Chicago Med

What's going on there?

- She has a boyfriend. - Really?

- There's been a lot of bad timing between us.

I just found Daniel unconscious.

I think he may be having a stroke.

Best damn hospital in the Midwest.

- I understand that you don't want the world to know

about your prion diagnosis, but that doesn't mean

you can blow off your follow-up appointments.

Did they find a cure?

It's a mistake not to deal with this.

My mistake was getting tested at Gaffney

because I didn't know you would be sent the results.

Oh.

Ma, this is beautiful.

- Well, I have found myself with time on my hands

for the first time in years.

Wait, is this my Janet Jackson T-shirt?

It is.

There's something from every member of the family on there

so you can take us with you when you go.

Ma, now, we talked about this.

Indianapolis is just three hours away by car.

Oh. Are you expecting someone?

No.

Surprise!

- Great to see you, man. - David!

We thought you weren't coming.

- I thought I couldn't, and then I had a Chicago

client who needed a visit.

- Oh! - And so two birds.

Well, thanks for coming.

- Even if you had to come up with a work excuse.

Hey, I'm here.

- Yes, you're here. - Give me your coat.

Ooh. Good morning.

How are you so perky after last night?

- I don't seem to remember you complaining.

- I think around 2:00, I might have started.

- Listen, there's this dive bar I wanna go to tonight.

It's in Canaryville.

It's a biker bar.

- Oh, I was thinking more like a bowl of popcorn

and some "Office" reruns.

I feel like life is meant to be lived.

- Yeah, it's the... it's the living that's killing me.

It's getting a little bit out of control.

- Oh, well, I think control is a little bit overrated.

Who even are you?

Oh, you don't remember.

- Huh. Let me show you. - Okay, okay.

Get dressed.

Overnight was slammed with a gas explosion.

We're short surgeons.

All right.

It'll just have to wait till the biker bar.

There is something else happening.

Connie is pregnant.

She's...

wow.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Well, it would even be more

wonderful if I ever met her.

- No, no, I know. I know. - You will soon.

Um, it's just that she... she carries a marker for Tay-Sachs,

which isn't a worry if I'm in the clear.

But the genetic test was inconclusive,

so I need a family medical history.

Okay.

I see.

- I was hoping to get in touch with my biological father if...

if you knew.

You know, I...

I have an address, but

that's been years, baby.

- I mean, I could get another genetic test,

but the doctors, they say that...

You should have a full family history.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- You called me? - Yeah.

Cody Metivier, 17, collapsed at camp.

Apparently, he had a full-on seizure.

- Sorry to hear that. - Cody, I'm Dr. Howard.

What were you doing before the seizure happened?

- We were at practice. - I got tackled.

- Um, he was seen here two weeks ago for a concussion.

Yeah.

I'm thinking post-concussive syndrome, second one.

Yeah, I agree.

Doris has contacted your parents.

But in the meantime, let's get you into a gown, okay?

- I have to go. - Hey, it's gonna be okay.

No, I have to get back.

- Cody? - Oh.

He's seizing again!

Let's get him on his side.

Get him 2 of Ativan, 4 of Zofran, all right?

- We got a major MVC, three critical coming in.

All hands on deck.

Dr. Ripley, you're up.

Trauma 1!

We got a minivan versus a flatbed truck

full of rebar, head on.

Eight-year-old male with restrained right arm fracture,

impalement, degloved on the right leg.

Tourniquet was applied for pulsatile bleeding.

- Gonna need a surgeon. - You've got one.

Let's give 1 gram Ancef, and we've gotta get

that tourniquet off and save his leg.

Tourniquet's been on for over an hour.

- Well, I don't start worrying until at least six.

Dr. Howard, you're with me. Dr. Ripley, on to the next.

Trauma 2!

- 13-year-old female. - Her feet were up on the dash.

Deformity of bilateral tib fibs.

- Heart rate 112. - BP 109/62.

Okay, I'll help.

- All fractures closed. - Let's get some labs...

Sarah!

And then off to CT for pan scan.

- Sarah! - Mom!

Mom!

Trauma 3.

- Sarah! Sarah! - Female, late 30s.

Impalements to the neck and abdomen.

- I can see that. - How is she conscious?

She keeps calling out for her kids.

Gave 50 of fentanyl en route.

Heart rate 115. BP 100/60.

- I guess we're waiting for the driver of the truck?

No, he walked away from it.

Yeah, lucky him.

All right, hang two units packed cells, please.

I am sorry if this is uncomfortable.

All right.

She's got peritonitis.

We need X-rays fast.

And let's get her to the OR, please.

We don't have one.

Lenox took the last OR upstairs.

- Oh, well, then just cancel elective surgeries...

- Already did. - It's all the gas explosion.

All right, then we'll just do it here.

Uh, okay, I'll get set up.

- Come on. - Colin! Sarah!

Please, please, my children.

Hey, Dr. Charles.

Dr. Mitch Ripley.

Welcome back.

Thank you, buddy.

Didn't you have another week in rehab?

I opted for outpatient.

You know, I was just going crazy.

Wanted to get back to work. I missed you guys.

Back in charge.

Well, not officially.

I still got a couple of those, you know, boilerplate

cognitive tests to pass.

- Well, whatever the case, just glad to have you back.

And, uh, Dr. Rabari has a very different style.

Really?

Yeah.

Anyway, let's catch up later.

- I got a patient. - Okay.

Go forth. Heal, young man.

- Welcome back. - Theo.

- Am I wrong, or are you... - are you back a little early?

- Maybe a bit, but it's the craziest thing, man.

I just feel like a million bucks.

I mean, Sam and Dean, that... that cranial bypass?

It's incredible.

I'm thrilled to see you.

- And listen, I also appreciate you filling in, really.

But I promise you, I'm ready and raring to go.

- Well, hopefully you can tolerate a little

power sharing agreement.

- I look forward to it. - All right.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

I need a signature to discharge this schizophrenic hot dog.

- Welcome back. - Thank you.

So Cody, you were here two weeks ago,

and you saw Dr. Rabari,

who diagnosed you with a probable concussion

and did not clear you to play.

Yeah, I... my dad

took us to our family doctor,

and he cleared me.

- Was that a family doctor, or did you just

find one that would clear you?

You don't understand.

I have to do this camp.

All the college scouts are there,

and I have to get a scholarship,

or I have to, uh...

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, Cody.

It's all right.

Breathe for me, all right?

Look, here's what we can do.