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''By Dr. 99

I sit here in the middle of a park.  Seventy degrees out and a slight [[Fart|breeze]].  A faint trace of a [[Cloud Watching|cloud]] in the sky above.  [[Parents]] arriving with their small children to exert themselves on the playground.  Everywhere I look there are smiles.  I can’t think of a more beautiful day for a cardiopulmonary arrest. 


I love people watching.  I look around and wonder: who are these people? from where did they come? where are they going?  Most of all I wonder which one of them will collapse to the ground and be the center of what will become a scene.  I wouldn’t mind if that person we code collapses right by the water fountain, out in the sun.  Actually, I take that back.  Maybe if he or she collapses by those benches over there, at least that would afford the code team some shade.


It’s a shame that the person can’t appreciate the fresh air outside now that we’re [[Breathing|breathing]] for him now.  But that’s all right: we’ll take those breaths instead and tell him about it later.  If he survives that is.  


The [[Crash Cart|crash cart]] and the medications inside take on a whole new personality when out in broad [[Sunlight|daylight]].  I wonder why we don’t run more [[Code Blue|Code Blues]] outside under blue skies.  Why would want to code a person inside on a lovely day like this?!


Out of the corner of my eye, I see a pack of runners, and it makes me wonder: who is working up more of a sweat, the runners or the group of us performing high-quality [[Chest Compression|chest compressions]]?   I guess it depends how long they run, how long our code goes.  The thing about a pitch-perfect day like today is that it’s warm enough to make you break a sweat, but the breeze cools you off just fine.  I like that.


I love seeing so many people outside, even if it’s because they’re forming a [[Wall|wall]] five-people deep trying to figure out if we’re succeeding in our resuscitation efforts.  I love hearing the birds chirp, though they’re hard to make out with the [[Waaaaambulance|ambulance]] sirens approaching.  I feel bad [[Deep End|drowning]] out the children’s laughter with our cries for more [[Epinephrine|epinephrine]].  


My oh my, now that I think of it, it’s such a beautiful day for [[Bicarbonate|bicarb]].''

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