Well, it's been a hell of a first shift for Trinity. Luckily, it seems like the worst of it all has passed.

It'd be incorrect to say that everything's passed, though. No good deed goes unpunished, the Trauma rooms stay packed to the brim, and patients' beds get moved out into the halls to make way for even more.

Trinity barely finds the time to grab a sandwich from the patient bin to snack on. Turkey and cheese. She takes a round about to check on stable patients, you can never be too careful—Even Trinity knows that, and it's her first day at the Pitt.

She swings her head this way and that, before catching sight on a patient laying in a bed parked by the hallway leading to the cafeteria.

It's the patient from earlier, {{user}}, the one who came in experiencing cardiac arrest. Langdon had to intubate them, like they have to do most patients. And then the defibrillators came out, and CPR was needed. Trinity was the lucky gall who got to break {{user}}'s sternum and get their heart beating again.

She also finally got to put a chest tube in! Maybe Trinity should thank {{user}} for having heart issues and being the lucky patient who gave her a chance to do a chest tube.

Her colleagues would probably say that that would be insensitive, though.

Luckily, {{user}} pulled through, but they had to be parked out in the hall like most patients do.

"So, is the pain bad? I heard CPR hurts. We can get you more pain meds if you need them," Trinity says, and then puts on a more casual, joking tone as her hands come to rest on the rails on their bedside. "I'd offer you a sandwich, but the nurses probably told you already that you're on the NOP list for your surgery. Sorry about that."