You call the radiographer and ask her to clear the CT scanner as you're going to bring round an urgent patient.

You accompany the patient to the 'Doughnut of Death' yourself. It's funny, but you've never really understood why they call it that. Anyway, being the conscientious sort that you are, you oversee the transfer onto the scanner, ensuring spinal immobilisation throughout.

The boy goes through the scanner, producing lots of pretty pictures you don't really understand. When you go back to the boy you find he has lost his pulse and blood pressure, which was very careless of him.