Love Comes to Stacy II

 by: Miguel Sanchez

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Chapter 2

The nurse said, “Dr. Mullins, we need you in ER. We have a pediatric emergency here. Are you the on call pediatrician?”

“Yes I am,” Stacy said. “I’ll be right down.”

Stacy finished his notes then went to the elevator for the trip down to the first floor. He got off the elevator and went into the ER to find his patient. A nurse saw him and said, “Your patient is in here. He’s pretty bad doctor. It’s an HBC (hit by car).”

Stacy went over and saw the Emergency Room Physician to get the chart. The first thing he saw was the name on the chart. Stacy gasped then went over and saw him. “Oh Logan,” he said trying not to cry. “What did he do to you?”

The ER doctor came over and said, “Stacy, I don’t think this is the result of being hit by a car.”

Stacy lifted off the sheet and saw the bruises and said, “No, it’s the result of being hit by a fist. Have the x-rays come back yet?”

“Not yet,” the ER doc said. “I’ve ordered a CAT scan of his head and we’re just waiting for them to come take him.”

Logan’s x-rays arrived just as he was being taken for his scan. The two doctors looked at the films and were shocked by what they saw. Logan had 7 broken ribs and a fracture in his jaw. The ER doc said, “I did an ultrasound of his abdomen and that was negative. I didn’t relish the thought of having to operate on him in his current condition.”

Officer Green came in and saw Stacy there. He looked up at her and just shook his head. He couldn’t keep his emotions in check any longer and he broke down and cried. Through his tears he said, “This is no hit by car. This is child abuse.”

“Are you sure?” she asked.

The ER doctor heard them talking and he said, “If he’s not, I am.”

“That’s good enough for me,” she said. “I’ll be placing him into custody when he’s done talking with Accident Investigation Team.”

“What’s going to happen to him?” Stacy asked.

Officer Green looked at him and said, “I suppose he’ll be placed in a foster home when he’s well enough.”

“Good,” Stacy said smiling. “My Dad said he’d take him. He’s a licensed foster parent.”

Officer Green turned and went back outside but no sooner had she left when she returned with Ms. Buckley. “Dr. Mullins, this is Ms. Buckley from DSS. We were on our way over to the Williams’ house this morning to talk with his stepfather when we found Logan like this. Can you tell her what you told me?”

Ms. Buckley smiled at Stacy and said, “It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard there was a little person who was a doctor from some of the kids in foster care. They really rave about you.”

Stacy blushed a little when he heard that compliment. “Thanks,” he said. “When kids see my size, I guess they aren’t scared and it makes things easier for us both. As for Logan, this was no hit and run. Well, not like we think of anyway. He was severely beaten and he has 7 broken ribs and a fractured jaw. The ER doctor did and ultrasound of his abdomen and he’s very lucky there are no internal injuries. He’s down in CT getting his head scanned. When he returns, we’re going to have to decide weather or not to wire his jaw closed so it can heal.”

Half way through Stacy’s report Ms. Buckley had her hand over her mouth. “My God Doctor,” she said stunned. This is the worst case of abuse I’ve handled since I’ve been here. How long will he be in the hospital or is it too early to tell yet?”

“It’s hard to say,” Stacy said. “I’m going to get neurosurgery to look at his CT scan to see if there is any bleeding or other damage to his brain. As you know, he’s unconscious right now. We’re just going to have to watch him closely.”

“The older woman sighed then said, “I’m going to have to find a special foster home for him. It sounds like he may end up having some special needs.”

“I think I might know someone who would love to take him,” Stacy said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, and who might that be?” she asked.

“My Dad,” Stacy said. “He’s still a licensed foster parent. He was my foster Dad before he adopted me.”

“I’ll have to review a few things but if his license is still valid,” she started. That just might be the best thing all the way round.”

Logan came back from CT and Stacy said, “If you’ll excuse me, I have to see to my patient.”

Officer Green said “May I take some photographs of him as evidence so they can be turned over to the DA?”

“Sure,” he said.

He led the two women over to Logan’s bed and gently pulled the covers back. Ms. Buckley gasped as Stacy pulled up a step stool so he could reattach the leads to the heart monitor. When he looked at Logan’s face he noticed the both his eyes were now blackened. He quickly listened to the boy’s heart and lungs then stepped down so the officer could get her pictures. She looked at Stacy and said, “I’ll cover him back when I’m finished.”

Stacy nodded then turned to meet with the ER doctor and Neurosurgeon. The three men looked over the scan and the neurosurgeon said, “I see a very small hairline fracture to the skull but otherwise it’s unremarkable. I would just watch him in the unit. I don’t see anything surgical I can do for him at this time.”

