It makes me think I am losing my mind,” she said.I looked at her. “Leah I have decided not to have pity on you. From now it is going to be my way....You will do as I say.”“Or what? You leave me in here forever?” she said bitterly.“I don’t think it will take that long,” I said. “Probably just over night”.I turned back around and walked to the door. I turned the light off.“Wait!”“What do I have to do to get out of here?” Her voice was changed. It had a tremor of panic.I turned the light back on and. I just did not want to fall behind while still in my first year as a post doc. One thing that changed was that I was awarded a fellowship. I guess, Max pulled a few strings. It was not so much more than the fellowship I had from a German agency but it was in Dollars, insulating me against the ups and downs of the German Mark against the Dollar, something that had kept screwing up my financial planning in the first year.We had decided that Lillian would take a one year break. With both her. "No this is a small-town Liz andeveryone knows everyone else's business, I am sure you know from youliving here for your whole life. I have spent all my waking hours tryingto be a good dad to my three kids and it isn't an easy task. I wouldn'tknow what to do without sister Alice in our lives helping me with havingtwo girls' which I have no clue how to raise. Her helping with Samanthamakes it easy for me to be the baseball coach and her helping with myolder daughter as well." What the heck. Rita checked on Ralph, 86 year old with pneumonia on a vent. His family was of the 'save him at any cost' variety and so they were keeping him from his inevitable end. Sad from Rita's point of view. Next she headed into George's room. Now George was a whole different matter.George was 44, in overall good health but had come into the ER with crushing chest pain a week ago. The heart attack hadn't been bad, but had required some intervention - a stent. He had come to her unit because the floor.