tell your heart to beat again {Ezekiel oneshot}
Feb 10, 2018 23:16:25 GMT -5
Post by 10th retro gm | paxton hayes on Feb 10, 2018 23:16:25 GMT -5
should've stayed, were there signs, I ignored?
can I help you, not to hurt, anymore?
we saw brilliance, when the world, was asleep
there are things that we can have, but can't keep
A heavy sigh leaves his lips as tears roll from his brow. Working at the hospital has many ups and downs, and today was definitely one of the lowest of lows. Part of his job involved admitting patients to the floor for further evaluation, and when Zeke heard that one wasn't doing well, he had to check on him. It was on his mind all day, and the moment his shift ended, he ventured through the halls until he found the room the man was resting in. The machines were beeping. His heart rate was dropping, and not a single person was seated inside the room with him. It was hard for family to watch sometimes. It was hard for them to do nothing while someone they cared for suffered, but this time it all felt different.
The man was one of Zeke's best friends.
They went to school together. They hung out together, and yet Zeke found himself slowly drifting away. Talking to him was easy, and right now he wanted nothing more than anything to stand by his side and give him the shoulder he needed. From the moment Alan walked into the emergency room, he knew it wasn't good. A small cough turned into something more, and before he knew it, his best friend was coughing up large amounts of blood.
He did everything he was trained to do. He started the IV. He started pushing fluids into the frail body, but Alan stayed pale. His lungs sounded horrible, and even the breathing treatments didn't make them any better. X-rays only showed what he feared the most, but it would take something more to prove that that was the cause. It scared him.
Ever since he became a medic, it terrified him that one day he'd end up caring for someone he loved. Watching Hali die and his mother die destroyed his life, but they're the very reason he's living now. They're the reason he woke up every morning ready to preform a job he loved.
But today was one of those days he wished it was all different.
For the longest time, Zeke held the hand of his friend with tears streaming down the side of his face. Alan wasn't able to speak because of the tube stuck down his throat helping him breathe. His eyes were closed, and his body was as weak as ever before. He didn't know where he had gone wrong, yet his friend was lying on the bed dying before his very eyes.
Zeke wondered where Alan's family was. He wondered why they weren't by his side during this horrible time. A son needed a mother's love. He needed a father's love - come to think of it, Zeke didn't know the last time he saw Alan spending time with his family, and it broke his heart into thousands of pieces.
Alan's heart rate kept dropping at a steady rate, and the nurses were trying to usher him from the room, but Zeke showed them his badge, and he explained that they were friends. That he had to remain by his side despite his family not being there. They were brothers from different families. They had a bond that ran much deeper than blood, and when the heart rate collapsed into asystole, Zeke knew there was nothing that could've been done.
He watched from outside the room as they started cpr, and they tried bringing him back to life. Time stood still, and after an hour of working a cardiac arrest, the doctor and nurses walked out of the room all of them apologizing.
Alan was gone.
Alan died, and Zeke didn't know what to do.
Today another hole pierced his heart, and nothing would fix it, but maybe one day he would find his friend again, and they could live in a world that had a happy ending unlike the one he faced today.
can I help you, not to hurt, anymore?
we saw brilliance, when the world, was asleep
there are things that we can have, but can't keep
A heavy sigh leaves his lips as tears roll from his brow. Working at the hospital has many ups and downs, and today was definitely one of the lowest of lows. Part of his job involved admitting patients to the floor for further evaluation, and when Zeke heard that one wasn't doing well, he had to check on him. It was on his mind all day, and the moment his shift ended, he ventured through the halls until he found the room the man was resting in. The machines were beeping. His heart rate was dropping, and not a single person was seated inside the room with him. It was hard for family to watch sometimes. It was hard for them to do nothing while someone they cared for suffered, but this time it all felt different.
The man was one of Zeke's best friends.
They went to school together. They hung out together, and yet Zeke found himself slowly drifting away. Talking to him was easy, and right now he wanted nothing more than anything to stand by his side and give him the shoulder he needed. From the moment Alan walked into the emergency room, he knew it wasn't good. A small cough turned into something more, and before he knew it, his best friend was coughing up large amounts of blood.
He did everything he was trained to do. He started the IV. He started pushing fluids into the frail body, but Alan stayed pale. His lungs sounded horrible, and even the breathing treatments didn't make them any better. X-rays only showed what he feared the most, but it would take something more to prove that that was the cause. It scared him.
Ever since he became a medic, it terrified him that one day he'd end up caring for someone he loved. Watching Hali die and his mother die destroyed his life, but they're the very reason he's living now. They're the reason he woke up every morning ready to preform a job he loved.
But today was one of those days he wished it was all different.
For the longest time, Zeke held the hand of his friend with tears streaming down the side of his face. Alan wasn't able to speak because of the tube stuck down his throat helping him breathe. His eyes were closed, and his body was as weak as ever before. He didn't know where he had gone wrong, yet his friend was lying on the bed dying before his very eyes.
Zeke wondered where Alan's family was. He wondered why they weren't by his side during this horrible time. A son needed a mother's love. He needed a father's love - come to think of it, Zeke didn't know the last time he saw Alan spending time with his family, and it broke his heart into thousands of pieces.
Alan's heart rate kept dropping at a steady rate, and the nurses were trying to usher him from the room, but Zeke showed them his badge, and he explained that they were friends. That he had to remain by his side despite his family not being there. They were brothers from different families. They had a bond that ran much deeper than blood, and when the heart rate collapsed into asystole, Zeke knew there was nothing that could've been done.
He watched from outside the room as they started cpr, and they tried bringing him back to life. Time stood still, and after an hour of working a cardiac arrest, the doctor and nurses walked out of the room all of them apologizing.
Alan was gone.
Alan died, and Zeke didn't know what to do.
Today another hole pierced his heart, and nothing would fix it, but maybe one day he would find his friend again, and they could live in a world that had a happy ending unlike the one he faced today.
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