Hook 'em, Boomer?
Stood at the closet this morning trying to decide which scrubs to wear. It was THE GAME. Texas/OU. What does a girl do when she loves them both? I contemplated wearing the tops to one set and bottoms to the other. That would have looked lovely. I decided on the burnt orange,,glad I did. We played well today. Much better than I predicted. I thought we would have our dignity handed to us. We did not. I do not think the wrong team won. OU has a much better coached team than Texas. The game ended correctly. UT did well though. Very well. Our herd of cats that is the offensive line played better than average for a herd of cats. Our Matador defense kept us in the game. Our good ole baby boy QB ,,well,,,he will not be mistaken for VY anytime soon,,in or out of uniform. We did well,,considering.
During the middle of the game we had a "code" at the hospital. Patient found blue,,not breathing,,no pulse,,no BP. We call that dead. DRT. Dead Right There. Assuming room temperature. Race to the room,,,,CPR, Intubate, Fluids In, Epi, Atropine, Epi, Epi, Epi, CPR,,nothing,,Epi, Epi,,,CPR,,nothing. DRT. A smurf. Damn it all. Cleaning up the room from the code,,getting ready to call the funeral home,,,physician was there and pronounced,,,and ,,MOTHER OF GOD,,a pulse on the monitor. FRANKENSTEIN!!!! SHE'S ALIVE!!! Start the code again,,,,
a pulse,,,dopamine,,bicarb,,,epi,,,levophed,,jesusmaryandjoseph,,,bag,,bag,,,get labs,,get the fluids going again,,,holy shit batman,,,she's ok. I'm not sure the code team ever will be,,,but she's ok.
And after an adrenaline rush of a football game,,,and an adrenaline rush of a code,,,and email from my Pirate,,,I'm supposed to come home,,sleep,,and go back and do it all again??? Yeah,,do it all again,,,tomorrow.
Maggie and Mallory are playing in DC. I got pictures of Mallory. I can't smell her,,but I can see her. My Mallory. She's alive and well. I saw proof.
Time for me to turn it in, tuck it in and shut it down,,
Listening to: Celtic Women
Reading: your kidding,,right?
Still counting down,,,
During the middle of the game we had a "code" at the hospital. Patient found blue,,not breathing,,no pulse,,no BP. We call that dead. DRT. Dead Right There. Assuming room temperature. Race to the room,,,,CPR, Intubate, Fluids In, Epi, Atropine, Epi, Epi, Epi, CPR,,nothing,,Epi, Epi,,,CPR,,nothing. DRT. A smurf. Damn it all. Cleaning up the room from the code,,getting ready to call the funeral home,,,physician was there and pronounced,,,and ,,MOTHER OF GOD,,a pulse on the monitor. FRANKENSTEIN!!!! SHE'S ALIVE!!! Start the code again,,,,
a pulse,,,dopamine,,bicarb,,,epi,,,levophed,,jesusmaryandjoseph,,,bag,,bag,,,get labs,,get the fluids going again,,,holy shit batman,,,she's ok. I'm not sure the code team ever will be,,,but she's ok.
And after an adrenaline rush of a football game,,,and an adrenaline rush of a code,,,and email from my Pirate,,,I'm supposed to come home,,sleep,,and go back and do it all again??? Yeah,,do it all again,,,tomorrow.
Maggie and Mallory are playing in DC. I got pictures of Mallory. I can't smell her,,but I can see her. My Mallory. She's alive and well. I saw proof.
Time for me to turn it in, tuck it in and shut it down,,
Listening to: Celtic Women
Reading: your kidding,,right?
Still counting down,,,
posted by just me @ 9:29 PM
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