The Last Chart (Rock Lavey) Draft
An in-world prop from Rock Lavey’s background. A treatment chart in his own hand, the one he kept when he ran from everything else. The other side of the ledger from the Board’s verdict: not what they found, but what he wrote while it was happening.
The document (in-world)
A folded sheet of real chart-paper, soft as cloth at the creases from being opened and closed more than a thing a struck-off man should let himself open. The top half is a clinician’s fast, clean hand. It gets worse down the page.
PT: Lavey, ‹given name› AGE: [child]
PRESENTING: fever, lethargy, 36 hrs. Mother
worried. I told her it reads viral.
06:10 Obs stable. Watch and wait. Correct call.
09:40 Obs stable. Still reads viral. Correct call.
14:20 Something is off. Can't name it. Ordering
the full panel to be sure. Belt and braces.
17:05 Panel back. There it is. There it IS. It
was there at 09:40 and I read past it. I
read PAST it. Started tx immediately.
19:30 Not responding. Escalating.
22:15 Not responding.
—————— (change of hand here, pressed hard) ——————
I had it in my hands at nine forty. Twelve hours.
I have caught this in strangers with less.
He asked me was he going to be alright and I said
yes because a doctor says yes. I have said yes to a
hundred frightened people and been right. I said it
to him and I was holding the reason it was a lie and
I could not see it because it was him.
Time of death is on the official chart. I will not
write it on this one. This one is mine.