Life Flight

I turned around. She grabbed a towel from her forehead and sunk her teeth in. That was after a few attempts at an epidural and before pushing. The day went on in a similar fashion. I picked up legs in the delivery room. He dumped a bottle of iodine over the half-made bed, soaking the openings and underneath. I left a towel on the spot to dry, and shut the outside door. I hung pitocin and sodium chloride into the patient's IV; he mixed the lidocaine into the bowl and all over the perineum floor. Clearly, he wanted to see how numb worked. A NRP code was called overhead . . . I gave him a look to read, and for the first time in a long time, the baby next door was life flighted to Primary Children's.