Prisoner in Time (Time travel) by Christopher David Petersen Page A
Authors: Christopher David Petersen
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him to work.
“Eight blade,” Dr. Fullerton shouted.
Quickly, Nurse Holder handed the scalpel to the doctor. He made a small incision on the patient’s side. Grabbing the plastic tubing, he shoved it into the incision and through to the abdominal cavity. Dr. Warner held the ultrasound over the region, as both doctor’s watched the path of the tube penetrate deeper on the computer screen.
“That’s it… right there,” Dr. Warner shouted.
As blood began to flow out of the tube, Dr. Fullerton secured the tube in place with surgical tape.
“Doctor, we have blood in the Foley bag too,” Nurse Booker shouted.
“Damn, he’s bleeding everywhere,” Dr. Warner responded in exasperated tone. “Ok, give me 4 units of O-negative, hang two on the rapid infuser.”
Suddenly, loud beacons began to sound. Shock and horror registered on the faces of all as they watched the “flat-line” read across the EKG monitor.
“Paddles!” Dr. Warner shouted.
Nurse Holder pulled the defibrillator over to the edge of the bed and switched it on. Handing the paddles to the doctor, he quickly positioned them and ordered the charge.
“Push an amp of atropine and charge to forty,” Dr. Warner ordered.
As she injected the medication into the patients I.V., Dr. Warner pressed the paddles against the patient’s skin.
“Clear,” he shouted.
He depressed the buttons, sending the charge to Bobby’s heart. Instantly, he convulsed, his chest heaving and contracting. The medical team waited momentarily for a responded.
The cardiac monitor continued to sound out ‘flat-line’.
“Still in V-fib,” Dr. Fullerton called out.
“Charge to fifty,” Dr. Warner shouted to Nurse Holder.
She quickly dialed in the new setting as Dr. Warner repositioned the paddles.
“Clear!” he shouted once more.
Again, the patient’s body convulsed. Seconds later, the sound of ‘flat-line’ was replaced by the welcome sound of ‘beeps’ signaling the beating heart.
“Ok, sinus tach,” Dr. Warner called out, now feeling a small sense of relief.
“BP’s eighty over forty-one, pulse holding steady at forty-three,” Dr. Fullerton announced.
“We’ve got to stop the bleeding.” Turning to Nurse Booker, he continued, “Prepare for a laparotomy.”
“Yes doctor,” Nurse Booker responded.
Immediately, she brought over a small cart of surgical instruments. As she set up the tray, Nurse Holder scrubbed the left side abdomen with a Betadine wash. While Dr. Fullerton administered anesthetics, Dr. Warner reached for a scalpel. He waited momentarily, then began his incision along Bobby’s stomach.
“Suction,” Dr. Warner called as blood began to ooze from the wound.
Nurse Booker quickly pointed the suctioning wand to the open incision and began to draw up the blood.
“Retractor,” Dr. Warner called out.
Instantly, Dr. Fullerton held out the instrument, anticipating his request. Dr. Warner clipped the device onto the edge of the incision and secured back the skin. Dr. Fullerton held out a second retractor and it was placed on the opposite side of the first, now holding open a large hole on Bobby’s side.
Although the chest tube had drained a good deal of blood from Bobby’s abdomen, Dr. Warner could still see a significant amount collecting in the region under the incision.
“Suction,” he called out once more. “I’ll take it,” he said, now accepting the wand from Nurse Booker.
Working quickly, he began to draw up large clots of blood that had settled in cavities surrounding the internal organs. No sooner than he had removed the clots of blood, more filled the cavities.
“Forceps,” Dr. Warner called. “Will, take the suction.”
Handing the suction wand to Dr. Fullerton, he accepted the forceps from Nurse Booker and entered the wound.
“There’s the fractured seventh and
“Eight blade,” Dr. Fullerton shouted.
Quickly, Nurse Holder handed the scalpel to the doctor. He made a small incision on the patient’s side. Grabbing the plastic tubing, he shoved it into the incision and through to the abdominal cavity. Dr. Warner held the ultrasound over the region, as both doctor’s watched the path of the tube penetrate deeper on the computer screen.
“That’s it… right there,” Dr. Warner shouted.
As blood began to flow out of the tube, Dr. Fullerton secured the tube in place with surgical tape.
“Doctor, we have blood in the Foley bag too,” Nurse Booker shouted.
“Damn, he’s bleeding everywhere,” Dr. Warner responded in exasperated tone. “Ok, give me 4 units of O-negative, hang two on the rapid infuser.”
Suddenly, loud beacons began to sound. Shock and horror registered on the faces of all as they watched the “flat-line” read across the EKG monitor.
“Paddles!” Dr. Warner shouted.
Nurse Holder pulled the defibrillator over to the edge of the bed and switched it on. Handing the paddles to the doctor, he quickly positioned them and ordered the charge.
“Push an amp of atropine and charge to forty,” Dr. Warner ordered.
As she injected the medication into the patients I.V., Dr. Warner pressed the paddles against the patient’s skin.
“Clear,” he shouted.
He depressed the buttons, sending the charge to Bobby’s heart. Instantly, he convulsed, his chest heaving and contracting. The medical team waited momentarily for a responded.
The cardiac monitor continued to sound out ‘flat-line’.
“Still in V-fib,” Dr. Fullerton called out.
“Charge to fifty,” Dr. Warner shouted to Nurse Holder.
She quickly dialed in the new setting as Dr. Warner repositioned the paddles.
“Clear!” he shouted once more.
Again, the patient’s body convulsed. Seconds later, the sound of ‘flat-line’ was replaced by the welcome sound of ‘beeps’ signaling the beating heart.
“Ok, sinus tach,” Dr. Warner called out, now feeling a small sense of relief.
“BP’s eighty over forty-one, pulse holding steady at forty-three,” Dr. Fullerton announced.
“We’ve got to stop the bleeding.” Turning to Nurse Booker, he continued, “Prepare for a laparotomy.”
“Yes doctor,” Nurse Booker responded.
Immediately, she brought over a small cart of surgical instruments. As she set up the tray, Nurse Holder scrubbed the left side abdomen with a Betadine wash. While Dr. Fullerton administered anesthetics, Dr. Warner reached for a scalpel. He waited momentarily, then began his incision along Bobby’s stomach.
“Suction,” Dr. Warner called as blood began to ooze from the wound.
Nurse Booker quickly pointed the suctioning wand to the open incision and began to draw up the blood.
“Retractor,” Dr. Warner called out.
Instantly, Dr. Fullerton held out the instrument, anticipating his request. Dr. Warner clipped the device onto the edge of the incision and secured back the skin. Dr. Fullerton held out a second retractor and it was placed on the opposite side of the first, now holding open a large hole on Bobby’s side.
Although the chest tube had drained a good deal of blood from Bobby’s abdomen, Dr. Warner could still see a significant amount collecting in the region under the incision.
“Suction,” he called out once more. “I’ll take it,” he said, now accepting the wand from Nurse Booker.
Working quickly, he began to draw up large clots of blood that had settled in cavities surrounding the internal organs. No sooner than he had removed the clots of blood, more filled the cavities.
“Forceps,” Dr. Warner called. “Will, take the suction.”
Handing the suction wand to Dr. Fullerton, he accepted the forceps from Nurse Booker and entered the wound.
“There’s the fractured seventh and
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