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"Get the gear!" Roy shouted to Dr. Brackett, Brice and Gil running their way down the road. "He's asystole!" Roy shouted as he began chest compressions after tearing Manney's shirt open down to skin. "Got it!!" Kel said."Keep working him.." In between breaths, Johnny noticed an ugly spreading bruise over Manney's heart. "Could be out ........because of this blow .........to the chest. Cap, check his pupils!" he said tossing his penlight to him. Cap checked. "They're reactive..Thank g*d." "All right, brownie points..........for us.." Johnny grunted, as he continued to breathe for Manney. " About time something went right.." Roy paused as he repositioned his hands for better CPR. "Doc, I'm not feeling any broken ribs here.." "Better and better.." the doc replied, as he and Gil got the defibrillator charged and ready. "Move, I'm going Epinephrine, IC.." he told DeSoto. Cap got out the resuscitator and began using it to free up Johnny. Roy gel-ed an EOA and at Brackett's affirming nod, inserted it into place, reconnecting Cap's ventilation valve to it. Brackett drew out the six inch syringe and drove it deep, releasing the stimulant into Manney's left cardiac ventricle. "All right. Roy start up again. Gil, get an IV going, D5W Wide open. Follow up with one amp sodium bicarb. Gage, give me the paddles.. Brice, get an Isiproterenol Drip set up. If he's truly cardiac trauma-ed, the beat's gonna be slow. He'll need that drip to maintain once he converts." Gage called out the wattage coming off the defibrillator. "Ok, one....two..three... four hundred watt seconds.." "Clear!" Brackett shouted. |
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Manney's body leaped from the energy jolt delivered. Kel quickly replaced the paddles. A rhythm revealed like something out of a dream on the scope. Sinus tach. "Got him back.. Nice work, all.. Captain Stanley, start hyperventilating him. We gotta make up for lost time." Kel ordered. Cap doubled his venting time rate. "Moving to twenty a minute." As Manney's circulation recovered, Roy noticed something. "Doc, look. Manney's neck veins are distending bilaterally.." Dr. Brackett looked up from where he was listening to Manney's irregular heartbeat and breath sounds. "There's our reason for finding him without a pulse." Brice piped up, "Cardiac tamponade.." "Yeah, but his EKG's looking good. It's solid. I don't think it has advanced that far yet." "Gonna evac?" Roy asked. "No, I'm gonna leave well enough alone. If his perfusion drops off I'll consider a heart centesis, but not now." Kel said. Dr. Brackett nodded when Manney began to breathe on his own under his hands. Johnny's attention turned to the bats. The one was still leaping frantically around the crate mesh and the other one, too, under Roy's coat. "We gotta get Manney and them to the stationhouse.." Cap comm'd out. "This is Station 51. We need a stokes and two additional men to move a victim. We're 10-20 at....." he looked up to see which building front lay in the street.. "Stoffer's Warehouse by the newspaper stand.." ##10-4, 51. This is Stone. Got assigned your call. I've rerouted Stoker and some of my men to your scene. I'll be meeting you there myself!## Cap could hear the worry and concern in his co-captain's voice. ::Man, he sounds like me about Marco..:: Soon, Manney was taped and longboarded, IV secured and EKG linked, inside the stokes Johnny had secured from his station squad's rear store. He stopped Kel as they all got back to the station in an entourage of crew. "Doc. Should we even bring him in here with that virus going on?" Kel grinned with amusement. "Sure. Why not? We've got Batman's universal antidote now, don't we?" he said, tossing a hand at the two men carrying in the two screeching bats. |
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Jamie and Steven met them on the run. "Good. Hand them to us.." And Jamie took the coat with the wounded bat, gingerly, while her colleague got the crated one. "D*mn, this one's bleeding. She might not be ok for us t--" Something dropped out from under Roy's coat and onto her boots. A newly ejected bat fetus. "There it is then, this one will do us no good anymore. She's just aborted." Then the microbiologist's head snapped around. "Wait a minute, where's the third one.." "It's dead." Johnny replied. "Crushed.." Jamie MacPherson sucked in her breath in stress. "Let's just hope this last bat's intact or there's absolutely no hope for us.." Steven said. The two CDC scientists disappeared into the kitchen lab with the crated bat to start work collecting her milk antibodies. Bonnie noticed the dead young bat right away. She wandered over to it and sniffed it, crying. She wrapped around it protectively as if to warm it. Gage made a disgusted face. "Bonnie..no.." and he knelt to dispose of it into Jamie's pathology cryo container. Bonnie would not be denied. She went rushing off to the kitchen to be with the other, still expectant female bat. Manney was moved next to Marco. Miss Thorne got to her feet. "Oh, is he all right?" she started up. Chet Kelly pointed to the fireman's EKG monitor. "He is now. That's a good rate going there.." Then he looked sheepish when all the medics glanced at him. Johnny was frank. "He's right. Manney's gonna be fine. He's got some heart bruising from hitting the dashboard but Dr. Brackett thinks the injury is minor. We'll know more when he wakes up.." Miss Thorne moved to sit by Manney's side. Gage noticed and leaned into Roy. "Dedicated little thing, isn't she?" "Know any teachers who aren't?" DeSoto rejoined. He left Johnny pondering that as he moved to check up on Marco. Stoker came rushing in the door. "Things are stable at the refinery.. No fire. How are things in here? Got here as fast as I could.." Cap smiled. "Things are ok. Manney was pulseless for a while but the doc says he wasn't apneic long enough to do serious damage. And we still have one viable bat left out of the three. Cross your fingers.." Mike crossed them, both hands, and the toes in his boots. "Anything I can do?" "Not a thing. But, stick around.." Cap ordered. "You...might like to stay a while.." and he tossed his head at the group of four medics clustered over Marco. Cap knew a dire sign when he saw it. Mike blinked. "Uh,, ok..I think I will.." and he sat in a chair to watch and worry along with Stanley. |
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