Five minutes

Fractured Fables and Tachy Tales

A frazzled nurse puts down the bat phone while peering over perched glasses at her scribbles on a worn clipboard.

18 months old. Drowning. Full arrest. ETA five minutes .

As the team busily prepares drugs, warm fluids and double checks equipment, I look around at all of my colleagues – a well oiled machine. Nurses and doctors who are seasoned in dealing with the worst of human tragedies.

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