INSANE MONSTER:*Glares at Da_1_&_only_Good_Flamer* You leave my friend alone! *Raises frying pan up and slames it down on Da_1_&_only_Good_Flamer's
head over and over. If u ever *smack* make *smack* fun *smack* of *smack* my *Smack* friends *smack* writings *Smack* again *smack* I'll *Smack* give *smack* u *Smack* a *Smack* face *smack* not *smack* even *smack* a *Smack* mother *smack* could *Smack* luv! *Sha_bam!*
Hah! no one makes fun of u and gets away with it! tell me their names and i'll hit em with a frying pan!
*wild glare* YOU HEAR THAT PEOPLE?! I have my own personal writer guard!!!! HEHEHE!
Ya get that everyone?!
Lol, I love ya Insane Monster!
Uhh, not that way…but in a *ahem* nice way ^_^
Anyway, onto the story ^_^…
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"…has a compound fracture of the right leg. Both the right should and arm appear broken. Patient also appears to have a concussion, with bleeding and bruising evident. Vital signs are: Pulse 90. BP is 90 over 60, respirations are 23, rapid and shallow. Also appears to be somewhat dehydrated. We have a backboard present on victim."
"…IV, D5W TKO, and ringers lactate. Apply C-collar, monitor vital sings, and transport immediately."
"10-4." The conversation ended with that in Squid's mind. He felt 2 sharp pricks in his left wrist, and he groaned softly. Apparently, no one heard him because he couldn't hear any reassuring words of the men above him. A short period of time went by, when they were either applying a C-collar, or transporting Zigzag into a different ambulance, or whatever, until he felt a sharp pain in his chest in stomach. Squid suddenly felt real dizzy.
"BP's dropping fast! Wrap and run! Wrap and run!" Squid felt himself, and some type of uncomfortable board underneath him, elevate off the ground and onto what seemed like a rolling table.
Somebody placed a mask over his mouth and nose. It expelled some type of cool, metallic air that, he guessed, was suppose to help with his breathing in any way. Of course, to his luck, it did nothing. A door slammed shut, and he jerked forward with the momentum of the place he was in.
Then, out of the blue, his left eye lid peeled back, and a small bright light shown in his eye.
"Stop," Squid groaned and tried to swat at the hand that was causing his eye to stay open. Yet he found that his hands were strapped down with the straps to the gurney he was on.
"Hey, hey. You are awake." The man smiled and let go of his face, "C'mon. Open your eyes for me."
Why would I open my eyes for you?
When Squid didn't, the man pulled his opposite eye lid back and the light came back, "Stop!" Squid yelled, irritated, and he opened his eye the slightest.
"MmHm. Classic case of grumpiness." Before continuing, the man gave a small smirk, "Left pupil is slightly dialated, but both are reactive." He said to the other man sitting across from him.
Asshole.
'..Squid? That you?'
Ziggy? Squid closed his eyes to try and concentrate on what his friend was saying, yet the bold voice of the man commanded him not to,
"Hey, open your eyes! C'mon stay awake!"
Shut up! Squid thought to the man, but didn't have enough strength to say it aloud.
'Huh?'
'Where are you, Zig?'
A slight pause before he answered, 'Still here at camp. Waitin for another ambulance. X is havin a piss fit.'
X? Who was that? 'Who's X?'
Another pause, yet longer than the last, 'You all right Squid?'
'Course. I know you right?'
'Uhh, yeah. O'course.'
A familiar silence passed through both teens, before the man above him spoke. Again, Squid slowly opened his eyes. The guy looked down to Squid,
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Squid." He sneered, eyes narrowed. He had a real name—yes, but at the moment, he couldn't remember what it was.
"Your real name, I mean."
"Squid." The man sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Don't you have a real name?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"Squid." Giving up, he grabbed Squid's wrist and pressed right below his thumb. Waiting 15 seconds, he then grabbed the 'phone', as you could say, and said,
"Brighton, pulse has increased to 98."
"10-4, 51, keep monitoring vital signs. What's your ETA?"
"Approximately 5 minutes."
"10-4. See you then."
Tired as ever, Squid let his eyes close into an ever welcome sleep.
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Okay. Done with that chappy. I know some of you might be wondering what some of those medical terms means. Here are some definitions:
Compound fracture- a fracture in which the bone is sticking through the skin
Concussion- an injury to the brain, usually caused by a blow to the head
BP: blood pressure
Respirations: how fast or slow you breathe
Dehydrated: If you're a Holes fan, I think you should all know what that means. If you don't know what it means it's: when the body doesn't have enough fluids to function at an optimal level
D5W TKO + ringers lactate- both some sort of IV. They used it on the show Emergency! once for a person hit by a car. Sorry :( I don't have a def. for ya
C-collar- a collar to immobilize the head
Wrap and Run- the term used that means 'to hurry up and get out of here so we can get to the hospital' Lol, that's all the def. I have for ya there too ^_^
Mask- the mask Squid was reffering to was an oxygen mask. It's used to help someone with their breathing
Pupil- the black thing in the middle of your eye ^_^
Dilated- means that when your pupil doesn't react to light as it's supposed to
Brighton- Just a name I used for a hospital. (It's the hospital in our community)
ETA- estimated time arrival
All right. That's all the definitions that I could find in there. If you have any more that you don't know, go ahead and e-mail me ^_^
I seriously gotta get going though, cuz my friend is picking me up in 5 minutes, so we can go see the Matrix.
I'm looking forward to all your reviews! (And thanx to all the people that all ready have!)
~B.