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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The beeper sounded, the heart beat stopped - we all knew what to do Automatic reactions come into place - when life saving's down to you Adrenaline now, and check his oxygen, we don’t want to damage his brain Get the paddles charged quickly, we may be needing them again A flicker, a trace, the heats starts to beat A pat on the shoulder a whispered “Well done again death we did cheat” I smile at the face belonging - to the hand congratulating me A glow of light shining in his eyes, that are looking but don't see. A smile content, a smile unknown - I did not know his name The beepers flashed the monitor flat lined, here we go again. Defibrillation I yell, make it quick - what’s his pressure now? The comforting man beside me proceeded to mop my brow. He said “Stop and think and remember, you really must stay calm” Only three times defibrillation- rushed decisions can do more harm. I nodded in agreement, but who did he think he was to tell me I would have words with him after this, then who’s in charge he would see. He whispered “Amiodarone” I looked at him- his manner confident The comfort in his eyes - my temper did relent. I administered the Amiodarone, his beat settled - I could relax a little bit I would not have this assistant though implying - I might be losing it. “Stitch him up I am done, how are his vital signs?” I turned to the man to question, his aim which was me to undermine. The man with the light in his eyes was gone, I wanted to know where The surgical team looked at me with a look close to despair. I looked at my patient on the table to reassure myself he was good I recognised his comforting face - I never thought I would. The man with the light in his eyes was lying with tubes all over I checked his notes and felt very strange on turning the first page over. The man was a Doctor, a Cardiologist who nearly died upon my table But this was the man that reminded me- to remain calm if I was able. I felt faint I did not know what to do this man had died twice in front of me How could he have been beside me, but then no one else did see?
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