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all coming to the same conclusion. None of this should be happening. By all accounts Louise Gates should be merely groggy from the prescribed medication.
    Hope walked over and scanned the heart monitor a second time then leaned down to speak with Louise. She smiled pleasantly so as not to alarm her patient. "Mrs. Gates, I understand you’ve been experiencing chest pains and shortness of breath." Louise nodded pitifully. Hope frowned, then lowered the chart and fixed her direct gaze into Louise Gate’s once sparkling brown eyes. "Tell me more about the pains, are they sharp, stabbing pains or more dull and achy?"
    "I’m not sure. I just started to feel pains here and here." Louise pointed to her heart and chest area.
    Hope nodded her head in understanding as she pulled a light scope down from the wall. “Are you experiencing any discomfort now? Any pains?" She spoke gently and softly.
    Louise shook her head. "No, not at the moment. They come and go."
    "I see." Hope shined the bright beam of light into Louise’s left then right eye. "When did you begin experiencing this pain?"
    "About ten minutes or so after you left here. It was stronger then."
    “How long did the pains last?” She asked as she continued the exam.
    “A few seconds. Then they stopped, but they returned stronger.”
    Hope nodded and continued. “Have you had these pains before this evening?”
    “Yes,” Louise said, sleepily, and told Hope of the previous times she experienced chest pains.
    Hope listened attentively to Louise as she recalled the first of many occurrences. Hope frowned, something didn’t add up. Louise’s eyes were as clear and sparkling as they’d been just thirty minutes ago yet she complained of intense chest pains.
    Hope removed the stethoscope from her jacket pocket and placed the ends in her ears. “Did you have these pains earlier this evening, when you first noticed the hives and rash?”
    “No.”
    Hope nodded.
    “I mean yes,” Louise said, changing her mind. “I don’t really remember. We had dinner with friends last night. We went back to my son’s townhouse and that’s all I really remember. Everything else suddenly seems foggy.”
    “Don’t worry about that. I’d like to listen to your chest. Just lay back and relax.” Using friction to warm the metal disk, she quickly rubbed it on her green hospital scrubs then placed it on Louise’s chest. After giving a series of breathing commands, Hope frowned then grabbed a pair of latex gloved and began the preliminary physical examination.
    “I feel so light-headed.”
    “The medication is probably beginning to make you a little drowsy. Just relax.” Hope picked up the medical chart. “Were you doing anything strenuous last night?"
    “Oh no, we had dinner with friends that’s all.”
    “And you said before that you hadn’t eaten anything unusual?”
    “No, nothing unusual.” Louise frowned thoughtfully then looked to Otis Wheeler.
    He chimed in as if on cue. “We ate at Spotlight NYC.”
    Louise continued, “I started feeling a tightness right after dessert, but I thought nothing of it. The food was really good. I presumed that I’d just overeaten. Then, a few hours later we went back to the apartment. It wasn’t until afterwards, when the hives came, that I began to feel the tightness in my chest again. After that, the rash seemed worse.”
    “That’s when we came here," Colonel Wheeler added as he stood by Louise’s bedside looking concerned.
    Hope put the chart down then tugged the stethoscope from around her neck and plugged them into her ears again. She listened intently as she moved the small circular disc across her patient’s chest and back.
    She picked up the chart again and scribbled notes. "Well, Mrs. Gates, your vitals are all fine. I have to admit, you have me slightly puzzled. I’m not sure what’s causing these chest pains.” She smiled reassuringly. “Your tests are all negative. I wish my other patients were in such good