(Thursday, May, 12th, 2016 4:30pm)
I've have made one of the biggest decisions in my life. Chloe was put into a foster home, and I'm going to adopt her. We've gotten to know each other while she was in the hospital, and I feel so bad for her. I haven't told Marshall yet but I should since I'm attending a court hearing Monday morning to finalize everything.
I kick my feet up while leaning back in the recliner in the firehouse, and watch the guys yell at the tv over a basketball game.
"Take the shot!" Jimmy yelled at the tv, and I chuckled.
"Three, two, one that's it, yes!" Doc said proud of the team he was rooting for. I took a sip of my drink, and there was a call.
"Bobby let's go" I said, and got up from my seat. We got into the ambulance quickly, and took off to where the emergency is.
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Bobby, and I quickly hopped out of the ambulance, then got our tech bags out of the bus. We ran over to where the patient was, and quickly opened up our bags.
"He got shot, you've got to help him" The little boy said who was crouching down next to our patient who had a gun shot wound.
"I won't die right, I won't die!" The patient said grabbing onto Bobby's shirt.
"It's okay calm down, so I can see where your hurt" Bobby said, as we began to work on him.
"It's my side" He said as he was shaking.
I then placed my hand on his wrist so I could feel his pulse, and he started to cry.
"Can you breath okay?" I asked.
"No" He said, and shook his head. I put my stethoscope in my ears, and placed it on his heart so I could hear.
"Okay, he's got decreased breath sounds" I said to Bobby who was trying to get the patient on the spine board, but couldn't because of the little boy who was next to him.
"You've gotta back up so we can get him on this" Bobby said, and he still didn't move. "Move back! He's gonna die if you don't let us work on him" Bobby said, and the little boy pulled out a gun, pointing it at us.
"He ain't gonna die aight!" The little boy yelled still pointing the gun at Bobby, and I.
"Look, if you don't want that to happen he needs to be taken to a hospital, right now" I said calmly.
"Save him!" He said.
"We'll do everything we can, but you've gotta let us help him" I said, and Bobby got the patient on the spine board.
"Get out of here" The patient said to the little boy, and police sirens sounded like they were getting closer.
"That's the cops, you don't wanna be pointing that thing at us when they get here" I said, and continued to work on the patient.
"Let's go shorty!" Most likely the patients girlfriend said.
"If he dies, imma find you!" The little boy yelled.
"Yo get outta here!" The patient yelled, and the little boy left with the girl in tears. I sighed with relief that the gun was no longer pointed at me.
Bobby, and I got the patient into the ambulance with no problems. Bobby is driving to the hospital, and I'm in the back. Our patient took off his oxygen mask quickly, and I tried to calm him down.
"I don't wanna die, please, I don't wanna die" He said quickly.
"Hey, come on now. Keep the mask on, and stay still aight" I said, and saw a tattoo by his collar bone. "Puppet? Is that your name?" I asked.
"Yes, Puppets my name" Puppet said with a shaky voice.
"Almost there" Bobby shouted out.
"I'm scared" Puppet said, and looked like he was about to cry again.
"It's okay, hang in there" I said trying to calm him down.
"I'm sorry, my brother he was the one with the gun. He didn't mean it" Puppet said.
"He's got the balls, he got that from you" I said trying to cheer him up a bit, but in this situation it's probably not possible.
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"Come on let's go!" Bobby said while we rushed Puppet into the hospital.
"Gun shot wound to the chest, lower right. Decreased breath sounds. Vitals strong" I said to the new doctor. Doctor Morales.
"I'm Doctor Morales, can you take a deep breath for me" She asked Puppet as we rushed through the hospital.
Bobby, and I got Puppet on one of the hospitals stretchers. Doctor Morales rushed us out so she could work on him, and I sighed.
"And that was crazy" I said, and Bobby gave me a hug.
"Do you wanna get checked out? I can feel your heart beating while I'm hugging you" Bobby said.
"No, I'm just shook up from his little brother" I said.
"Yeah that was crazy" Bobby said as we walked out of the hospital rolling our stretcher out with us.
"If he dies.." I started to say, but Bobby cut me off.
"His little brother won't do anything" Bobby said.
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Security let me go through the gates of Marshall's house, and I walked down his driveway to his front door. I had asked him if we could talk in person after I got out of work. I knocked on the door, and two seconds later Marshall opened the door.
"Hey" He said, and gave me a hug then welcomed me in.
"So, you remember the Chloe girl?" I asked, and sat down on his couch.
"Yeah, the one you've been seeing in the hospital right?" Marshall asked, and sat beside me.
"Yup, well I'm adopting her. Finalizing everything on Monday" I said with a smile.
"I have something to say" Marshall said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"I think we need some space.." Marshall said, and I was taken back.
"Alright" I said, and stood up walking towards the door.
"Jen" Marshall said.
"Bye" I said, and shut the door behind me. I sat on the steps, and tears went down my cheeks. What did I do wrong?
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