Monday, August 23, 2010


I assisted in performing CPR today. I've done it in the past, but not the chest thrusts. The woman was so old and brittle that I felt a rib gently give way. This is why the ancient among us need DNR orders.

Two aides scurried around, scolding me, "Why are you doing CPR on a dead lady?"

When the paramedics arrived, they knew at a glance that she was too far gone. The unhurried EKG revealed a steady flat line. She was declared without much ado.

She was not my patient. I had never seen her alive. I felt strange that my intimate interaction with this person was after she had passed.

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