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icu_rocketIt was the middle of the night when a car pulled into the ER bay with the horn blaring out rapid tones of urgency.

Rushing out I along with most of the staff finding a man in the front seat screaming and yelling about the pain in his chest and arm. “I can’t stand it – it is terrible!”, was his repeating phrase.

I happened to know this 44 year old man and called him by name in-between his screams.

His gyrations made it impossible to do any protocol procedures like oxygen, IV, and EKG.

I finally jumped up on the cot straddling his body with my legs and leaned into his body. With my face inches away from his face I screamed his name shocking him to be quiet for a moment.

That moment I reminded him of our acquaintance and explained that I had never lost a patient to a heart attack as long as they allowed us to do our job.

After he reminded me of his terrific pain he was experiencing I told him to trust me and I will get rid of that pain.

He cooperated, and within a few minutes the IV was completed along with a dose of morphine. Soon his lips relaxed and his eyes closed showing the pain was subsiding.

Soon he was in the cath lab which was the first step to a CABG.

He became the spokesperson for the cardiac rehabilitation process. He returned to his love of golf playing many times per week.

About 1 year later I was at the golf course, he spotted me. It was the first time since that terrible night that we had crossed paths.

As he approached there were tears running down his cheeks and he gave me a bear hug.

It reminded me of all the reasons I got into nursing.

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