The Night Before Christmas for Paramedics

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse
The turnouts were set up by the engine with care
In case Old Man Fire, an appearance he dare.

The firefighters and medics were all snug in their beds,
while visions of early relief and coffee danced in their heads.
The lieutenant in his bed and I just back from a run,
Were just hoping that this night would soon be done.

When the overhead PA there arose such a clatter,
We sprang from our beds in order to decide the matter.
Away to the unit I flew like a flash,
I closed the cab door and held on to the dash.

The moon glimmering on the new fallen rain,
On the MDT my eyes did train,
A ten delta four, I read on the screen,
a chest pain, I reasoned, an MI it means.

The EMT, driving, so lively and quick,
I prayed he didn’t roll us on roads so slick.
More rapid than cheetahs the equipment it came,
as the public we served expected the same.

The big red machine and the ambulance arrived in the nick of time,
As the MI was anterior and cardiac arrest changed the clime.
A quick bolt of lightening from the monitor came fast,
The V fib was short and didn’t last.

The patient was packaged and loaded and to the unit we went,
IV’s were started, not ten minutes on scene we spent.
The pacer captured and fired in sync,
at 150 mA, the time it did keep.

The patient’s color returned, and he looked relieved,
I explained the procedure he was about to recieve.
Triage and cath lab, he looked nervous, so scared,
But we’ll fix your ticker, in light of what you’ve bared.

12 leads were transmitted and a quick radio shout,
the hospital was ready and delays were smoothed out.
Red lights and loud sirens we did arrive,
about that time his condition took a dive.

V fib persisted despite shocks this time,
CPR started to buy us some time.
The ED staff worked hard to get him back,
his heart beat they restored back on track.

“To cath lab!” I heard the cardiologist exclaim as he ran down the hall
the staff with the patient went from wall to wall.
I turned to the doc as we walked out of sight,
“Merry Christmas to all, and to all a silent night.”

I wrote this on the fly, but it was sure fun.

This article was written by rstine