August 16, 0222h "Okay, the kidney's pinking up again." "Hold up, that cut *did* nick the ureter. Chisolm-" "I got it. Clamp." "Clamp." "Suture." "Suture." "Shift over, Joe. And get me more light over here." "I got blood in the suction again." "Damn. Chisolm-" "Just one more suture-" "This section of the descending colon is just destroyed, Maya." "Keep that irrigated. He doesn't need this wound to go septic if he makes it through this." "He'll make it, Doctor." "Look, Leslie, I-" "He'll make it, Doctor. Alfred -" "BP's crashing again." "Dammit, where's that blood coming from! Maya-!" "More light! Joe, move!" "Alfred, get whoever's at the JLA and let them know we're going to need more clamps and sutures. And a couple of -" "Still dropping." "Jocelyn, get another unit started. Someone find that bleeder!" "I'm on it." "Alfred, more blood, too." "Right away, Dr. Thompkins. Mister Lantern -" "Found it! Clamp!" "Clamp." "Pressure stabilizing." "Watch that EKG, that rhythm's looking - damn!"