Used to volunteer at the sign in desk in an emergency room. It was a busy night, I was alone at the desk for the time being, as all the personnel were in the ER itself, or just behind me in the triage area - my job was to sign patients in and call for assistance if needed.
A person came in, complaining of chest pain. I asked him to stay calm, grabbed a wheelchair for him and helped him in. I turned around to go find a nurse. I heard a thump, turned around and saw the guy on the ground, convulsing. I shout for everyone to come assist. EMT's, doctors, nurses, everyone rushed to his aid...
Apparently, they couldn't resuscitate him. I had literally seen a person die.
Not very pleasant. I went home early that night, got dinner with a friend, saw a movie and went on with my life. You have to learn to accept the inevitability of death, and its tendency to strike suddenly and at inconvenient times.
A person came in, complaining of chest pain. I asked him to stay calm, grabbed a wheelchair for him and helped him in. I turned around to go find a nurse. I heard a thump, turned around and saw the guy on the ground, convulsing. I shout for everyone to come assist. EMT's, doctors, nurses, everyone rushed to his aid...
Apparently, they couldn't resuscitate him. I had literally seen a person die.
Not very pleasant. I went home early that night, got dinner with a friend, saw a movie and went on with my life. You have to learn to accept the inevitability of death, and its tendency to strike suddenly and at inconvenient times.