“Watchmen, what is left of the night?”
“Morning is coming, but also the night.”—Isaiah 21:11-12
Lezlie Diamond waved her hand in front of the automatic door sensor and rushed through. The swish gave way to a rustle of clothing, and something solid hitting the door.
“You didn’t get the doctor in time. I told you my wife was in trouble.”
Car, pedestrian, fatal. I tried.
“Sir, this is a restricted area.” Her heart thumped in her ears. She stopped all forward motion. “Let’s go back to the nurse’s station.”
“It’s your fault she died.” Mr. Hanson used heated hand gestures to accent every word.
The accusation mentally zapped Lezlie into the patient’s room, where the dreaded nightmare event happened moments earlier. The silence had screamed they were too late. Silence except for the flat-line beep. No one breathed. Then, at her “Code Blue!” command, organized chaos ensued. She’d grabbed the crash cart herself. As a team, they attempted CPR, Auto External Defib, Epinephrine, Endotracheal tubes.
Nothing saved the patient.
We can’t revive everyone. God has His say when it comes to life and death.
Back inside the public area, she leaned against the counter above the nurse’s desk. When she caught sight of a night security uniform at the end of the hall, Lezlie drew in a sigh of relief. Desk personnel must have called.
“Morning is coming, but also the night.”—Isaiah 21:11-12
Lezlie Diamond waved her hand in front of the automatic door sensor and rushed through. The swish gave way to a rustle of clothing, and something solid hitting the door.
“You didn’t get the doctor in time. I told you my wife was in trouble.”
Car, pedestrian, fatal. I tried.
“Sir, this is a restricted area.” Her heart thumped in her ears. She stopped all forward motion. “Let’s go back to the nurse’s station.”
“It’s your fault she died.” Mr. Hanson used heated hand gestures to accent every word.
The accusation mentally zapped Lezlie into the patient’s room, where the dreaded nightmare event happened moments earlier. The silence had screamed they were too late. Silence except for the flat-line beep. No one breathed. Then, at her “Code Blue!” command, organized chaos ensued. She’d grabbed the crash cart herself. As a team, they attempted CPR, Auto External Defib, Epinephrine, Endotracheal tubes.
Nothing saved the patient.
We can’t revive everyone. God has His say when it comes to life and death.
Back inside the public area, she leaned against the counter above the nurse’s desk. When she caught sight of a night security uniform at the end of the hall, Lezlie drew in a sigh of relief. Desk personnel must have called.
