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A Mistake (2024)

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A Mistake (2024)

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[arrows whooshing]

[sombre music]

[indistinct hospital

PA announcement]

[indistinct hospital

PA announcement]

[phone vibrates]

Yeah?

On my way.

[sighs]

[Richard] She's tachycardic,

up from an hour ago, on Fibral.

Respiration 22 and

pressure is down.

That's why we called.

[Elizabeth] Hello, Lisa. Hello.

My name is Elizabeth Taylor.

I'm the consultant surgeon.

This is my registrar,

Richard Whitehead.

Lisa, do you know where you are?

Can you hear us all right?

Does it hurt when you breathe?

She's had no increase

of pain at McBurney's,

so it doesn't look

like appendix.

But she has had ten milligrams

of morphine since 9:30

and ten megs of Maxolon.

The history?

[Richard] Um, it was one day

of cramping abdominal pain.

Tender abdomen

with guarding at the left iliac.

Was given trimethoprim,

diclofenac and paracetamol,

and then sent away.

f*ck. They sent her home.

[Richard] She came back three

days later in a lot of pain,

elevated pulse.

She was put on IV fluids

and then transferred here.

Decreased urine

output for two days.

Imaging suggests there's

possible bowel involvement,

and notes there is also

an IUCD in the situ.

[screaming]

Okay. Sorry, Lisa.

Sorry, Lisa.

[gasping]

Well?

Uh, clearly

intra-abdominal catastrophe,

so immediate surgery to assess

for perforated

bowel or appendix.

Extensive fluids,

transfer to theatre

for laparoscopy, right?

I agree with immediate

urgent laparoscopy.

Radiology suggests

necrosis of the bowel

and abscess not amenable

to percutaneous drainage.

She needs an operation.

Three units

packed red blood cells,

cross-matched.

Prep for theatre.

Call Dr. Colton to consent her.

Lisa, we'll see you soon.

[ECG monitor beeps]

All right!

We will go in today using

the Hasson technique.

Alex.

[Alex] We are... good to go.

[Elizabeth] Knife.

[Robin] Knife.

[Elizabeth] All right,

we make a ten mil incision

just above the umbilicus,

right through the subcutaneous

tissue into the fascia.

Kocher.

S-Bends.

[Robin] S-Bends.

[Richard] Thank you, Robin.

Holding.

[Elizabeth] Thank you.

Knife.

Now, just a few...

fibres at a time.

And there's the peritoneum.

[Robin] Stitch.

Here you go.

[Elizabeth] Okay.

[Robin] Clip.

-[Elizabeth] Ready?

-[Robin] Cut.

[Richard] This one's out.

Thank you, Robin.

[Elizabeth] Thank you.

Now, we use traction.

Why?

[Richard] To avoid damaging

the underlying structures

when we penetrate the peritoneal

sheath into the abdomen.

[Elizabeth] Good, Richard.

-All right. Port, please, Robin.

-[Robin] Port.

[Elizabeth] All right,

we'll be inserting

three trocars into Lisa today.

Here we go.

[Richard] Uh, reducer.

Please, Robin.

[Elizabeth] Give her

the gas port there, Richard.

Thank you.

[ECG monitor beeping continues]

[Richard] That's set up.

-[Robin] Gas on.

-[Richard] Thank you.

[Elizabeth] All right, maestro.

[Mei-Lynn] Yes?

[Elizabeth] Gas, please.

[Mei-Lynn] Gas is on.

Light is on.

[Elizabeth] There it comes.

[air blowing]

There we are, Richard.

You guide it.

There we go.

Marsh?

[foreboding music plays]

Hmm.

[Richard] Well...

uh, it's extensive pus.

[Elizabeth] Indeed.

Sepsis it is.

All right, I'm inserting

the second trocar now.

Yeah, that's good.

Thank you, Richard.

Hold it right there, I need

direct visualization, please.

Put it back in a little bit.

There...

Okay.

Thank you.

All right, what's going

on with the gas?

[Mei-Lynn]

How much pressure?

[Elizabeth]

I need ten.

We need more flow,

more separation of the organs.

[Mei-Lynn]

Flow rate is at six.

But we're not at ten yet.

[Robin]

The tank was full.

[Elizabeth] Mei-Lynn, can you

increase the flow, please?

[Mei-Lynn] Copy that.

[Elizabeth] Richard, do you want

to put in the last trocar?

[Richard] Yeah.

Thank you, Robin.

[Elizabeth]

Let's find you a spot.

Here we are.

[Richard]

Thank you.

[Elizabeth] Honey, you've got

plenty of room Richard,

you've got plenty of room.

You can see?

[Richard]

Yeah.

[Elizabeth] All right, Richard.

Time's ticking. Let's go.

[ECG monitor beeping increases]

[Elizabeth] Let's go.

Give it some welly.

[Richard]

Sorry.

[tense music]

[Elizabeth] f*ck!

Quick, we need to open.

-We're converting.

-[Robin] We're converting.

[Elizabeth]

I need the B tray

and arterial

instruments, please.

[Robin]

B tray, please.

[Elizabeth] Pull

the trocars out, Richard.

[Richard]

Sorry.

[Elizabeth] Someone call

Mei-Lynn back in right now.

-[Robin] Someone call Mei-Lynn!

-[Elizabeth] B tray, please!

[Elizabeth]

Alex, talk to me.

[Alex] Systolic 90.

Pressure is falling now.

[Elizabeth] Of course

it's f*cking falling.

