It was a bad evening. I was doing chest compressions when I looked into this young mans face and thought, "this could be my little brother". All the commotion in the trauma room faded and all I could see were my hands and arms pushing down on his chest.
I remember begging to God, "PLEASE, PLEASE MAKE HIS HEART BEAT ON ITS OWN"
Trauma team did everything, bilat chest tubes, central line, dpl, pericard centesis........NOTHING.........his aorta was dissected........
I thought to myself, "this could be my brother, my baby brother"
(sigh) Well, I called my lil'bro on the way home tonite........he promised me that he would drive carefully.......the funny thing is that I thought he would laugh it off saying that I was being over protective.....he didn't. He told me that he was glad that I called and that I was concerned for his safety.
I love that kid! I dont know what I would do if ANYTHING EVER happened to him.
thanks for reading this....I KNOW you understand........so tell your kid brother or sister you love them, okay?
