So glad he called it early.
It was an unwitnessed arrest of grandpa, the 8 year old called 911 because mom was out on a run.
Seeing people quietly in shock is more disturbing than watching people grieve loudly and dramatically.
It wasn't a messy code, like they usually are. It was just very apparent from the start that our efforts were in vain. We tried but, as the name implies, asystole is a hard rhythm to come out of.
We had a medical student start with us today, I went in the resus room after we'd all cleared out and found him in there with the patients daughter, a hand on her shoulder. I was impressed. We worked most of the day together but I didn't tell him that I was a medical student as well. He's actually a legit student, where as I am kind of more like a hospital crashing renegade medical student.
On the other side of the equation I did get to witness a birth yesterday, and I was happy to feel tears in my eyes when the baby finally emerged. I like getting an unexpected jab of emotion at work, it makes me feel less like an ED-Bot who works unflappably at putting out tiny fires all day but gets no major satisfaction out of a lot of it. The doc I was with said I can catch the next one. I have since been creeping the maternity admissions.
And now...I need to cook dinner and let my shoulders relax.