A couple of days after my major open abdominal surgery in July, I began running a fever and feeling unusually unwell. I continued to run a fever that reached 102.9 even after being given Tylenol and Ibuprofen. By this time, Scott was on shift and was very concerned with my vitals and the way I was feeling. Even through the haze of pain, I was in, I could tell I was safe with Scott as my nurse. He just has an "on top of his game" attribute about him that makes you feel like you're truly in good hands. My mom expressed her concern to him, that even with the magnitude of my surgery, something was off. Scott agreed and asked for the doctors to investigate further. When my vitals and status continued to get worse that night, Scott called for help. This very quickly turned into a chaotic room full of different doctors realizing there was a major problem, and trying to quickly figure out what was going on before it became catastrophic. The new doctors ordered scans/tests that showed I had very severe pneumatosis in my colon, as well as sepsis. I was rushed to the PICU while my surgeon called my mom to tell her I would probably end up losing my whole colon in emergency surgery due to necrosis caused by the pneumatosis. Thankfully, it was caught just in time to be treated with antibiotics/fluids/bowel rest, and I was able to recover without any further surgery. However, this is all due to Scott's proactive nature and perseverance. If he had not pushed repetitively for more answers the outcome would have been much worse or even deadly. If Scott didn't save my life that day, he most definitely saved my colon. He saved a 19-year-old girl from another major surgery, and a lifetime of having an ostomy bag attached to her. We are forever grateful for him and his actions that day. Every nurse should strive to be a "Scott"!