[Elizabeth] I need the B tray!

[Robin]

B, B, quick, quick, quick!

[Elizabeth]

Calm, calm.

Please, everybody, quiet.

-[Mei-Lynn]

Diathermy?

-[Elizabeth] Uh, no. I don't

have time. I'll do it myself.

Richard, hold that.

Alex?

[Alex]

Heart rate is 160.

Pushing midribonol now.

[Elizabeth]

Hold that, Richard.

Here we go. All right.

I'm going in, Alex.

[ECG monitor beeping rapidly]

-f*ck!

-Suction.

[Robin]

Suction.

Retractors.

I'll hold it. Retractors.

-[Richard] Yeah, we need...

-[Elizabeth] Nice, Robin.

-[Elizabeth] Good. You got it?

-[Robin] I got this.

[Elizabeth] Get the big one.

Pull it, Richard. Pull it.

-[Richard]

(indistinct)

-[Robin] Yeah, Richard.

-[Elizabeth] I got it. I got it.

-[Elizabeth] Packs.

-[Robin] Packs.

[sighs wearily]

-Careful with the ureter.

-[Richard] Mm-hmm.

[Elizabeth] Suction--

I can't find it.

Find it.

It's not the IVC,

it's the lumbar artery.

Put your finger on it.

Pressure.

-[Richard] Sorry.

-[Elizabeth] Feel it?

[Elizabeth] Right there.

It's pumping.

-Feel it?

-[Richard] Mm.

[Elizabeth] Keep your

finger on it. Clamp.

[Alex] Thank you.

[Elizabeth]

Got it? Okay.

One more here.

One more here.

Stitches.

Five-0, please.

[Robin] Stitch.

[cutting]

[Elizabeth]

Okay.

The torrential bleeding

from the vena cava

is controlled with clamps...

[sighs] ...and we move

in order of urgency.

Richard has control

of the posterior

tear with his finger.

The most urgent

is the lumbar vessel

due to the volume of bleeding,

and I am focused

on that right now.

There's a rent in the IVC...

which is clamped,

and severe lumbar

bleeding in the psoas,

which is posterior...

and deep.

Currently sewing

five-0 prolene.

[Alex]

Looking much better now.

-[Elizabeth] Okay.

-[Alex] Pressure is coming up.

[Elizabeth] Now

for the original operation.

Let's wash out this pelvis,

pop in a drain,

take out the appendix

for good measure.

[Richard]

Yeah. Okay.

Uh, I'm-- Elizabeth, I'm sorry.

[Elizabeth]

Hey, just close.

-[Robin] Josie.

-I need you on this retractor.

[Robin]

Yeah.

[Richard]

Okay, uh...

Okay, splash me.

-[Robin] Thank you.

-I'll take suction. Thank you.

f*ck.

-[Richard] Yeah, well--

-[Robin] Suction.

[Richard]

Uh, yes, let me.

Thank you, that's it.

[Robin]

Suction.

[sombre music]

[door opening]

[Elizabeth] Unfortunately,

I've got to reschedule

my next surgery.

Go tell Lisa's

parents it went well.

Uh, don't you want--

[Elizabeth]

She's out of the woods.

But surely you could explain--

[Elizabeth] Richard,

it went well.

She's in recovery.

They can talk to her in ICU.

You're good with families.

Thank you, Richard.

[breathes shakily]

[Richard] Um,

Mr. and Mrs. Williams,

I am Richard Whitehead,

the registrar.

I'm with Mrs. Taylor.

Lisa's doing well.

She's in recovery now.

I just want to apologize

about the delay.

[distant sirens blaring]

[sighs]

[strained breathing]

[machine beeps]

[Jan] Just nice,

deep breaths, Lisa.

Just easy breaths.

Yeah.

That's it.

How's she doing?

Uh, she's stable.

A bit agitated about the mask.

[Elizabeth]

Hi, Lisa.

It went well.

[foreboding music]

[breathing raggedly]

[foreboding music continues]

[register beeps]

[sombre music]

[door creaks shut]

[Elizabeth] Robin,

did you get a taxi?

Uh, yeah.

Clear night.

[Robin]

Um, yeah. It is.

It's beautiful.

-Want some chicken?

-[scoffs]

Got a double shift tomorrow.

-That's sh*t.

-[Robin] Mm.

-I'll talk to Alastair--

-[Robin] Mm-mm.

Please don't.

You can't do things like that.

It might ruin things.

You good?

Yeah.

Yup.

[both giggling]

[seagulls squawking]

[water rushing]

[phone vibrates]

[muted gasp]

f*ck!

[Elizabeth]

All good?

Yeah, of course.

Uh, five by three.

Walk beside me, Richard.

How are you doing?

[Richard]

I'm all right.

Good. How did you hear?

[Richard]

Hear what?

[sighs]

Richard, we lost

the sepsis this morning.

I was texted on the way in.

She-- What?

So she was what, in the ICU?

[Elizabeth]

Yes, in ICU.

[Richard]

Ah, I didn't know.

Yes, it's a bad outcome.

It's very disappointing.

Okay?

Yeah, of course. Yeah.

The sepsis was too advanced,

and she was likely

never going to make it.

The trocar... did that--

Was that--

This was advanced sepsis,

wasn't it?

You saw that yourself.

So we'll never know

to what degree if any,

the extra time

in surgery contributed.

Yeah... I suppose

the complication--

The complication

may have contributed,

but we'll never know how much.

Right?

So certainly didn't help.

