Jack was startled awake by the wild sound of his pager going off next to his head. He'd gone to sleep in an on call room after Emily Ann's surgeory.
He looked at it. Emily Ann 91.
"Well crap." He muttered getting up and throwing his shoes on. He stormed out the on call room and sped down the hall until he reached her room. He looked inside to find three other doctors in there and an intern struggling to pull Alvin out of the room. Upon coming into the room his ears were met with the sound of the heart monitor wailing that she was going into B-fib.
That was the magic sound. His instincts took over emmediately and he yelled "Get me a crash cart!"
He ran to Emily Ann's side and unbottoned her hospital garb enough to show her chest. He turned and saw that the crash cart had just been pulled up to him.
"Push one of eppi!" He yelled as he held out the paddles to the nurse who held the goo that they put on them. When she finnished he rubbed them together and turned back to Emily Ann.
Alvin's cry could be heard in the background and he had to shake his head to concentrate. For a split second he thought This is my best friend. But he quickly shook the idea out of his head.
He held out the paddles over her chest."Charge to 300!" He shouted. His voice loud with a military edge to it. He waited until he heard a nurse shout back charged.
"Clear!" He said as a warning to everyone that they needed to take thier hands off because he was about to shock her. He counted to three in his head and pushed the paddles foward until the met with her chest.
He pulled them back but they kept contact for a few more seconds because the voltage made her body jump up on the table. He heard Alvin say "Oh God please."
When her body made the sickening thud upon its return to the gourney.
The heart monitor kept it's steady line across the monitor. "Charge to 350!" He yelled unwilling to give up. He waited for the response and yelled "Clear!"
The three second count this time was unbearable. It seemed like an eternity. The blare of the heart monitor ringing in his head. 1. The part of him greaving with Alvin for her to come back. 2. The sweat dripping down his fore head to his eyes making a sting. 3.
Just as he brought the paddles down onto her chest for the second time, coming within close range of where they landed the first time. He could because of the red square shaped marks where the paddles had burnt her chest. Not enough goo had been put on them. Just as they landed on her chest and her body shot upward that he heard Alvin yell in a voice that made his heart skip a beat and seem to make the room shake "You bring her back to me right now!"
Jack swivled his head around to see Alvin standing in the doorway looking up at the ceiling with an angry and grieving face.
Then with this sound his pulse rate slowed. He heard the first beep. Then the second. Then finally the third. And it didnt stop after that. Her heart was beating.
He glanced at her and smiled. She's alive.
His blood ran cold when her saw her eyes. Open. Awake. Petrified. And in pain.
He looked at it. Emily Ann 91.
"Well crap." He muttered getting up and throwing his shoes on. He stormed out the on call room and sped down the hall until he reached her room. He looked inside to find three other doctors in there and an intern struggling to pull Alvin out of the room. Upon coming into the room his ears were met with the sound of the heart monitor wailing that she was going into B-fib.
That was the magic sound. His instincts took over emmediately and he yelled "Get me a crash cart!"
He ran to Emily Ann's side and unbottoned her hospital garb enough to show her chest. He turned and saw that the crash cart had just been pulled up to him.
"Push one of eppi!" He yelled as he held out the paddles to the nurse who held the goo that they put on them. When she finnished he rubbed them together and turned back to Emily Ann.
Alvin's cry could be heard in the background and he had to shake his head to concentrate. For a split second he thought This is my best friend. But he quickly shook the idea out of his head.
He held out the paddles over her chest."Charge to 300!" He shouted. His voice loud with a military edge to it. He waited until he heard a nurse shout back charged.
"Clear!" He said as a warning to everyone that they needed to take thier hands off because he was about to shock her. He counted to three in his head and pushed the paddles foward until the met with her chest.
He pulled them back but they kept contact for a few more seconds because the voltage made her body jump up on the table. He heard Alvin say "Oh God please."
When her body made the sickening thud upon its return to the gourney.
The heart monitor kept it's steady line across the monitor. "Charge to 350!" He yelled unwilling to give up. He waited for the response and yelled "Clear!"
The three second count this time was unbearable. It seemed like an eternity. The blare of the heart monitor ringing in his head. 1. The part of him greaving with Alvin for her to come back. 2. The sweat dripping down his fore head to his eyes making a sting. 3.
Just as he brought the paddles down onto her chest for the second time, coming within close range of where they landed the first time. He could because of the red square shaped marks where the paddles had burnt her chest. Not enough goo had been put on them. Just as they landed on her chest and her body shot upward that he heard Alvin yell in a voice that made his heart skip a beat and seem to make the room shake "You bring her back to me right now!"
Jack swivled his head around to see Alvin standing in the doorway looking up at the ceiling with an angry and grieving face.
Then with this sound his pulse rate slowed. He heard the first beep. Then the second. Then finally the third. And it didnt stop after that. Her heart was beating.
He glanced at her and smiled. She's alive.
His blood ran cold when her saw her eyes. Open. Awake. Petrified. And in pain.