The Shift Swap That Killed Me
Language: en
In my last life, my coworker Leslie begged me to switch shifts with her. "Olivia, I have a date with my boyfriend tomorrow. Let me work today, and you cover for me tomorrow!" I nodded and agreed. I just never expected that Leslie would give the wrong medication that very night, causing the patient in Room 3 to die from respiratory failure. The next day when I covered her shift, the family of the patient in Room 3 suddenly burst into our office. Before I could react, Leslie shoved me into the crowd. She held up the shift schedule in her hand. "She was on duty yesterday. The patient…