Captain Hardy: A Short Story

In Bed Number Ten, Sue Baier shares her first-hand account of both her painful experiences and her lengthy recovery in the ICU setting. She was struck with the disabling effects of Guillain-Barre syndrome which resulted in her being admitted into an Intensive Care Unit. While there, her communication and mobility was very limited and made it very difficult for many of the staff to passionately and effectively take care of her. She describes multiple accounts of nurses and staff who were task oriented and failed to meet her physical and emotion needs. Her sense of isolation and inhumane treatment transpires from the pages to the heart of the reader. However, in the book, we observe a few staff that were sensitive to her condition and took care of her the way a person should be taken care of. Sue’s hardship and experience is one of perseverance in her time in the ICU and gives an outlook of how to be sensitive to critical care patients, as it should be.

When the medevac arrived I was still on the body. The fountain of blood drained, but I couldn't move. I was scared out of my mind. I only had an instance to make a choice. The captain pulled me back, yelling "Stand down, private Gallagher."

The movie “The Doctor” takes an intimate look at the life of a surgeon who is immensely detached from his patients and often acts callously towards his patients and even his family. The arrogance and heartlessness that are seen in the beginning of the movie slowly become subdued when Jack McKee finds out that he has a malignant tumor. The diagnosis of the life-threatening tumor forces Jack to reevaluate his life and in turn allows Jack to see life from the perspective of a patient. The differences in McKee’s character are abundantly evident but one of the best examples of how much he truly changes are how starkly different the opening scene in the surgery suite is as compared to the final scene in the surgery suite. When the movie opens

After his lunch break, Tom didn’t have long to wait before the paramedics burst in through the swinging double-doors of the ambulance bay wheeling in a young man on a gurney. Edward, a veteran EMT, recited the vital signs to Tom and Dr. Greene as they helped push the gurney into the trauma room,

Dr. Green and Dr. Carter were nearing the end of the first year of their medical residency in the emergency department of County General Hospital. It had been a long year and a long week. They had been on duty for the last 12 hours and things were not slowing down.

However, as much as he wanted to lose himself in the warmth of Tom’s embrace and savor the sweetness of his soft, tender kisses, Doctor Levine’s words echoed loudly in his mind. Whilst he understood Tom’s need for affection, he respected Levine’s qualifications as a doctor and he knew he needed to push aside his own wants and needs, and do what was right for the damaged man standing before him. Therefore, he made a decision that he hoped would be agreeable for all

He gets so upset for what happened that he has ripped up the warrant and says to Elizabeth, “I will bring you home. I will bring you soon.” (Miller,

“I see one of the primary protagonists of this story is missing.” Lieutenant Marshall said as they wait patiently in their seats.

“I see we’re missing one of the main protagonists of this story.” Lieutenant Marshall said as they wait patiently in their seats.

“like I said every other time, all I remember was seeing the man in the car behind me in the rearview mirror, and then my car flying off the side of the bridge” I answered, reluctantly.

Upon entering active duty Capt Hardy attended the Nurse Transition Program at MacDill Air Force Base Tampa Florida, she then went on to her first permanent duty assignment at the Inpatient Squadron in the 96th Medical Group, Eglin Air Force Base Florida in September 2011. While at Eglin she served as a clinical nurse and a charge nurse, gaining the confidence of her leadership she was entrusted with mentoring several nurses and 4N students. During this time Capt Hardy served as the units Infection Control Officer, the Squadron Unit Fitness Program Manager, and Peer Review Head aiding the unit in passing military and civilian inspections. While at Eglin she earned her national certification as a Certified Medical-Surgical Registered Nurse. She was elected as the Public Relations Chair for the base wide Eglin Junior Force Council, producing nine publications distributed to three wings of active duty and civilian junior force members. Since arriving to JBER Capt Hardy has served as a Charge Nurse and directly supervised 12 Lieutenants and one Captain. She is currently head of her units Process Improvement program and Staff Development Program, bringing both programs to a record

Everything he witnesses not long before conflicts with what he has been through and learned all these years. The normal and ordinary life makes him doubt whether all these incidents happen in the reality or in his dream. “At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.” (paragraph 7, Chapter 7) He becomes a bystander of this incident, instead of the man who has just escaped from the Martians’ massacre.

One of the doctors patients was sick with cancer which meant that he had to be very skilled and knowledgeable about treatments, it also meant that he was very serious about caring for his patients.

“No.” Snapped the sergeant scornfully. “The Ackermans, Dr. Smith, Lt. Anders, and Medical Examiner Roberts are all still in these labs somewhere. They need our help. We have a duty to protect this base against all threats from outside and from within these walls. If anyone is still alive, we are going to find them and get them the hell out of here. And, if there is anything still on this base that’s a threat, we’re going to find it and kill it.”

they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, obviously, and possibly risked contracting a dipsomaniac captain who likes to drink martinis and fuckin' play slalom with the icy masses, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the ocean life in the North Atlantic. I figure fuck it, while I'm busy why not simply shoot my mate, accept his position, offer it to his sworn adversary, climb up gas costs, bomb a town, club a child seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be chosen president. So now my pal's out of work and he can't bear to drive, so he must stroll to the fuckin' prospective employee meetings, which sucks cause the shrapnel in his rear end is givin' him constant hemorrhoids. Also,