Descriptive Writing About Delightful Donuts

It's with a heavy heart that I compose this message to you today. Much has happened over the last 24 hours. Yesterday around 4:30pm, Lacey was having trouble breathing, so we instantly called an ambulance. About a minute after we spoke to dispatch, Lacey stopped breathing. My brother-in-law (who is a general surgeon) was sitting next to Lacey when this happened and instantly started CPR. She started to breathe again just before the ambulance arrived. We followed the ambulance to Davis Hospital where she was taken into the ICU. Lacey tried to leave us several times tonight... was brought back by CPR and a defibrillator. My family and I witnessed many miracles last night. Lacey has given me permission to share the very sacred and private experience

Pulling off the ramp, we turned onto Church Hill Road responding on a priority one for the cardiac arrest. I tried to review my field guide en-route to the call, but all I could see were flashing lights reflecting off the guide’s pages and crowds of cars moving over for our wailing sirens. Within three minutes we had arrived on-scene and it was clear that our patient was not in cardiac arrest; however, his 12-Lead EKG and oxygen saturation were marginally reassuring and pointed to an active heart attack. At this point in my EMS training I was a BLS provider, but had adequate knowledge to assist Kathy. Instinctively, I went right to work and loved every second of it. The concept of formulating a differential diagnosis in the field and testing that theory is one of the principle factors that kept drawing my back to EMS. In addition, I developed an unparalleled appetite for knowledge, stemming from my desire to get every differential diagnoses right. Coming to this realization early in my EMS career, we [healthcare providers] frequently forget that patients often lack the medical knowledge provided to us through years of training. Behind CT Scans and MRIs are patients with questions. Having the ability to provide compassion, sympathy and reassurance to a patient is a central part to their recovery and survival; therefore, we [healthcare providers] need to be able to care for our patients on a holistic level, focusing less on the disease and more on the

The emergency crews came in and took Kenneth and he was successful revived at the hospital. However, the doctors told Tammy that Kenneth has suffered brain damage and he was put in life support. Kenneth was taken off life support and has passed

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,

“There was a lot of blood,” an EMT told reporters on the scene. “He must have hit her artery just right.” “She’s very lucky,” the ER nurse on duty confirmed. “She’s got a good chance of surviving,but we’re being really careful. Especially since so many people want to talk to

By this point the patient had stopped breathing, I had pressed the emergency buzzer and ran to phone outreach whilst one of the nurses on my ward had started CPR and a nurse from the ward next door had pushed down the crash trolley. During situations like this it is hard to always insure that the patient’s dignity says intake, there is a lot that happens quickly, with urgency and as well as a confined space, as a result an output is often prioritised over making sure that patient in covered for example. However, the patient is constantly being reassure and we were running him through what was happening to try and lessen his panic in an unsettling and terrifying experience.

They started CPR before medics took him to Gibson General Hospital where he was pronounced dead.

He seemed very restless and started weeping while repeating names of those that were with him. He kept talking about the incident going back and forth in Spanish and English. He became pale, diaphoretic, and started gasping for air. All of a sudden his blood pressure plummets, heart rate begins to slow, within seconds 90 to 60 to 30 then flat line. The nurse yells “Call code blue”, I ran for the crash cart, monitors attached. I was told to rotate in compressions, within seconds the code team arrived and took over as I stepped back. I remember the adrenaline rush, my heart beating so hard, the dry mouth, while

His heart had stopped beating. It is hard to describe how I felt in that moment as I am still trying to process my emotions. I remember turning away from the table where the patient lay lifeless, and staring at the sink in the far corner. A single tear rolled down by flushed face. Suddenly, I felt as if my throat was closing in on itself. After a few deep breaths I turned around and began to focus only on the medical treatment being provided. The storm of emotions that was brewing inside of me was kept at bay for the moment. Instantly, I became infatuated with all of the medical procedures that were being performed, central lines, chest compressions, and intubation were all unfolding before my eyes. Watching a code is nothing like how it is portrayed in the movies. Everyone is extremely calm and precise in their actions. Seeing a human heart be shocked is something that I will never forget. When a heart is being shocked, the whole room stops. Time stops. Everyone has their eyes glued to the monitor hoping to see a rhythm appear. A rhythm didn’t appear. I will never forget his skin turning into a grey blue pallor. It is a color I will never forget, for this is the color of imminent death. Compressions begin again, and then it is my turn. I am still shocked that I was able to find the courage to hop up on the stool and deliver chest

