Sep. 19th, 2012

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THIRD PERSON WRITING SAMPLE: Stuart counts to thirty, his hands in the traditional CPR pose over a young man's bare chest, performing compressions. This was bloody ridiculous. They were at the local pool. A call had come in, Category A; Young male unresponsive after being dragged from the pool. Seems he'd taken a dive into the shallow end, cracked his head on the floor of the pool and stunned himself. By the time the lifeguards got off their fat arses, dragged him out and called 999, he'd drank half the pool and had stopped breathing by the time Stuart, Ashley and Rachid had got there.

Tilting his patient's head back, and closing off his nose, Stuart breathes into the man twice, before starting his compressions again. CPR was always worth a try, after all, but this was the young idiot's own fault. Why do humans have to be so stupid to think they need to do this to impress people. We're not peacocks, fanning our tail-feathers to attract a mate. Humans are more evolved than this!

Mid-way through his second set of compressions, the kid coughs, bringing up a gallon of pool water. At least he's alive, likely with a concussion and probably chlorine in his system after that much pool water. Stuart rocks back on his haunches to give him some room, before snapping his fingers to get the kid's attention.

"Okay, we're going to take you to A&E. We've notified your parents." That's Rachid's job, as he motions for Ashley to bring over the stretcher. "You've likely got a bad concussion, but things will stop spinning soon, okay?" A nod from the patient there. "Good. Now hold still, we'll get you sorted out."

None of his trademark sarcasm on this one. Not for another example of human stupidity...

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