Look, all we can do

now is move on.

Get past it. Get better.

Learn.

Morning, Liz.

Good morning, Alastair.

Have you seen the staff

photo on the website?

Yes. It looked like

a group of prisoners

about to be taken out and shot.

[Alastair] Ah.

Well, maybe

it was the black and white.

What can I do for you, Alastair?

Can we have a quick word?

Of course.

I'll catch up.

-Yeah, okay.

-[Alastair] Thanks, Richard.

[Richard]

No worries.

I'm sorry.

Um, hi, David isn't it?

-[David] Yes.

-[Richard] Great, I've got--

Anyway, Alastair?

[Alastair] Liz,

the family of Lisa Williams,

who died this morning,

are asking to see you.

They're here now.

Oh.

I should warn you,

they're very distraught.

They were under the impression

that when she was admitted,

yes, it was an emergency,

but an appendix

or something like that.

They feel very caught off guard,

and they say

they're very unsatisfied

with the explanation from ICU.

Who spoke to them from ICU?

Ben Matthews.

Ben was the intensivist.

[sighs]

Andrew.

Elizabeth, how are you?

Well, I'm happy

to speak with them.

And what are you going to say?

I'm going to tell them

what happened in surgery.

I wasn't there in ICU.

Okay.

What really happened, Liz?

Well, you've obviously

read the notes.

Uncontrolled

insertion of a trocar

leading to internal damage--

...Which was unrelated

to the galloping infection

that led to her fatal

deterioration in ICU.

"Unrelated"?

Yes, that's what I said.

Okay...

But you know what

you're going to say.

You've got it in hand.

[Elizabeth] I think

well in hand.

-Okay.

-Thank you, Andrew.

Actually, I just

wanted to ask you

if you're coming

to the conference,

the Surgical Safety

and Measurements Jamboree?

Yes, Andrew. I will take

that one for the team.

Actually, I want the whole team

to be there. Richard, Robin.

I think it's important.

It's... It's quite interesting.

[Elizabeth]

Interesting?

Well... it is about

publishing results.

That's our new reality.

Our surgical results are going

to be published in the paper.

Mortality, complications.

My results, you mean.

True, your results.

Everything under your watch.

But I don't think it's, uh....

I don't think

it's necessarily a bad idea.

It will incentivize us to

avoid very sick patients

and it will affect training.

Liz, the family are waiting

in the Whanau room.

Thank you.

Andrew.

Elizabeth.

[tense music]

[sad music]

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Well...

This is what happened to Lisa.

Lisa was very sick

when she came to hospital.

Some of her reproductive

organs had become infected.

We believe this was

because of her IUCD.

That stands for "Intrauterine

Contraceptive Device."

Uh...

We needed to do what

is called a "laparoscopy."

That's a kind of keyhole surgery

where we make a small hole

and... and use a small

camera to look inside Lisa

and see...

and see... um...

what's wrong with her.

And we could see

that she was very sick,

that many of her abdominal

organs had become infected,

and that she needed a...

a proper operation to

help her get better.

And I can give you the details

of that if you'd like.

I mean, we just don't

know what happened.

We... We want to know more.

[sobbing]

Uh...

There was a complication

during the surgery.

We had to make a larger

incision than initially planned.

What complication?

[Elizabeth] As I said,

her IUCD had become infected.

And, um, we don't

know why at this point.

But there are many

reasons it could have happened.

Lisa was moved to intensive

care after the surgery,

and I was not directly

involved in that.

We just thought,

"Oh, it's her..."

We just thought

her appendix had burst,

which is why it was so bad.

[Elizabeth]

I'm sorry.

I know this must be very hard,

but it was not to do

with her appendix.

Lisa had trouble

breathing in ICU.

The infection was

too much for her body,

and this led to

her cardiac arrest.

She's in the morgue.

[angrily] Our daughter

is in the morgue.

Wh... What's your name?

Elizabeth Taylor is my name.

[camera clicks]

[sighs wearily]

[sombre music]

[siren blaring in distance]

[Andrew]

Welcome, everybody,

to this week's M&M.

So we'll start with

the Lisa Williams case.

Anaesthesia, nursing,

as well as surgery.

Glad to see you.

Uh, excuse me.

Where's Dr. Matthews?

Well, Dr. Matthews

is an apology.

Dr. Matthews

was the intensivist

on Lisa Williams,

-the main case today.

-Well...

I'd like to call for this

meeting to be adjourned.

[Andrew]

Oh... Why, Liz?

Without Dr. Matthews,

what's the point?

Well, the point is that

this is a morbidity

and mortality meeting,

and in it, we're going to

be discussing in particular

surgery and mortality.

The mortality in this case is

not related to the surgery.

It's related to her

advanced sepsis,

and the nearly 12 hours

of intensive care

that failed to save

her afterwards.

No, this is just an M&M.

We're not apportioning blame.

Um... Blame?

No--

I want to know what happened.

Family want more information.

What information?

I've spoken to them already.

Well, let's just say

their acceptance

of their daughter's death

is not yet settled.

Okay, this is so f*cking stupid.

Why would that be stupid, Liz?

[Elizabeth] It's stupid,

Andrew, because....

We can go through our notes,

you can talk to my team

till you're blue in the face.

But we can't possibly know

what happened with this girl

without ICU

and their nurses here,

because they took over her care

and she died on their watch.

[Andrew] Lisa Williams' parents

have questions about errors

made by the surgical staff,

not ICU.