Mother and I agree to make Oreo cupcakes, candy kabobs, m&m cookies, chocolate chip cookies, and trail mix. I had to work that afternoon and wouldn’t arrive home until nine at night, but mom wasn’t going to start with out me. I got off work smelling like pizza dough, and exhausted, but I knew I had work to be done for the bake sale. While mom was baking the Oreo cup cakes I was putting together candy kabobs. My gloves where all gooey from positioning all the gummy candy on the fondue stick, and my fingers where aching from the twist ties that where used hold the bags together. The good thing was the whole house was full of over whelming smells of cupcakes, cookies, candy, and icing. Finally, my mom and I finished, so we got everything packed up and prepared for the morning of the bake sale. I couldn’t wait to go to bed. We arrived early at seven in the morning to arrange the booth. The booth looked amazing, I just wanted to eat everything that was on the table. When all the booths were ready to go, families began approaching the booth buying our baked goods. The children really enjoyed the candy kabobs. All the kids were walking around with gummy, sticky faces, and kept returning to buy more. Those sold out fast! From eight o’clock a.m. to four o’clock in the afternoon, I stood on my feet trying to get folks to come over and contribute

So I decided to learn to make donuts! Every Monday, I'm going to attempt to make a different batch of donuts and send them to work with my husband, Blair, for his morning meeting.

The paramedics rushed over to Angelica, checked her pulse, the paramedic said, “She has no pulse, we have to get her to the nearest hospital quick.” Marie started crying and screaming, “Oh my God, Oh my God, Please, help my baby.” Aunt Lori held Marie. As they were working with Angelica, Aunt Lori rushed to the phone and called David and Simone to tell them to meet them at the hospital. After hanging up, the paramedics rushed Angelica out the door, Marie rode in the ambulance with them. Aunt Lori rushed out behind them following the ambulance. When they made it to the hospital, they rushed Angelica inside, were there was Doctors waiting. As they rushed Angelica to the back, Marie tried to follow them, but one of the paramedics stopped her and said, “Maam, she’s in good hands, I’m sorry, but you can’t go back there.” “That’s my daughter.” said Marie. “Maam, I’m sorry, but you can’t.” said the paramedic. Marie walked off, headed to the waiting area, she was still crying. When she got to the waiting area, Aunt Lori rushed to her side. “What did they say?” ask Aunt Lori. “They told me that I can’t go back there.” said Marie. As they were talking, Simone and David rushed in. “Mom, What happened?” ask Simone. “I don’t know.” cried Marie. “Mom, come sit down.” said David. Marie kept crying. “It’s going to be alright, Angelica will be just fine.” said David. “Aunt Lori what happened?” ask Simone. “We were all asleep, then Angelica started screaming, she was crying and complaining about her head, she said that her head was hurting real bad, so Marie went and got a warm towel and placed it on her forehead, but she was still in pain, so I called the ambulance, when they arrived Marie and I rushed to the door to let them in and when they rushed to the back, they said Angelica had no pulse.” “Oh my God.” said Simone. “Have the Doctor or anyone spoken to you?” ask David. “No, just before you both arrived, they rushed her in the back.” said Marie. They all sat and

We line up for lunch. Mrs. Price thinks thinks everything’s okay after I gave the sweater to Phyllis Lopez, which made me upset, so I yelled at Phyllis, “You ruined my birthday!” Phyllis ignored me, which made me furious, so I step on her foot. Then she did it back to me, and Mrs. Price sees that and we both get in trouble. Mrs. Price give us a warning, but I decided to calm down instead of breaking down again.

I explained that at this moment, he does not have a pulse and that they are currently conducting CPR on him. Instantly, she started crying. At this moment, I sat next to her and I told her that we were doing everything that we could do to help him but I needed to get some info on him into order to treat him to the best of our abilities. Not only did she tell me all the medical information that I needed to know about him, but I got his life story. I found out where he went to school, his career, how him and his wife met, how many children he had, how many grandchildren he had and what he liked to do for fun. With that, a police officer came in to ask her questions and I got called back into the room to assist with

"First responders attempted to provide lifesaving CPR, but were unable to revive him," the statement said. "He was pronnonced deceased at 10:07 a.m."