Name: Elliot Ramsey (Prefers Ramsey) Nickname: Ramsey (Please) Age: 28 Spouse: Helen Ramsey (Deceased) Children: None Occupation: 2nd year ER Resident

Physical Description

Height: 6' 1 1/2"
Weight: 182
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown

Distinguishing Marks: Tattoos: Right upper arm: Celtic shield with the word Eire underneath it, left forearm: carpe diem with a cross under and to the left of it. Tattoo of Tweety Bird on his chest, above his heart. Tattoo of his late, Helen's name on his left finger.

Hobbies: Playing piano, watching movies and reading, when home, which isn't often. Other then that, he's out at the bars. Practically lives there, only leaves most times if it closes or time to go to work.

Psychological Background: Usually playful, even on the job. Loves his work and really doesn’t seem to take anything seriously. Smokes to much, but still works out and does his sports. When he's alone, he's very quiet and prefers to be left alone most times, but if he can't be alone, he keeps up the act of being fun.

Personality Quirks: Has a tendency to skip breakfast. More of a liquid breakfast kind. Takes to many pills for the pain in his left arm, and chews nicotine gum to try and quit smoking, but it’s not working. Goes to the gym most everyday after work and then usually right to the bar, but tries to find a bar where he doesn't know anyone.

History: Ramsey was born the oldest child to his parents. Two cops on the force in Australia. They both meet while working for the Australian Force, pretty quick they fell in love.

They meet and married and soon had two children. Both of them were happy children, Ramsey always seemed the more risky child, the one that got all the broken bones and worried his parents the most.

He also did ok in school, not great like his sister, but good enough to graduate. His problem wasn't that he wasn't smart like her; he just spent more time surfing, smoking pot and having girlfriends, then studying. When it came to test time, he went to his sister for help to pass the tests.

With doing that he soon graduated. But not before giving his parents one more heart attack and stealing a car. He got busted and his parents had to do a lot to keep him out of jail. They wondered then if they should move the kids from Australia to the states, but after much talk, they decided not.

About this time as well, Ramsey meet a young woman, Helen Cane. They dated and Helen told him she was pregnant, so as soon as they graduated, Ramsey married Helen. They were very much in love and we're setting up house, when at about 5 months, Helen went into premature labor.

A few hours later, their son was born but he didn't survive. They were both devastated, but other then grieving and moving on, there wasn't anything they could do.

Also at that time Ramsey was going to college and to be the doctor he wanted to be, he had to pay attention to his studies.

After much counseling and working together, they were eventually able to move on. But Helen wasn't ready to try for another child just yet. By the time she was ready, Ramsey was just about in medical school.

So during his last few months of college, Helen got pregnant again. But that once again ended in a tragic night. They were on their way home from a college party, with Ramsey driving, when they got hit by another car, Ramsey walked away, with only a broken left arm, collarbone, the works on his left arm, Helen didn't survive.

After the funeral, he couldn't stay around his family or hers. So he took all the money they had and went to America to go to medical school. He kept going, cause that's what he knew Helen wanted, what she worked for all those years.

He's now in the start of his 2nd year of residency and his mood hasn't seemed to change.

Special Notes: None