They want to know about

complications in the surgery,

your surgery,

because you told them

there were complications

for Liz... apparently.

[chuckles]

I mean, for Lisa.

Am I right?

[inhales sharply]

Or...

am I being stupid?

Right.

Let me just summarize.

-Anaesthesia started at 1:40.

-Yes, it did.

-And the surgery at 1:50.

-Correct.

And the gas port was inserted

into the abdomen and,

uh, insufflation commenced.

Robin?

Yes. Yes, that is correct.

And you say here in your notes

that Mrs. Taylor verbalized

that there was no gas.

Insufficient gas.

I-I said in my notes

that, um, Mrs. Taylor said

there was insufficient gas flow.

What did she mean?

What...

She meant there's insufficient

pressure of gas in the abdomen

that lifts the peritoneal sac

away from internal structures

that could be damaged

by insertion of instruments.

And what was the pressure

at that point?

How much gas was in her abdomen?

I mean, frankly speaking,

was it safe to go

sticking things in her?

Well, I don't know, Doctor.

Ah! You don't know?

[Alex]

She can't know!

The indicator on the insufflator

reads "enough" or "not enough."

When the belly is inflated,

the gas slows down

as the pressure

doesn't let it in there.

The theoretical pressure needed

inside the cavity is ten, sure,

but there's no actual

gauge that measures that.

It just says the flow rate

is or is not high enough

to inflate at that level.

-[Andrew] Okay.

-Okay or not.

We had direct visualization

of the organ space.

[Andrew] Okay.

And at whatever

actual pressure it was,

in my clinical judgment,

there was sufficient pressure--

To insert the last trocar?

Yes, Jason.

Jesus, Jason.

There's no definitive timing.

That's what you do.

You use your clinical judgment.

So, who inserted

the last trocar, Liz?

Who put it... the trocar in?

Uh...

I did.

[Andrew] You inserted

the last trocar

that caused

the damage to this girl,

which was a rent in

the inferior vena cava,

cut in the posterior

abdominal wall,

a tear in the lumbar artery--

Yes, yes, which we repaired,

of course.

[Andrew]

Okay, good.

Good. Yes.

Okay.

[sighs] Look, it was more

complicated than that.

I instructed my registrar,

Richard Whitehead,

to make the incision

and insert the last trocar,

and he did.

Oh, so Richard inserted

the last trocar.

I'm the team leader.

I'm the lead surgeon.

It's my theatre.

Under my instruction,

Richard inserted

the last trocar,

which failed to penetrate.

I told him to push harder.

[Andrew]

Told Richard...

I said to give it some welly.

"Welly."

That's right.

[sombre music]

Would you look at

this gorgeous creature?

[Elizabeth]

You're a dog mother.

[Jessica] Have you ever seen

anything so photogenic?

-He's like your child.

-[Jessica] Mmm.

He's great company.

What's new?

[Jessica clears throat]

You know, it's...

It's complicated.

I met a really smart guy.

[sighs] And your marriage?

[Jessica] It's over.

-Yeah.

-[Elizabeth] I'm sorry.

Yeah, I know.

It's sh*t, really.

[sighs] I had a sh*t week too.

Yeah.

[Elizabeth]

Complicated, as you say.

Mm.

Um...

So I really hate to ask, Liz,

but is there any

way that Atticus

could stay with you

for a little while?

-The dog?

-[Jessica] Yeah.

[Jessica] It's just

because I'm...

I'm moving into his apartment,

and-and you know,

it's no good for a big dog.

There's elevators and stuff.

And Stephen won't take him

because he's punishing me, so...

But it would just

be for a short term.

Jess, no. I really don't--

I really don't think I can.

Atticus is so old, Liz.

He's totally house trained.

All he does is just lie around

in the sun all day and sleep,

and he'll be your best buddy.

I am never home.

Oh, God. f*ck.

Don't worry about it.

We're never home either.

He's totally used to it.

Robin, where are you?

I want you to come over.

Do you want to?

Um.

Hey, I'm sorry I've been

so distracted by everything,

you know,

all the shitty f*cking sh*t.

Jessica is making

me take her dog.

[laughs]

It's such...

Uh... Okay.

Bye for now.

Call me.

[uneasy music]

[distant crackling]

[sombre music]

[Atticus barks]

[Te] You have been

invisible to your patients

and your performance levels

have been equally invisible

until now,

because we are

going to be publishing

surgical outcomes publicly.

This, of course, raises

profound questions,

because once publication starts,

patients and potential patients

will assess your track records

and compare you to others.

Of course, they won't know

that the surgeon down the road,

who has much better statistics,

only qualified six months ago,

and has operated on

a grand total of seven young,

non-smoking white patients,

whilst you have

been in the trenches,

operating on the morbidly obese,

the diabetic,

elderly brown folk

with histories of falls

and gout

and respiratory disease.

You will be compared

surgeon to surgeon,

and every case of everyone

who has ever died

underneath your scalpel

will be on full public display.

Every surgical site,

infection, every nicked aorta.

Will some surgeons

be forced to retire?

Maybe.

Probably.

Will some surgeons

be treated unfairly?

Yes, most likely.

Why, then,

should we allow this,

even encourage it?

Transparency

and informed consent.

And I'm talking about

real consent,

not just a scribble

on a piece of paper

moments before operating.

In the broader context,

a surgeon--

Sorry. I'm sorry.

Yes?

Liz Taylor.

Yes, Mrs. Taylor?

This will turn

surgery upside down.

It is inevitable

that good surgeons

will be treated unfairly.

You just said so yourself.

And it sounds like

you accept this.

Well, isn't being

transparent about your results

what a good surgeon does,

so that your patients are

able to give informed consent?

Okay, look,

sorry if I'm-- [chuckles]

Maybe I'm coming off

like a tendentious b*tch...

-[chuckles]

-but this is important to us.

Publishing results

is a bad idea.

We will avoid

very sick patients.

Why risk adding someone who

will likely die to my numbers?

Why should I take that risk?

Changes everything.

Which surgeon will

give their registrar a go,

if when it all

turns to shambles,

it goes on their record?

[Andrew] Liz.

That's... That's a good point.

Lots of good points.

But what we're talking

about here is resources.

No! We're talking about numbers.

-Well--

-I'm talking about numbers.

We're talking about

ranking people

best to worst in league tables

using data that is

insufficient and partial.

And surgeons will

be hung out to dry.

[Te] Whoa!

It appears we have entered

the Q&A portion of our session

-slightly ahead of time.

-[chuckles]

I just don't think

we can be idiots about this,

and do it just because

other countries do.

How many cardiac surgeons

can we afford to lose?

Do you know how many we've got?

-Twenty-nine! It's not enough.

-Liz.

Thank you.

Twenty-nine.

And according to him,

half are going to

have to retire soon.

[Andrew] Yeah, okay.

That's a good point.

But let's...

Doctor.

[sombre music]

[sombre music continues]

Very gripping stuff.

[Elizabeth] Wasn't it.

Interesting, provocative.

People will be crucified.

[Andrew] Yeah, some surgeons

need to reassess.

You're not worried

about your data.

The other specialties

are nervous.

We're years behind

the world on this,

and it's not thought through.

You're not nervous, eh?

'Cause you're brilliant.

You're absolutely brilliant.

But, um...

Elizabeth, unfortunately,

it falls to my lot

to tell you that

there's been a...

formal complaint.

[Elizabeth]

A complaint?

Formal complaint.

Lisa's parents.

When were you going

to tell me about this?

Well, I'm telling you now.

Piece of sh*t.

[dramatic music]

Hey.

Hi.

Leave you to it.

I called you last night.

Yeah.

I can feel you disappearing.

Yeah, I just want to

get the f*ck out of here.

So, what did Andrew want?

Saw he cornered you.

[Elizabeth] Apparently,

there's been a complaint

about the surgery.

Like a...

Like a formal complaint?

I haven't read it.

Haven't seen it

in writing, but yes.

And, um, he wanted

to rub it in my face.

Well, that's sh*t.

Well.

Yeah.

Can't handle you.

[club music playing]

Did you...

Did you know Richard left

when you were speaking?

Richard?

Yeah.

No.

He was pretty upset.

Richard is a sensitive type.

He needs to learn

to love the hook.

Well, uh...

I don't blame him, Liz.

It was... It was pretty public.

What's public?

The things you say out loud...

Registrars in shambles.

[chuckles]

Oh, Jesus Christ.

What's wrong with people?

[dark music]

[sombre music]

[sighs]

[indistinct conversation]

Andrew.

Seen this?

[gasps]

f*ck!

[bird chirping]

[sharp breath] Unbelievable.

[sighing]

[phone vibrates]

[Richard] Hey.

Uh, sorry to interrupt.

[Elizabeth] Oh, no,

you're not interrupting.

What can I do for you, Richard?

[Richard] I, uh...

I think it's ridiculous.

That's ridiculous and wrong.

You'll be all right.

Just keep your head

down and work.

Don't start looking unlucky.

What does your father

say about it?

I haven't told him anything yet.

Isn't that something

you'd talk to him about?

You talk about work, don't you?

But the thing is, like,

he's just been appointed

to the head of surgery

in Dunedin.

Yeah.

I'm just not sure

what position it would

put him in if I told him.

-You know?

-[Elizabeth] Oh?

Yeah.

Not actually sure

what he would say.

He'd probably say

you're better than this.

Probably, but...

What if I'm not, though?

[Elizabeth]

Come on, Richard.

You don't understand.

Look, I have been

having dreams about her.

[Elizabeth]

Richard...

We did everything in our power,

inside and outside theatre.

Mistakes may always happen.

They're scary dreams, Liz.

They're just dreams.

Just dreams.

Yeah.

Maybe you'd be interested in

some confidential counselling

or something like that.

Can I set that up for you?

I...

I want you to know that,

I know what you've done for me.

I did nothing, Richard.

It was my mistake.

I trusted your judgment,

I was wrong.

It's called training.

It has risks.

I took the decision to do it.

[Richard] That was me--

No, I did.

I did.

Me.

Leave it with me.

You can. You can just

leave it with me.

Really, I can take it.

[muted groan]

Why don't you get

something, hmm?

Get something to eat.

Uh...

Uh, no, no.

Okay, well... [clears throat]

[phone vibrates]

I've got to get going.

So...

To be continued? Yeah.

Well, when are we--

When what?

When will it be continued?

Tomorrow sometime.

I told her parents

that she was okay,

that it went well.

You said that.

Yes, I did.

Yes, she was.

Stop telling yourself

a different story.

Jesus!

f*ck, Richard.

[sombre music]

[Alex] Gonna go fishing

this weekend.

You want to come?

-[Elizabeth] Me?

-You'd enjoy it.

I don't fish.

[Alex] Well, you could try.

-[phone rings]

-You could learn.