Stacy was relieved to hear this. He took the boy’s chart and wrote admission orders sending him to PICU.

He went out into the hall just as Officer Green and the AI Team were putting handcuffs on Mr. Williams. “It’s a mistake I’m telling you. He was hit by a car.”

Stacy walked up to him and said, “Yeah, I bet your fists hit like a car.”

Officer Green turned the man around and said, “Sir you’re under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. You have the right to have the attorney present before any questions are asked. If you desire and can not afford one, an attorney will be appointed to you at no charge before questioning. Do you understand these rights I have just read to you?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he said wiggling as he was held. “And I’m telling you he was hit by a car. I saw it.”

Officer Green said, “Save it for the judge sir. You’re being charged with felony aggravated child abuse and felony assault on a minor. I’m sure the DA might add a few more later.”

The two male officers led the man outside as Officer Green smiled at Stacy. She stopped and said, “I just wish there was something more we could have done for him last night.”

Stacy wiped his eyes and said, “I know. I so wanted to get him out of there but there wasn’t anything I could do. I feel just as bad about this as you do.”

Stacy turned around just as Logan was being moved to his room in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit. Officer Green walked over to the unconscious boy and said stroking his hair softly, “I’m so sorry about this Logan. I hope some day you can forgive me for not doing more. Get well soon.”

Ms. Buckley shook Stacy’s hand and said, “I’ll check on your father’s license as soon as I get back to the office Dr. Mullins. What is his name?”

“Mike Mullins,” Stacy said as he watched Logan disappear into an elevator.

The women left the hospital and Stacy walked down towards the elevator to head up to PICU. Once Logan had been transferred into his bed and the nurses did their thing, he went in and checked on him one more time before leaving for the office. He wrote his orders and told the charge nurse the he was to be notified immediately of any change in the boy’s condition. He looked up at the clock and saw it was almost 12:30. He checked his PDA to see what time his first appointment was and thought, ‘Looks like I’m going to miss lunch today if I want to get out on time.’

The little doctor headed for the elevator and as soon as he got outside he called his Dad. Mike answered the phone and said, “Hi son, how’s your day going?”

Stacy fought back tears and said, “It sucks. My fears about Logan all came true.”

When Mike heard that he said, “Oh God son, how bad is it?”

“Pretty bad Dad,” he said. “He’s in the unit and will probably have to be there for 3 or 4 days. I told the social worker that you would be his foster parent and she is going to make sure your license is still valid. If it is, he’ll probably be assigned to you.”

Stacy continued walking towards his car as Mike said, “That’s fine son. Did they arrest his stepfather?”

“Yeah they did,” Stacy said. “He was spitting some bull shit about it being a hit and run accident but the bruises on him say otherwise. I’m at my car now Dad. I have to get to the office to see patients then come back and see Logan before I can come home.”

“Alright son,” Mike said trying to keep his son’s spirits up. “He’s going to be fine now son. You know there are plenty of good doctors there.”

“I know Dad,” Stacy said as he unlocked the door. “I’ll see you this evening. I love you.”

“I love you too son,” Mike said before hanging up the phone.

Stacy’s afternoon went by remarkably quick considering he had to fight to keep his mind there at the office rather then in the PICU. He was about to leave his office when he suddenly remembered he forgot to have a foley inserted into Logan when his phone rang. “Dr. Mullins here,” he said looking at his watch wanting to get out of the office.”

“Doctor, this is the charge nurse on PICU,” she started saying. “Logan just voided on himself and we had to change him.”

Stacy sat down at his desk and said, “Yes, I just remembered that I hadn’t ordered a foley for him. I was going to put one in him when I came back.”

“Very well doctor,” she said. “Other than that, that hasn’t been any change in him.”

“Alright,” Stacy said. “I’ll be leaving the office here shortly. Also, call downstairs and have his x-rays sent up to the floor. I’ll see you when I get there.”

“I’ll do that personally doctor,” the charge nurse said before she hung up the phone.”

Stacy quickly dictated some notes he forgot then left to go back to the hospital. It took him what seemed forever to get to the hospital because of the afternoon traffic. Stacy parked in the Physician’s lot and went inside going right to PICU. He stopped at the nurse’s station and got Logan’s chart and saw the charge nurse in with the boy. “How’s he doing,” Stacy said startling the nurse who was looking at the monitor.

The nurse turned and looked at the diminutive doctor and said, “I think he might be trying to wake up.”

This was good news for Stacy but then he realized he had another problem. “Where are his x-rays?”

The nurse took him into the doctor’s dictating room and set them on the table. He pulled the films out and searched for the ones he wanted and held them up to the light. He carefully looked at the films and saw that Logan’s jaw only had a hairline crack in it and he wouldn’t have to get it wired closed. The charge nurse was watching him closely then said, “Is there anything I can help you with Doctor?”

