Chief Yagami!'s Emergency

I looked over at the paramedic, who was still waiting for me to make a call.

I get to the hospital, park, and run in to the service desk. The lady is not so sure what I am talking about, but after I give her the run through she understands.

“They were able to get the medic to him in time to save him. They had to restart his heart. He’s already received heart surgery to fix a blocked artery.” She said.

“Please sir, worry about yourself for once! We need to get you to a hospital, fast.” I could still feel tears trickling down my face.

When we arrived after lunch, I was fueled on a pack of Mentos and a Poptart. I felt invincible and ready to take on the world. Unfortunately, when we entered the lab my mood slightly wavered when the smell made my stomach turn. However, simply deciding that positive thoughts attract positive outcomes, I pushed any doubts of the trip not being as great as I thought it would be out of my head. Once I let go of my worries I was having a great time. We were beginning to look at the chordae tendinae of the heart when my vision began to become black around the edges. Even so, I had no time to ponder this as I was so focused on the cadaver and maintaining my positivity.

“What are you doing here? You should be in the hospital, I’m calling—” I stopped her.

I collapsed next to him saying “We should be safe for now,” I lay down and

An interested patient I had an encounter with this week. Was an older lady from a nursing home in a wheelchair, who was supported to go to hospital for surgery. I watch the tech work her up, then I stayed with her while she had her FA done. Then the DR came in and told her that her eye was doing better and that she didn't have to have surgery. Then the tech I was with went to call for transportation for her to go back to the nursing home. She couldn't get ahold of the transportation company so she took her up front and I volunteer to call them. While I was trying to call the transportation company for 10 minutes, and was on hold. I hear people in the waiting area saying some fall. So I put the phone down and told the lady and the front desk

It was 2 o’ clock in the morning. The whole ICU and adjacent corridor were eerily silent. The only noise to be heard was the beeping noise coming from the machines. I was sitting with a pharmacology book open in my lap and was trying to figure out how to best memorize the different types of beta receptors when I heard that voice. It was a feeble plea for help coming from a patient lying on one of the ICU beds. I ran over toward the patient who looked at me with his pale yellow eyes, just barely for a second, and then his eyes started to roll upwards. I called the resident immediately who tried very hard to resuscitate the patient, but it was too late. That man fighting from Hepatitis C and liver cirrhosis had already succumbed to death.

My eyes flutter open to see 3 people standing over me- 1 woman in a light brown trench coat and jeans, and 2 men in white lab coats. “Ma’am, your friend is going to be taken off Life Support shortly. It’s been years, and she’s not waking up. She is a waste of what’s left of our resources,” One of the men says. “But sir! She’ll d- OH MY GOD. SHES AWAKE!! AIKA IS AWAKE!!” The woman exclaims. I give her a confused look. “It’s me, Christa! D-do you remember me?”, she questions. I vaguely remember her face- it is her! “H-how long was I out??? All I can remember is the crash, then darkness.” I say. “37 years, Aika. 37 years I was without my best friend! Oh, how I’ve missed you!” she says and hugs me tightly.

I looked at the monitor, just watching her blood pressure and heart rate. Ten minutes later I could see that all of her vital signs were stable. As soon as I turned around, I saw that Dr. Pearce had sewn and patched the wound. “Great job” she said smiling at me.

"Yeah, kit. I'm doing all I can to keep it at bay, but it's too strong. I'll need all my concentration to repel it out." Kurama replied his voice strained.

"At the times when I get the shortness of breath, it's alarming to me. It just fears me. I think maybe I might fall or something so I usually go sit down for awhile."

“Hello?” I say and brace myself against a cough that wracks my body. “I was told I’d find the doctor here.”

John heard gunshots so he ran down stairs and John saw his grandparents lying on the ground. ”Grandma, grandpa!” he call 911. “This is an emergency come quickly, as quick as you can please!”