Everything is always there.

You go away, take a rest,

come back.

Is the patient consented?

Yes.

-It's cancelled.

-What, really?

I don't know, they just told

me it's cancelled.

[sighs]

f*ck!

[indistinct hospital

PA announcement]

[knocking]

Oh...

What happened?

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

He, he ate something in

the middle of the night,

forgot about it,

and then remembered

all of a sudden during consent.

Oh.

[soft chuckle] You're going

through a bit

over there, I gather.

It'll blow over.

[Mary] It's a cracked

system, Liz.

Look, how well known

is my complaint?

Well, it's about, can't lie.

But as you say,

it'll blow over.

[sighs]

Did he really eat something?

So I'm told.

Some spag bowl from the fridge

in the middle of the night.

And there's really

nothing else...

Nothing else that I

can use you for today.

So, um,

I'm sorry to waste your time.

[sombre music]

[seagulls squawking]

Excuse me?

Are you Mrs. Taylor?

I am.

I have a registered

letter for you.

Oh?

[dramatic music]

What the f*ck?

f*ck is this?

[tense music]

[tires screeching]

[voicemail]

Hi, this is Robin's phone...

[message beeps]

Robin.

So they've, uh,

"temporarily restricted

my practice of laparoscopy

and laparotomy."

Suspended me.

It's f*cking...

It's just

a*s-covering cowardice.

It's unbelievable.

Unbelievable! Anyway.

Call me.

[startled gasp]

[tense music]

[grunts]

[scoffs]

[grunting]

[thudding]

[Atticus grunts]

[Atticus whining]

[thudding continues]

[seagulls squawking]

[phone ringing]

[Elizabeth] Hello again.

Mrs. Taylor...

from the conference.

Please sit down.

You're here to talk about

the publishing of data?

I am, yes.

Look... [clears throat]

there's no easy

way to say this,

but our priority

isn't to shelter

surgeons from criticism.

Our priority is deciding

what's good for everybody,

most importantly, the public,

our patients.

I understand that

the methodology

may not yet be perfect,

but I believe transparency

is a good thing.

And we can improve

the methodology over time.

[Elizabeth] The decisions

that we have to make

in theatre in

fractions of seconds

are boiled down to

"they lived" or "they died."

No context, no case histories,

just "they lived"

or "they died."

That's not transparency.

It's looking for

someone to blame.

I understand what you're saying.

-[Elizabeth] Do you?

-Yes.

But once we pass

this first storm,

hopefully then we can

focus on worthy things,

such as risk adjustment.

Risk adjustment?

[Te] Have you heard of Z51.5?

That's a code for palliative

care in the UK system.

A Z51.5 doesn't go on

anyone's stats because it says

that the patient was already

dying when they came in.

Patients died quietly.

No chemo, no scalpels,

just morphine and flowers.

Would my sepsis have qualified?

Do you understand?

Should I have not intervened?

Maybe, it's better for

the patients that way.

Maybe, because at times

it's best not to operate.

Let them die with dignity.

And maybe the publishing of data

will mean that more people

die with less intervention.

You know what's best

for patients, do you?

Sitting here at your keyboard?

I know your reputation,

Mrs. Taylor.

You're the best at what you do.

[Elizabeth]

One of.

But is what you do always

best for the patients?

I'm sorry that sounds tough.

I know.

But hospitals hide

these things, don't they?

Staff learn to hide things,

and patients never know

anything went wrong.

And the ones hurt the most

are the families left behind.

We must hold ourselves

to a higher standard.

I have a standard.

It's the Hippocratic Oath.

And I'm not trying

to hide anything.

[birds chirping]

[door opens]

-[Elizabeth] Hey!

-Well, hi.

How are you?

You good?

[chuckles in disbelief]

Did you forget

some of your stuff?

No, I, um...

I just... I came to get it.

Well...

Why?

I can't be inside this, Liz.

You'll be Dr A,

Richard will be Dr B,

and the nurses

will be there by name,

and one of us will go down.

That's just noise.

[Robin] No, it's not noise.

I need my job, Liz.

[Elizabeth] Robin.

Robin, I can protect you.

[Robin] You can't.

I'm done.

There it is.

-[Elizabeth] I'm sorry.

-No, I'm sorry.

Just go.

[melancholic music]

[sighs]

f*ck.

[sad music]

[sighs]

[sighs wearily]

[breathes sharply]

[foreboding music]

[grunting]

[thumping]

-[screaming]

-[insects buzzing]

[groans]

[foreboding music continues]

[lock beeps]

[phone vibrates]

[phone notification]

Oh, f*ck off, Richard.

[bottles clanking]

[sombre music]

[dog barking on street]

[Elizabeth gasps]

Oh, f*ck! Oh, f*ck!

[tense music]

Atticus!

Atticus!

Oh f*ck! Atticus, here boy!

He's quiet. I didn't see him.

I forgot. I forgot the dog.

-[vet] Right.

-I forgot him.

-I forgot he was there.

-Okay.

I'm just going to

check his heart, okay?

Shhh.

[Atticus whimpers softly]

Yeah.

He's not doing so good.

Um...

I think it's time

to say goodbye.

[sighs]

Right now?

-Right now?

-[vet] Yeah.

[vet] Okay.

-[Elizabeth] Right. Right.

-[Atticus whimpers softly]

-You ready?

-[Elizabeth] Mm-mm.

[panting]

You can...

You can put your hand on him.

You can help him out.

[Atticus groans softly]

Good dog.

