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    Ranch Ch 20

    Story written on March 26, 2007 by honeypot.
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    Bleep Bleep

    Dr Jones:  All right people what we have here.  Get down from there Andy.

    Nurse Andy:  Dr I am trying my best.

    Dr Jones:  I understand, I need you down here.

    Nurse Sandra:  Ok Dr. Female in her forties, flat liner few minutes ago. Well we’ve just about managed to get her breathing back but her heart stopped again.

    Dr Jones:  Have you prepared her for the Defibrillator yet?

    Nurse Sandra:  No we haven’t?

    Dr Jones:  What are you waiting for Nurse?  We don’t have a lot of time; get on with it now please.

    Nurse Sandra:  Oh right away Dr.

    They team fussed and moved around like headless chicken.

    They prepared Bette for the ES and hoped for the best.  The Dr gave her the adrenaline shot and hoped that it would help her to restore function.

    Nurse Andy:  Ok here we go.  Charging at 100.  All clear.

    The nurses backed off and the electricity went through Bette’s fragile body and shook her vigorously.

    They all looked at the heart monitor.

    Nurse Andy:  A systolic, charge again?

    Dr Jones:  Yes charge at 200.

    Nurse Andy:  Charging.  All clear.

    And again Bette’s body juddered with the force of the shock.  All the eyes were on the monitor.

    Dr Jones:  This is not good.  No sing of any activities.  What’s going on?  Why isn’t she responding?  What’s brought this on anyway?  Can anyone tell me how did this come about?

    Nurse Sandra:  Well, I can’t say much.  I was at the nursing station doing my work when I heard the monitor bleeping I dashed in here and I saw her shaking her head violently and saying no, no.  I tried to wake her up but she wasn’t responding and soon after she crashed.  So I don’t know what to say? 

    The Dr was scratching his head and the team were looking all clueless.

    Dr Jones:  Ok we have to keep going.  I am not having this woman dying on us.  So, back to work team.  Charge it again.

    Nurse Sandra:  But Dr. she is looking very fragile and weak.  Could her body take another massive shock?

    Dr Jones:  Do you have a better idea nurse?  No. I guessed so. Ok then charge it Andy, now please.

    Nurse Andy:  Charging to 300.  All clear.  God bless you.

    Again the massive shock went into Bette’s body and jolted her up in the air and off her bed, and then crashed back down.

    Few seconds passed and a deadly silence fell on the room. All eyes were on the monitor again.

    What are they going to do if she doesn’t respond?  Is the Dr. going to call it?  Are they going to give up on her?  It has been a while since she had a pulse and was breathing.  What if?  They looked at each others one by one.  They were all looking distressed but hopeful.

    Oh my god. Oh my god.  No way.

     

    Bleep, bleep, bleep.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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