“No,” he said putting the x-rays back into the large folder. “I was just looking at his jaw. If he is waking up I needed to make a determination on what I was going to do with his jaw. He won’t be bale to have solid food for about a week so that should give it plenty of time to heal. There is only a hairline crack in it. You can get me a foley kit and meet me back in his room.”

Stacy went into Logan’s cubicle and closed the curtain then slid the step stool over and began to examine him. He checked his pupils and saw they were reacting properly to light. Stacy did some other tests on him and he mentally agreed with the nurse’s assessment that Logan was starting to regain consciousness.

He heard the curtain open and the charge nurse set the kit and catheter on the table. Stacy removed his jacket and went over to wash his hands. The nurse opened the kit while Stacy put on sterile gloves. The nurse then went and lowered the covers then Stacy started preparing to insert the foley into Logan’s penis.

Stacy quickly disinfected the tip then took the catheter and dipped it into the lube. He picked the boy’s penis up and gently started sliding the tube into him. He quickly got it in place then inflated the small balloon in the tip so it couldn’t come back out. The nurse then attached it to the collection bag then hung it on the side of the bed.

Stacy took his gloves off and washed his hands again then wrote some notes into Logan’s chart. “Thank you for the help,” Stacy said to the charge nurse. I have a couple of other patients here to check on then I’ll be going home for the evening. Do not call the on call doctor about him tonight.”

“Yes Doctor,” the nurse said. “I’ll make sure his night nurse knows.”

Stacy put his coat back on then left the floor to see to his other patients. Out of 5 he had there, he was able to let 3 go home and he could follow them in the office. He looked at his watch and it was now 5:45. He knew he was going to have to go to bed early tonight. Stacy was still somewhat lost in thought as he headed for the door when his pager went off again. Taking his pager off his belt he looked at the number and saw it was PICU paging him again.

He started running for the elevators and found one the just arrived. He pushed the button for the second floor and waited for the doors to close. He got off and went to the security door and swiped his ID card through the lock and went to see what was going on with Logan. He saw the nurse some out of his room and he said, “You paged me nurse?”

She saw him walking towards her and she said, “Come here Doctor,”

The nurse put the step stool beside Logan’s bed and Stacy stepped up and was greeted by a little boy staring back at him. “Hi Stacy,” Logan managed to squeak out.

“Hi yourself,” Stacy said reaching over and gently rubbing his hair. “Don’t try to talk to much son, your jaw has a fracture in it and I don’t want to have to wire it closed.”

Logan nodded his head as tears started to roll down his face and said, “I’ll try.”

“Don’t cry Logan,” Stacy said. “You’re safe now. Your stepfather is in jail and when you get out of here you won’t have to go back home. You are going to have a real nice foster parent.”

Stacy could see Logan getting scared. He whispered, “I don’t want some nice foster parents.”

“Really,” Stacy said smiling but trying not to giggle. “Not even if that really nice foster parent is my Dad?”

Logan’s eyes shot open wide and he said, “Your Dad?”

“Un huh,” Stacy said.

“Will that mean you and I will be brothers?” Logan asked.

“I guess it does,” Stacy said.

Just then Ms. Buckley came into the room. She looked at Logan and saw he was awake and said, “Oh thank god you’re alright. Stacy, I checked your father’s license and it still active and Logan is officially assigned to him.”

Logan was crying at the news and just mouthed “Thank you.”

Just then another visitor came in. Stacy turned around and said, “Daddy, what are you doing here.”

“Is it alright if I visit my foster son, Doctor?” Mike asked smiling at Logan.

“I guess,” Stacy said laughing. “He just can’t talk very much. I don’t want him having to move his jaw.”

Mike walked to the other side of the bed and took the boy’s hand and said, “You won’t talk too much, will you?”

Logan smiled and just shook his head no. Stacy stepped down and opened the curtain and saw Ed and Anthony standing there. “Oh man,” he said. “How many other visitors is he going to have?”

Anthony hugged Stacy and said, “I’m not going to stay long. I just wanted to see him for a minute.”

“Alright guys,” Stacy said. “But don’t stay to long. He just woke up and he needs his rest. One more thing, don’t try to hug him. His ribs are very sore.”

Stacy went out to the nurse’s station and wrote an order for pain medication now that Logan was awake. The on call pediatrician came by and Stacy filled him in and let him know he wouldn’t have to worry about Logan. After about 10 minutes, Stacy went in and said, “Alright guys, it’s time to go. Logan needs his rest.”

Mike leaned over and kissed the boy on the head, “You just rest now son. You only have to worry about getting better so you can come home with your new family.”

