Patient rushed in the ER, barely breathing, cardiac rate was 40, BP=80/60. ROD (doctors) were busy in the OR, gave orders verbally through Intercom (although we really didn't need them ) . ET tube inserted, suctioned a large amount of blood from the windpipe. Synopsis, we basically did all sorts of shits to save this man while his wife drastically weep. After all procedures were done, patient's conscious, breathes better, he was basically more alive than nearly-dead. And then his wife, with tearful eyes, comes rushing, hugs the husband close to her bosom and kisses him, and alas, shouts with all her might "THANK YOU GOD FOR SAVING MY HUSBAND" while us, the ER staff, wiped our sweats and did our aftercare.
She should have said GODS, because there were 3 of us. Amirite? Mood: Unbelievably Wyish Music: Dark 3.14 - Darkspace
