Authors: Arthur Hailey
Tags: #Fiction, #General, #Fiction - General, #Medical, #drugs, #Fiction-Thrillers, #General & Literary Fiction, #Thrillers
changes were Townsend's own idea or the result of a quiet suggestion,
Andrew never found out. Also, from then on, Townsend led a less active
social fife, staying at home more than in the past. And at the office he
eased up on his patient load, mostly referring new patients to Andrew and
a new young doctor, Oscar Aarons, who had joined their practice.
From time to time Andrew still worried about Noah and patients, but because
there seemed no major problem, Andrew hadas he saw it now-simply drifted
along, doing nothing, waiting for something to happen, yet nurturing a
wishful belief it never would.
Until this week.
The climax, when it came, arrived with shattering suddenness.
At first Andrew had only partial, disconnected information. But soon
afterward, because of his suspicions and inquiries, he was able to piece
events together in their proper sequence.
They began on Tuesday afternoon.
A twenty-nine-year-old man, Kurt Wyrazik, appeared in Dr. Townsend's office
complaining of a sore throat, nausea, persistent coughing and feeling
feverish. An examination showed his throat to be inflamed; temperature was
102 and respiration rapid. Through his stethoscope, Noah Townsend's
clinical notes revealed, he heard suppressed breath sounds, lung rales, and
a pleural friction rub. He
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diagnosed pneumonia and instructed Wyrazik to go to St. Bede's Hospital
where he would be admitted immediately and where Townsend would see him
again, later in the day.
Wyrazik was not a new patient. He had been in the office several times
before, beginning three years earlier. On that first occasion he had also
had an inflamed throat and Townsend had given him, there and then, a shot
of penicillin.
In the days that followed the injection, Wyrazik's throat returned to
normal but he developed an itchy body rash. The rash indicated that he was
hypersensitive to penicillin; therefore that particular drug should not be
given him again because future side effects might be severe or even
catastrophic. Dr. Townsend made a prominent, red-starred note of this in
the patient's medical record.
Wyrazik had not, until that time, known about his allergy to penicillin.
On a second occasion, when Wyrazik arrived with a minor ailmtnt, Noah
Townsend was away and Andrew saw him. Reading the patient's file, Andrew
observed the warning about penicillin. At that point it did not apply,
since Andrew prescribed no medication.
That-about a year and a half earlier-was the last time Andrew saw VVyrazik
alive.
After Noah Townsend sent Wyrazik to St. Bede's, Wyrazik was installed in a
hospital room where there were three other patients. Soon afterward he was
given a normal workup by an intern who took a medical history. This was
routine. One of the questions the intern asked was, "Are you allergic to
anything?" Wyrazik replied, "Yes-to penicillin." The question and answer
were recorded on the patient's hospital chart.
Dr. Townsend kept his promise to see Wyrazik later at the hospital, but
before that he telephoned St. Bede's, instructing that the patient be given
the drug erythromycin. The intern complied with the order. Since, with most
patients, it was normal to use penicillin to treat pneumonia, it appeared
that Townsend had either read the allergy warning in his file, or had
remembered it-perhaps both.
That same day, when he visited Wyrazik in the hospital, Townsend would
have-or should have-read the intern's notes, thus receiving a further
reminder about the penicillin allergy.
The patient's own background had some relevance to what happened, or failed
to happen, later.
Kurt Wyrazik was a mild, unobtrusive person, unmarried and without close
friends. Employed as a shipping clerk, he lived alone
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and was in every sense a "loner." No one visited him while he was in the
hospital. Wyrazik was American-born; his parents had been Polish immigrants.
His mother was dead. His father lived in a small town in Kansas with Kurt's
older sister, also unmarried. The two were the only people in the world with
whom Kurt Wyrazik had close ties. However, he did not inform them that he
was ill and in St. Bede's.
Thus the situation remained until the second day of Wyrazik's stay in the
hospital.
On the evening of that second day, around 8 P.m., he was seen again by Dr.
Townsend. At this point also, Andrew had some indirect connection with the
case.
Noah Townsend, of late, had taken to visiting his hospital patients at
unorthodox hours. As Andrew and others reasoned afterward, he may have done
so to avoid meeting medical colleagues in the daytime, or it may have been
his general disorientation due to drugs. It so happened that Andrew was
also at St. Bede's that evening, dealing with an emergency for which he had
been called from home. Andrew was about to leave the hospital as Townsend
arrived, and they spoke briefly.
Andrew knew at once from Noah Townsend's demeanor and speech that the older
physician was under the influence of drugs and had probably taken some
quite recently. Andrew hesitated but, since he had been living with the
situation for so long, reasoned that nothing harmful would happen;
therefore he did nothing. Later Andrew would blame himself bitterly for
that omission.
