I've lost an airway,
blown a pupil,
Train Wreck Code.
O2 stat dropping,
abdomen distended,
need a Lavage.
Need a crash cart,
bag her,
run the fluids Wide Open.
Dopamine,
a pacing wire,
No Pulse.
I am coding,
crashing,
burning.
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