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Jimmy's Point of View
It had been a long night for Jimmy Brookes. He had saved two code blues, delivered four children
through C-section and had a fight with his girlfriend Hazel. He was exhausted and all he could think
about was the soft bed he so desperately wanted to climb into. His shift was over, and he wanted to
go home. As Jimmy walked down the corridor towards the exit, he heard shouting. "What
happened?" a voice yelled. Jimmy recognized the voice as Doctor Warden, this troubled Jimmy, for
in the year he had worked at the hospital with Dr. Warden, he had come to know the doctor as a
calm, sensible man. He sprinted down the hall to see a man, bruised and bloody holding the limp
body of a young woman who was also covered in blood, frantically yelling at the Doctor who was
demanding to know what happened. Turning around, Jimmy ran back up the hall and grabbed a
stretcher and yelled for a nurse to come quickly and bring a wheelchair. He dashed to the man and
gently took the woman from his arms. Aside from the blood and deep cuts on her body, Jimmy
couldn't help but notice that the woman was quite beautiful. Forcing himself to concentrate he laid
the woman on the stretcher and told the nurse, who had finally shown up, to get the woman to the
O.R and prep her for immediate surgery. The nurse nodded and pushed the stretched into the
elevator. With that taken care of, Jimmy turned to the man and Doctor. "Ok, listen, I need to get a
lot of information in a short period of time. So why don't you sit down in the wheelchair and you can
tell me what happened on the way upstairs," the man nodded and sat down. "We…we were in her
private jet, I was filling in for her regular pilot, because he got sick due to the cold weather. We were
headed to the Toronto airport, but about halfway through the flight I…I noticed that the hail storm
outside had slightly punctured the wing, but I didn't want the little Miss to panic because she was
already upset about something, so I radioed the airport and asked where the safest and closest place
to land was. They told me, about 30 miles south of Toronto, there was a small town that had a big
enough field that we could land. We were ok, until we hit some turbulence that sent our plane down.
I don't know how long we where unconscious or if she woke up at all, but when I awoke I walked
to the nearest road and when somebody stopped , I told them we needed to get her to a hospital.
They immediately brought us here. I told them I was alright getting her inside myself, so they left."
The man took a deep breath and put his hand to his head. "Please, she has to be ok. I couldn't live
with myself if something happened to that precious young lady. She has so much going for her. She
has a great career and a son and she was heading home to her family." Jimmy winced, it was always
that much harder when he had to tell the family. "Once the elevator reached the floor he needed to
get off on, he looked down at the man. "I promise I'll do everything I can" then he pulled doctor
Warden to the side "Get what you can about her family out of him" he whispered, "If anything
happens they should know". With that he walked out of the elevator, hoping he could save one more
life that night.
Manny's Point of View
What's going on? Manny thought as she tried to open her eyes, but couldn't. The darkness
surrounded her, and the eerie silence scared her. Why can't I seem to wake up she panicked as she
fought to move any part of her body, but everything was numb, cold and numb. Did I die she
wondered as she tried to recall what happened before she fell into this darkness, but the memories
eluded her grasp. She knew that the answers were there, but she couldn't seem to bring them to the
surface. Frustrated, she tried to call out. But again, nothing happened. Just as she was about to give
up and slip quietly back into the darkness, she felt a faint tickle in her head, as though her brain was
trying to process something, and slowly as she concentrated, she began to hear. At first it was just a
rhythmic beeping sound. It sounded creepy and soothing at the same time. Almost as if to say,
"You're alive, but just barely". After what seemed like an eternity, more noises were added to the
mix, the sound of voices. More than one voice, but she couldn't tell where one began and the other
ended. Deciding she needed a break, she let the soothing beeping and soft gentle voices lull her into
a much needed and appreciated slumber.
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