[stifled cries]

Yeah.

I'm going to put

the needle in now, okay?

[Elizabeth] Mm.

All right. Here we go.

[stifled sobs]

Check his heart.

He's gone now.

[Elizabeth cries]

Would you like him cremated?

[breathes deeply]

He's not mine.

He's not... my dog.

He's not my dog.

[sobbing]

You k*lled my dog.

You k*lled my dog.

I'm sorry.

[Jessica] What is wrong with

you?

[sad cello music]

He's gone.

I'm sorry.

I'm so f*cking sorry.

[Jessica mumbles]

I'm so f*cking sorry.

[crying]

[sad cello music continues]

[Jessica sobs]

[Elizabeth] I'm so,

I'm so sorry.

[sad cello music continues]

[birds squawking]

Jesus.

[sighs wearily]

[ringtone rings]

Hello, this is

Mrs. Elizabeth Taylor.

I'm trying to

reach my registrar,

Richard Whitehead.

Could I get his address, please?

[sombre music]

[knocking at door]

Richard?

Richard, pick up.

[phone ringing close-by]

[gasps] Richard!

Richard!

Richard!

[tense music]

Jesus.

f*ck! f*ck!

f*cking stupid, stupid.

f*ck. f*ck.

f*ck. f*ck. f*ck.

Richard? Richard!

Oh, Richard? Richard!

Richard.

Oh, no, no, no.

No, Richard!

[crying]

You didn't.

You didn't.

You didn't.

You didn't.

Please!

f*ck.

Why?

[crying]

[sad music]

[whimpers softly]

[water rushing]

[Andrew] Right.

You were there I'm told,

first responder.

-I was, yes.

-I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Stupid, stupid bugger.

Yeah, sadly so.

But listen, the staff

don't know at present,

so do you think

you've got this in hand?

I-- Yes, of course.

-I will, of course.

-[Andrew] What a business.

For the hospital,

for the department,

for everybody.

So, I think you and I should

keep a lid on the gossip

and speculation

before it even starts.

And, yeah, we've got to

keep control of the situation.

Right.

Well, what...

What can I do, Andrew?

What can I do?

Well, I think you probably

know what this is about.

[Elizabeth] Right.

Yeah, it's not an uncommon

phenomenon, burnout.

But I think for the majority

of the staff here,

this will be the first time.

So we need to

show a united front.

Andrew...

Richard was not "burnt out."

Elizabeth, we need

one version of the truth,

for everybody's sake.

How... How does

that work, exactly?

Well, did you know my father

was a surgeon in Korea?

He was a POW.

And when he dealt

with limb trauma,

he would take them to

latrines for their examinations,

where there were

millions of flies.

You know what that means?

Maggots.

But maggots do

their job very well.

They debris dead flesh,

they clean the wounds,

they never sleep,

they never take a break.

They're vigilant, consistent,

persistent, trustworthy...

Unlike some people.

What's the point?

What are you getting at?

Do you remember

you called me "stupid"

at the Mortality

and Morbidity meeting?

You really were incredibly rude.

That's what this is about?

No...

[Elizabeth] No?

No, this hospital has invested

huge amount in you.

You're a very

valuable commodity.

You are brilliant,

but you are not easy.

You're emotional.

Yeah, emotional.

I know it's not

fashionable to say it,

but I'm not sure

women are suited

to a career in medicine,

particularly unmarried women.

But when I have a vested

interest in someone,

I act irrespective of the risk.

So it is decided.

What has?

What's been decided?

Honestly?

Sometimes, Elizabeth,

I could just, you know...

take you or leave you.

I see.

[Andrew] No,

I don't think you do see.

You've been given

a second chance.

You're going to be back

on call after a week's leave.

That's what we've decided.

Then we're going

to publish an article

in the New Zealand

Journal for Medicine

and you're going

to sign up to it.

It'll be about suicide, burnout

and, uh, Richard's

effect on your data.

Richard will be shown

as what he was...

young, ineffective,

out of his depths,

and that he skewed the data.

You know, we took

too much care of him.

You took too much care of him.

And it's a tragedy

for the hospital,

for the community,

and it led to his suicide.

So, uh...

you know, the staff

will get counselling,

there'll be a vigil,

and then business as usual.

And I want you

to sign up to it all.

It's called

"cleaning the wound," Elizabeth.

Like a maggot.

Those wonderful maggots.

[sad music]

[breathes deeply]

[sniffles]

Liz? Liz.

[sobs]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

-[Elizabeth cries]

-It's okay.

It's all right.

[sad music continues]

[birds chirping]

What?

It's just unfair.

You are good, Liz.

I know that.

I missed his calls.

I could have taken them.

[Robin] Yeah.

And you'll have

to live with that.

And I am so sorry.

[sighs] Me, too.

So f*cking sorry.

What a mess.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

[Ben] Jan, I was wondering--

Dr. Matthews?

Yes.

Excuse us a minute.

[Ben] How can I help?

I wanted to speak with you

about a patient of ours.

Lisa Williams.

Yes.

Um, if it's okay, I'd like to

bring Jan in on this.

She was running the ward.

Jan.

Of course.

[Ben] Okay.

Jan, this is about

Lisa Williams,

the sepsis patient

from a while ago.

Oh.

Mrs. Taylor was her surgeon

and wants to know

about her admission.

-Okay.

-Please.

Okay. Well, we had

her on the usual lines,

inspected the surgery sites,

and they were clean.

