Cheatin' the Reaper!

Very, very rarely do people that lose a pulse recover it. And when they do, its only for a short time and they eventually die or are left in a state where death might have been better. But every now and then, shit falls in line and you can walk in the room, point at the Reaper standing in the corner and say, "NOT ON MY WATCH, BUDDY!"

The other day just so happened to be one of those days. I was in the hall outside the guy's room when he went pulseless, I knew what was wrong with him and what I needed to do to fix it, and I was able to get the resources mobilized quickly.

The reaper put up a nice fight though--like hiding all the ET tube styletes forcing me to intubate with a flaccid ET tube. I also liked when he made the blood bank delay sending my blood up because they thought I wanted crossed blood instead of O neg.

However, in the end, I wrestled that mofo into submission and the reaper hung his head in shame and dragged his scythe down the hall.

So with that in mind, I leave you with the words of Sir Winston Churchill.

Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival.