Josephine “BP’s crashing, he’s going into shock!” The sliding ER doors burst open with a bang as the paramedics wheeled in a man in uniform soaked in blood with makeshift tourniquet tied tight around his thigh. I was already pulling on gloves before the stretcher cleared the hallway. My heart racing with urgency but my mind was focused and alert to stop the bleeding as fast as possible. “GSW (Gun shot wound) to the femoral artery, likely a from a stray, he’s lost a lot of blood in the field,” the paramedic shouted, pressing hard against the wound. “Vitals are unstable.” “Alright, trauma bay two!” Charge nurse, Philip barked. We wheeled him as fast as possible, everyone taking on important roles to save his life. Without hesitation, I grab a pair of scissors and cut straight through his jeans, exposing the ugly, blood gushing wound. “Pressure now!” I yell, as the student nurse handed me a handful of sterile gauze. I press hard, watching as my colleague asses
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