Ed was the next to say good bye. He kissed Logan’s nose and said, “Get your rest now little brother. We love you.”

Anthony rubbed his hand, “You rest now, we’ll talk when your jaw is better.”

Stacy got the step stool and tried to lean over but couldn’t until Ed picked him up. Stacy broke all protocol by kissing his patient on the head. “Rest now Logan,” he said. “If your ribs start to hurt just tell the nurse and she will take care of it. I’ll be back to see you in the morning. Alright?”

Logan nodded his head then in a soft voice said, “Thank you all so very much. I love you guys too.”

Stacy saw him wince as he spoke so he asked, “Are you hurting?”

Logan nodded his head and he motioned for his nurse to come over. He told her Logan was in pain and she quickly took care of it.”

They stayed until he got his medicine then when he drifted off to sleep they all left for the night. As the men went downstairs, Stacy was smiling and very upbeat. Mike looked at him and said, “When did he wake up?”

“Not exactly sure Dad,” Stacy said as the doors opened and they all exited. “I was seeing other patients and I was almost out the door when they paged me.”

Mike was about to ask another question when Stacy saw his car. Mike leaned down and kissed his son on the head, “We’ll see you at home son. Ed has a roast in the crock pot.”

“Sounds good Dad,” he replied. “See you at home.”

It was like a mini convoy as the four men drove home. No sooner had Stacy walked into the house when his pager went off. He looked at it and there was a number he didn’t recognize on it. He dialed the number and when a voice answered he said, “This is Dr. Mullins.”

“Dr. Mullins, this is Dr. Moore,” the man started saying. “I’m the ER physician the saw Logan.”

Stacy remembered the man and said, “Yes doctor, I remember you. What can I do for you?”

“Well it’s not what you can do for me,” he said. “It’s more what I can do for you.”

“I don’t understand doctor,” Stacy said confused. “Is there something I don’t know about?”

“Possibly,” Dr. Moore said. “When I started examining Logan before you got to the department, I had to do a rectal exam on him. When I inserted my finger, he seemed to be more relaxed than I would expect for a child.”

Stacy thought about what he was saying then said, “Well he was unconscious and that will have him more relaxed than if he were awake.”

“True,” the doctor said. “But I thought this might be something you would want to know about.”

All of a sudden Stacy got scared. He asked, “Are you saying Logan has been molested?”

“I’m not sure,” the doctor said. “I didn’t see any redness, swelling or tearing. I just think his rectum was more relaxed than I thought it should be.”

This was something he would have to talk with Logan about as soon as possible. He wasn’t sure how to broach the subject but somehow he would find a way. He said, “Thank you for the information. That is something I will have to discuss with him about as soon as I can. Oh, before I forget, Logan is awake. He woke up about an hour ago.”

“That’s great news,” Dr. Moore said. “I hope I wasn’t being to forward by calling you at home but this was something I thought you should know about. I didn’t make any mention of this on his chart because it is just strictly a hunch.”

“Thank you for the phone call,” Stacy said. “I appreciate it. Good bye.”

The others got home and Ed put dinner on the table. Logan was the topic of conversation but there were certain things he just couldn’t discuss. After dinner he and Anthony went and got a shower together and Anthony could tell something was really on his mind. “Penny for your thoughts,” he asked.

“I’m not sure baby,” Stacy said as Anthony shampooed his hair. “I got a call from the ER physician and he told me something that has me worried about Logan.”

“What’s that baby?” Anthony said as he guided his lover under the water.

Anthony started washing Stacy as Stacy said, “The doctor said he had to do a rectal exam on Logan and he thought his anal ring was looser than it should be.”

“Were there any signs of abuse?” Anthony asked.

“That’s just it,” Stacy said. “There wasn’t.”

“There could be several reasons for that baby,” Anthony said. “I loved to finger myself and put things in it when I jacked off. That could be what he’s doing.”

“Hadn’t thought of that love,” he said as Anthony started washing his tool.

Anthony noticed it wasn’t responding and he asked, “Is anything else wrong?”

Stacy leaned in and kissed his lover passionately then said, “No love but last night and today has wiped me out.”

“Oh damn baby,” Anthony said. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have assumed things.”

Stacy yawned, “That’s alright love. But I really just want to get some sleep.”

Anthony quickly got washed then dried and carried Stacy back to their room. He set him on the bed then put on a clean diaper and covered him up. “I love you baby,” Anthony said. “Sleep well.”

Anthony went out to the living room and relaxed with the others while they watched television. Anthony started getting tired and a short time later and quietly slipped into bed with Stacy and fell asleep.

To be continued

Posted: 08/01/08