The Heart Of The Cardiology Hallway

989 Words Aug 22nd, 2015 4 Pages
“CODE BLUE! COLD BLUE”! I feel the adrenaline rush through my whole body as I pick up my legs and start to run down the Cardiology hallway. All I can think is please God, don’t let this patient die, please. As I make it around the corner and into the room, I grab a pair of gloves and secure my spot in line to relieve the person doing compressions.
“STOP”, I here. My body freezes. The doctor shocks the patient and then analyzes them to see if there is a pulse.
Once it is determined that there is no pulse, the doctor says at loud “resume compressions.”
“That’s me” I think to myself, “it’s my turn to start compressions and bring this guy back to life.” I hop on the patient’s chest with violent force. I count to myself “1, 2, 3, 4, 5….” All the way until I get to 30. Then I pause for respiratory to administer two breaths. My heart feels as if it will beat out of my chest. I then resume compressions. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5…” I feel something jolt back against my hands. As I look down at the patient, I can see that their eyes are open and aware of its surroundings. The patient has been revived! The patient is okay. Then the doctor orders that the patient be moved to ICU for further observation. I blink to make myself realize that yes, I just brought a patient back to life. I just saved a life. This is what being a nurse means to me, or so I thought.
I thrive on adrenaline rushes. It has always been in my blood. Ever since I could remember, I was always the child who had to excel in…
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