(Series 25, Ep.25) What’s the best way to get up the nose of a doctor who is known for being arrogant, maverick, independent and autocratic? Make him share power with someone who is similarly A, M, I and A. This was the reasoning of He Who Must Be Obeyed, Henrik Hanssen, when he decided the very thing that Nick Jordan needed in his life was a co-clinical lead. And the person he chose was Nick’s old teacher Miriam Turner (Cheryl Campbell).
Nick was not best pleased. It was like his mum had been assigned to work alongside him, and she wasn’t afraid to spit on a hankie and use it to wipe mud off his cheek, metaphorically-speaking. A typical exchange:
Miriam: “I see you haven’t got over your God complex.”
Nick: “And I see you’re still a ball-breaker with a hatred of a certain part of the male anatomy.”
Miriam: “Only small ones.” Ouch!
The two ended up in a tense stand-off when a pregnant patient who was haemorrhaging refused a blood transfusion because she was a Jehovah’s Witness. Cue medical expression of the week: Disseminated Intravascular Coagulation, as in “She’s going into DIC!” Nick felt he could respect the wishes of the patient and her husband by going the “bloodless” route, while Miriam felt that it was ok to risk getting sued and trample over a person’s religious beliefs if it meant saving their life. She pretended she’d heard the patient agree to a transfusion, and Lennie (who has faced a situation like this in the past, I seem to remember) backed her up. It was a moot point anyway, as the woman died, but thanks to Miriam’s skills as an obstetric surgeon, her baby was delivered safely by Caesarean. He needed a blood transfusion himself, though, and this time his father agreed.
Would all this end up making Nick really miserable and hating his new colleague and deeply resenting sharing an office? Oddly enough, no. By the end of the episode Nick (“Please don’t call me Nicky”) and Miriam were sharing a soothing glass of something or other, a bit of banter and a friendly hug. Hanssen looked most aggrieved.
Meanwhile, Lovely Staff Nurse Faldren kept clutching at his groin area and wincing throughout the episode. With the full benefit of my degree in televisual medicine from Holby University I diagnosed a hernia due to lifting his nan in and out of bed. But the poor lad was googling the symptoms of testicular cancer and looking worried. And now I’m worried, too, and the sooner he gets his balls into the hands of a qualified expert, the happier I’ll be.
Ruth would also be worried if she knew, because belatedly she’s decided she’s in love with him (she’s not taking her medication either). Oh, Ruth! And, typically for her, she’s being a tad intense about it and texting him every five minutes. He asked Charlie to have a word, because he just isn’t in the right frame of mind to be dealing with Ruth as well as all his other worries.
“Worry” became Kirsty’s middle name when she married Horrible Warren. When he heard from his equally horrible mother that Kirsty and Adam were “close,” Warren rose up from his sickbed, where he’d only just woken up from a coma, and staggered off, Gollum-like, to mark Adam’s card and then give Kirsty one final thump for old times’ sake.
Next time: Kirsty finds it hard to cope after Warren’s death, and Miriam is concerned about Jay’s peculiar behaviour,
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