As Andrew drove away, Townsend took an elevator to the medical floor where
he saw several patients. The young man, Wyrazik, was the last.
What went on in Townsend's mind at that point could only be guessed at.
What was known was that Wyrazik's condition, while not critical, had
worsened slightly, with his temperature higher and breathing difficult. It
seemed likely that Townsend, in his befuddled state, decided the earlier
medication he had prescribed was not working and should be changed. He
wrote out new orders and, leaving Wyrazik, delivered them personally to the
nursing station.
The new orders were for six hundred thousand units of penicillin every six
hours, injected intramuscularly, with the first injection to be given at
once.
Because of the absence, through illness, of a senior nurse, the night nurse
on duty was junior and new. She was also busy. Seeing
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nothing unusual in Dr. Townsend's order, she carried it out promptly. She
had not seen, nor did she read then, the earlier notes in the patient's
chart; hence she was unaware of the warning about penicillin allergy.
Wyrazik himself, when the nurse reached him, was both feverish and
sleepy. He did not ask what was being injected into him, nor did the
nurse volunteer the information. Immediately after giving the injection
the nurse left Wyrazik's room.
What happened next had to be partly conjecture; the other part was based
on a report from another patient in the room.
Given the known effects of penicillin in the circumstances, Wyrazik
would, within moments, have experienced severe apprehension accompanied
by sudden itching all over his body, and his skin would have turned fiery
red. In a continuing swift process he would have gone into anaphylactic
shock with rapid swelling and distortion of his fi~ce, eyes, mouth,
tongue and larynx, all accompanied by sounds of choking, wheezing and
other desperate noises from the chest. The swelling of the larynx, most
critical of all, would have blocked the airway to the lungs, preventing
breathing, followed -mercifi illy, after pain and terror--by
unconsciousness, then death. The entire process would occupy five minutes
or perhaps a little more.
If emergency treatment had been used, it would have consisted of a
massive injection of adrenaline and an urgent tracheotomy-a surgical cut
through the neck into the windpipe-to get air into the lungs. But it was
never called for, and when help arrived it was too late.
Another patient in the room, observing thrashing and hearing choking
noises from the adjoining bed, pressed a bell push urgently to call back
the nurse. But when she came Kurt Wyrazik had already died-unaided and
alone.
The nurse immediately paged a resident. She also paged Dr. Townsend in
the hope that he was still in the hospital. He was, and arrived first.
Townsend took charge, and again the reasoning behind his actions had to
be conjectured.
What seemed most likely was that a realization of what had happened
penetrated his befuddled state and, with an effort of will, he cleared
his bead and began what--except for Andrew's intervention later-would
have been a successful cover-up. It must have been clear to him that the
nurse did not know about the penicillin
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allergy. It was also possible that, with some extraordinary luck, the two
incriminating items-tbe earlier entry on the patient's chart concerning
the allergy, and the penicillin injection-might not be connected. So if
he could pass off the death as occurring from natural causes, the true
cause might not attract attention. It also could not have escaped
Townsend's notice that Kurt Wyrazik was without close friends, the kind
likely to ask prying questions.
"Poor fellow!" Townsend told the nurse. "His heart gave out. I was afraid
it might happen. He had a weak heart, you know."
"Yes, Doctor." The young nurse was immediately relieved that she was not
being blamed for anything. Also, even now, Noah Townsend was an
impressive, seasoned figure of authority whose pronouncement she did not
question. Nor was it questioned by the resident who had been called, and
who returned to other duties after finding there was an "attending" on
the scene; therefore he was not needed.
Townsend sighed and addressed the nurse. "There are things we have to do
after a death, young lady. Let's you and me get on with them."
One of the things was to complete a death certificate in which Noah
Townsend recorded the death as due to "acute heart failure secondary to
pneumonia."
Andrew learned about Kurt Wyrazik's death by chance on Thursday morning.
Passing through the office reception area which he, Townsend, and Dr.
Aarons shared, Andrew heard Peggy, the receptionist who had replaced the
departed Violet Parsons, refer on the telephone to "Dr. Townsend's
patient who died last night." Soon after, Andrew encountered Townsend and
said sympathetically, "I hear you lost a patient."
The older man nodded. "Very sad. It was a young fellow; you saw him once
for me. Wyrazik. He had a bad case of pneumonia, also a weak heart. His
heart gave out. I was afraid it might."
Andrew might have thought no more about the matter; the death of a
patient, while regrettable, was not unusual. But there was something
awkward in Townsend's manner which aroused a sense of vague disquiet. The
feeling prompted Andrew, an hour or so later when Townsend had left the
office, to pull out Wyrazik's medical file and read it. Yes, now he
remembered the patient and, going through the file, Andrew noticed two
things. One was a notation
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