

Give them hell, Maggie. Don't let up.

Yeah.

- -

Go to Trauma 1.

Clarissa Thatcher, 13-year-old female,

peds versus auto.

Victim was riding a skateboard when she was struck.

You're in good hands, Clarissa.

These doctors are going to take care of you.

- Helmet? - Yes, thank goodness.

Heart rate 119, BP 92 over 63.

Obvious deformity of the left forearm, bruising on the belly,

and complaining of abdominal pain.

- Which side was she hit on? - Right side.

- She was airborne about 10 feet. - I know it hurts.

Just try to keep breathing. All right, here we go. Ready?

- On my count, one, two, three. -

All right, all right, all right, all right.

You OK, man? What happened?

I hit her. We were responding to a call.

She crossed in front of me on a skateboard.

I didn't see her in time.

OK, you need to get that head lac checked out.

Yeah, I will.

We gave her 2 of morphine in the ambo.

All right, let's give her 25 of fentanyl, please.

We would have called for backup,

but we were about ten minutes from Med,

and it was fastest just to bring her ourselves.

All right, we'll take it from here.

Clear breath sounds bilaterally.

- Matt, come on. - We got this, Matt.

Ultrasound, please.

- Courtney? - What is it? What's wrong?

You got this. Let's go.

Matt, the best thing you can do right now

- is to let the doctors focus. - I can't leave her.

- Please, just let me stay. - I understand.

Matt, we'll be right over there.

You'll be able to keep eyes on her the whole time.

Come on, Matt.

She's got free fluid in the belly.

OK, let's open up the hybrid OR,

find out what she's bleeding from.

Her drink is on me.

And could I get a coffee, no room, please?

Hi.

OK, I know I don't make cardiothoracic money,

but I'm OK.

I can afford my own coffee.

Oh, relax. It's not a patriarchy thing.

It is a cutting-the-line thing.

Thank you.

Where are you off to?

Uh, the PICU to check on a patient.

Oh, well, as luck would have it, I'm going upstairs, too.

So have you heard from Naomi recently?

I sent her a few texts. No response. Why?

I picked Naomi to assist on a VATS pleurodesis

- this afternoon. - She must be ecstatic.

Assisting on a VATS as a first-year

is a real feather in her cap.

Yeah, I thought she would see it that way, too,

but she missed our last two simulations.

Emailed that she was going to make them up on her own.

No, that's unacceptable. I'll have a talk with her.

No, no, no, please don't.

The last thing I want to do is embarrass her.

She's probably just overwhelmed, like we all were.

Yeah.

Except you, right?

You just sailed through that first-year residency,

didn't you?

Is this where I'm supposed to feign humility

and say it was really hard?

- That would be nice. -

Did you book your flight to the conference yet?

Yeah. Why?

Any chance I could get you to change your return flight

and join me for an extra day in Myrtle Beach?

I was going to play hooky and go ride the Swamp Fox.

Swamp Fox... it's a classic wooden roller coaster.

Oh, I don't really like roller coasters.

Oh, I should have known.

You did tell me that one time

that you prefer solid ground under your feet.

Right.

But I could probably be persuaded

if there's funnel cake, cotton candy, you know.

Those are my terms.

Done.

Who knew you had a sweet tooth?

- - It's one of my few vices.

Can't wait to learn your others.

And whose fault is it we don't have a new contract yet?

Who dragged their feet?

All right, Miss Coleman,

do you want to lecture us for an hour,

or would you like to hear our proposal?

We are prepared to offer the nurses tremendous gains

on the last two remaining issues...

a 4% raise on hourly wages...

Barely keeping up with inflation.

And a mandated one-to-five nurse-to-patient ratio

on med-surg...

We're not budging on nurse-to-patient ratio.

One-to-four, or we're done here.

Look, this is an incredibly generous offer.

OK, then I guess we're done.

Hold on. Please, hold on.

How about we look at this latest proposal

as a new starting place

and we extend negotiations a week?

I am as committed as all of you are

to reaching a deal which reflects

the invaluable contributions of our nurses here at Gaffney.

We'll discuss and get back with you.

Thank you.

Please, just tell me how she's doing.

No, hey, keep still. I'm almost done.

Honey, listen to Dr. Archer.

How is she?

You know HIPAA prohibits me

from sharing any health information.

I'm begging you.

I just need to know how she's doing.

What I can tell you is this.

She made it through surgery.

She's still in critical condition,