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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
 
Playing God
- for Mr K: whichever way you choose to go, good luck be with you.



No, he's not doing very well at the moment, but we're keeping an eye on him and hopefully he will-

79 - 64 - 52 -

Ma'am, Sir, would you please wait outside.

(sh*t. Code Blue!)

ohgodhesdesaturatingstoppedbreathingnopulse-

one-and-two-and-three-and-four-and-five-and
one-and-two-and-

(rumble of crash cart, schick of a curtain and we have our own little sweltering kingdom surrounded by damp curtains. you old man is our queen bee - languishing in your unconcerned stillness at the centre of frenzied activity while we, your worker bees, slave for the hatching of the next breath and the sustained pulse of artificially oxygenated blood flowing through your brain)

-fifteen

71 years old, full-house risk factors, previous stroke, no sir, he's ambulant - yes - independent
perfectly lucid he was talking to me earlier -

(crack of ribs, bouncing of the bed, face smothered by the consuming kiss of the silicone face mask of the respirator - at this age having such a wild time with a girl in bed is probably not too healthy for you)

one miligram adrenaline - resume cpr - come on, heart, you have to beat faster and harder than that - second dose adrenaline -

stop, he's coming back! BP? 130/70.

- where's the blade; someone lube the ET tube - check the balloon - suck the secretion - we'll paralyse him first he's too stiff - how's the potassium? prepare the sux, half vial, dilute with normal saline. nice and slow, that's it.

saturation 100%.

(relief)

ok, let's wheel him out.
 
Comments:
dang! baby,
you just made me jealous for one milisecond there...

although it does sound morbid to want to experience *that* kind of thrill.
 
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