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| Medical School, Fear |
A tsunami of terrified people running in every direction, some left, some straight, some right. We suddenly see them bounding into our hallway packed with gurneys, equipment, and injured human lives. Twenty or so people, fleeing towards us into a "safe" zone. Who could possibly know how safe it would prove to be? The wave of frantic runners was stirring up increasing chaos. Panic that stimulated more panic. All the frightened individuals were now engaged in a game of musical rooms, trying to secure safe places for themselves. Someone bad must be stalking the ER and we were all in harm's way. Fears forced the treatment room doors open. People dove in, and then barricaded themselves inside respective fortresses. My first patient was no exception, flying off his table as well, with his stitch and needle swinging from his arm. Desperation was plastered on his face, on every face.
