Ground Zero

I'm made for this, calculated risk, mental aptitude, Resilience, this is what I do, Off New York to get my stripes , More pilots the passengers on my flight, I touched down, its looking like a ghost town , Not a soul in sight, Just a hum from the street lights, Foggy alleys, PD patrolling the night, I check into my room , but I'm up at five, I step foot on the ICU, I can't believe my eyes, Dead bodies everywhere , the morgue is at capacity, Freezer trucks is backing in, Black body bags, transport is back again, I am perplexed, So I go and read the facts again, what the f*ck are we missing , Like, ain't no treatment is working, why the people not living, Chest moving like accordions, fighting for every breath, I'm praying this ain't how the story ends, I beget life yet they drowning to death , Bodies goes limp, we rush to intubate, I go and grab the tray, then the doctor yell sedate, Open the floodgates to mercy and pain, I'm having personal anguish for these capital gains, MD: DROP THE HEAD WE'RE READY Nurse1: Here's the Glideslope? MD: Yea, whose got the prop Nurse1: I do, Propofol is in and here's the Rocuronium, Sir, weu0027re at seventy-four percent sir Nurse3: Family is calling for an update. MD: OK...(SIGH) I'm having a hard time visualizing the airway. Nurse1: Weu0027re at thirty-nine percent sir MD: Shit, he's got a difficult airway Nurse2: Somebody page RT! MD: I GOT IT, I got it, I'm already in , GIVE ME SOME CAP! _(pause) _ARE WE GOOD? Nurse3: The second crash-cart is almost empty! Nurse1: No sir, and were at seventeen percent MD: *sigh* letu0027s go down to a 7.5 - Turn that screen let me see (pause) Nurse1: Sir weu0027re at zero percent MD: Iu0027m in...Lets up the vent settings, Nurse3: I got O2 at one-hundred and a PEEP of fourteen RT2: What do you want for tidal volume? MD: Let's do a tidal volume of four-fifty Nurse2: Look at the monitor! MD: Aghhh, shit , heu0027s bradying' down. IS THAT REAL?? Can I get a pulse check? Nurse1: Pulse check is real, sir his heart rate is thirty-two Nurse2: I got ten of Epi going in. Nurse1: We need another crash cart, his Heart rate is zero I lift thine eyes to the hills, praise him, oooh, praise him, ohhh, praise him!