Her breathing deepens and quickens as Marian works, and when she touches her chest she seems to be shivering, gently.

There's no other response.

Her pulse keeps rising.

"Dr Millinger, she's not responsive really but I'm worried she's in pain - she's definitely doing something..." 

He frowns at the monitor. "...Could be something neurological but I don't understand why. Push five of propofol, please. And let's change that EEG to stat." 

Marian doesn't know what Dr Millinger thinks could be going on - a seizure would increase heart rate and blood pressure like this but it'd presumably be noticeable... 

She hurries off to pull drugs from the Pyxis and draw up propofol and push it into the IV. 

This has no apparent effect: her heart rate keeps going up, and she's breathing like she's running a marathon.

Marian whacks the monitor for another blood pressure reading. 

That's rising too, though somewhat less alarmingly.

"Push five of metoprolol stat," Dr Millinger barks. 

     Elaine is finally hauling herself up from the desk. "Need help?" 

"Yes! Please! Can you pull up metoprolol for me?" It's a beta blocker, which should decrease heart rate and blood pressure - her patient's pulse is now running at 160, high enough to be directly worrying in itself. 

It levels out just above that, at least. The woman is starting to get slightly warm to the touch.

The metoprolol doesn't have any apparent effect either.

Dr Millinger stares at the monitor in bafflement. 

"- Try another five, I guess?" 

Marian feels kind of nervous about this, but she pushes the rest of the syringe in, and then grabs the thermometer to re-check her patient's temperature. 

Her heart rate stays at 162; her temperature is 99.4, and she's not sweating.

"What's the timeline on that EEG?" Dr Millinger snaps at her. 

"I don't know! I can, uh, I can call them..." Marian has never tried to get an EEG stat before. She doesn't even know if the department has its own phone number. She can look it up on the computer, though, glancing up every five seconds at the monitor. 

Dr Millinger paces in a circle at the foot of the bed. "- Could be she's dehydrated, I guess - BP's up too, but her urine's pretty dark. Let's get a litre of fluids in." 

     "On it," Elaine jumps in. 

"EEG people can come in an hour." 

Elaine gets the fluid bolus running. 

Dr Millinger watches the monitor, frowning and tapping his foot. 

The fluids have no immediate effect, though after a few minutes the patient begins sweating slightly.

Her heart rate stays stubbornly at 162 for several more minutes - ten or fifteen, all told - and then begins going down, just as mysteriously as it went up.

Dr Millinger has, by this point, decided that the patient is not imminently dying, and wandered off after ordering a second litre of fluids once the first is done. 

Marian flops down in a chair in front of the computer-on-wheels and GLARES at her patient's monitor. "Why are you doing this to me," she mutters under her breath. 

Alas, there is no answer.

Her pulse decreases fairly quickly to eighty, then levels out a bit, falling much more slowly from there; her breathing calms at the same time, returning to its original steady pace.

The second bag of fluids is empty by the time the EEG team arrives and starts setting up for it. 

Marian checks the level of new urine in the measuring compartment at the front of the bag - how much in the last hour-and-some? What color? 

Less than she'd hope for, but it's lightened a bit.

Well, it's better than her memory of there not being much when she last glanced over - she's been kind of bad at flipping the compartment into the main bag every hour, though. Marian still isn't sure where she's PUTTING all that fluid, it's not like she looked dehydrated to begin with - are her extremities or face puffy at all...? 

She checks for this and then watches the EEG tech finish applying gel-goop and attaching electrodes, and placing a sort of shower cap overtop to hold them in place, and then beginning the test. Which Marian has no idea how to interpret, it all just looks like wiggly lines to her, so she watches the tech.