There was minimal

output in the drains.

Her abdomen was soft.

Well, you tell her, Jan.

I sat with Lisa from

about midnight.

She was pretty high

maintenance at this point,

and she began

to go into decline.

She was deteriorating.

The sepsis was advanced.

[Jan] She called out.

She was anxious and agitated.

[Ben] She was

dropping her stats,

and cyanosis of the lips,

about one breath every second.

[Jan] She was complaining

of being cold and tired,

and the catheter

was bothering her,

and her breathing

was very rapid.

We brought in the on-call

anaesthetist to intubate.

Was Lisa able to

speak with her parents?

Yeah, briefly.

But then they had

to leave the room.

She arrested during induction,

and we began resuscitation.

We worked for...

half an hour, I remember.

[Jan] She was 29.

A young, strong woman.

[Elizabeth]

Right.

Yeah.

[Ben] Pronounced dead

about four... five--

-4:48.

-[Ben] 4:48. Yes.

Wee small hours.

Yeah.

[sighs]

Thank you for

caring for my patient.

[Ben] Is that what you...

Is that what you needed?

It is, yes. Some of it.

[Ben] I can get some more notes.

-I can--

-No.

No, it's all right.

Was she lonely

at all at the end?

We were all here.

Her family, right up

until the intubation.

I was with her during the night.

Thank you both.

This very... was very helpful.

[dramatic music]

[microphone squelches]

[clears throat]

Tena koutou, tena koutou,

tena katou katoa.

Good afternoon,

ladies and gentlemen.

My name is Andrew McGrath.

As you know,

I am head of surgery.

Sad day.

And we are here, unfortunately,

to remember Richard Whitehead,

one of our brightest

young talents

whose future has been

so cruelly cut short.

And in a few moments,

I would like us to

hold a silence while

we remember Richard

and the brilliant work he did,

the part he played in the team

of one of our most gifted,

accomplished surgeons,

Mrs. Elizabeth Taylor.

But before we do,

I would like to say this.

What we now know is

that Richard's passing

is the result of the terrible

toll of burnout.

This is a tragedy,

but one from which

we will all learn,

must learn.

Richard's passing is

a timely reminder to us

that all our staff

are vulnerable

to these extreme pressures.

And unfortunately,

Richard was, um,

one of its victims.

It's not easy having to work

with the responsibility

of life and death.

We, the hospital,

the administration, the board,

we absolutely recognize this,

and, um, we are

responding immediately.

We are, from this moment,

putting in place measures

to enhance staff well being

and our collective

mental health,

soon as is practicable.

Because we are all in this

together,

a team

and a community.

[sighs]

It is indeed

a sad day for us all.

A minute's silence, please.

[sighs]

I'd like to say something.

I think I should. Don't you?

-[Andrew] Yeah.

-I think I should.

[Andrew] Yes.

Just a short.

Yeah, as his registrar,

don't you think

I should say something?

[clears throat] Sorry.

I'd like to say something,

if it's all right.

Thank you.

Hello.

[sighs]

The reason we're all here

today is, as Andrew says,

a tragedy.

Richard Whitehead

was my registrar.

Many of you knew Richard,

and those of you who didn't,

I'm sure you can

identify with him.

He was a young man, 26.

And as a registrar,

he was still learning,

still training.

He didn't die.

He committed suicide.

And, um, he's dead now

because he overdosed.

That's the truth of it.

He took his own life in

a filthy garage, alone.

Elizabeth, that's enough.

[Elizabeth] We talk

about teamwork.

-Liz--

-We talk about resilience.

Did Richard lack resilience?

This young man for whom

I am responsible?

Because if you're telling me

he lacks something,

I don't accept it.

I operated on a patient

that died after the surgery.

Richard was under

my supervision,

and he did as I asked.

I told him to push harder,

and I chose the timing,

and I chose the words I said,

and I chose the way I said them.

And he just...

It's my responsibility.

I am responsible

for the risks I take

every time I perform surgery.

And Richard is dead

because he blamed himself

for a mistake I made.

I didn't make my responsibility

clear enough to him.

He was a student doctor.

And...

And we're hanging

a target around his neck

with this vigil.

[speakers squelch]

And I'm not going

to let this boy

be scapegoated publicly

by middle managers

and doctors-turned-bureaucrats.

We are in service.

We have a covenant

with our patients.

"I will save you

with my skills."

But we have a covenant

to each other.

We're in service

to each other, too.

Both those covenants are

being broken here today,

and I will not stand by

and help pretend

that's not the case.

That's enough.

[crowd applauding]

Rest in peace, Richard.

Rest in peace.

[melancholic music]

[breathes deeply]

This is what happened.

Lisa was very sick.

She had septicemia.

Although the original operation

was marred by an error I made,

without that error,

it's highly likely

she would have still died.

The sepsis was advanced.

[sighs weakly]

Ev...

Even though

your operation went wrong...

she still could have died?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

[inhales sharply]

Is there anything

you would have

done differently?

That's the hard bit.

No.

I would not.

All the decisions I made

were to try to save Lisa.

If the operation

were to happen again,

I could make all

the same decisions.

But I would endeavour

to be better at explaining it,

be better at taking

responsibility.

I allowed doubt to creep in.

Lisa fought.

She fought really, really hard.

You need to know that.

In the end, her body gave up,

des...

despite all our

experience and care.

And please know

that your daughter

was cared for.

[breathes deeply]

I wanted a good

outcome for Lisa.

And I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

[sombre music]

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