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<blockquote data-quote="PeterJames0510" data-source="post: 74769426" data-attributes="member: 416739"><p>“We need to talk about DNR.” Scott reacted negatively. “DNR? You mean do not resuscitate?”</p><p></p><p>The nurse was gently talking with him. “Well just in case. You know in case we have to put a trachea in … well you know. It being toward the end; but that might not happen. I mean, maybe the doctor can try other treatments?”</p><p></p><p>Scott annoyingly answered, “No more treatments. I’ve been through enough of them.” Scott didn’t know what to say or do next. “Wouldn’t it be wrong for me not to resuscitate?” The nurse responded confidently, “Actually, many faiths say that if there is absolutely no hope, then DNR is acceptable. For most cancer patients, they are so weak and frail … you know, if we resuscitate, all we’re doing is breaking their bones or their lungs and prolonging agony.”</p><p></p><p>Scott interrupted. “Where is May? There’s so much I’ve got to tell her; I …” The nurse stopped him. “I don’t know where she is; once we talk about a few things, we can admit you.”</p><p></p><p>“No” Scott said in turn. “No, I want her here while you’re talking to me. She’s the only one … well, she’s the only one who listens and understands. She’s seen a million of me. I … I really don’t have anyone except God, and I think He’s mad at me right now. I want … well … I want her, or her daughter with me … you know … when it’s time … I mean they don’t have to be right there, I can tell them when to leave and stuff. But …” He gasped for air and began coughing again. </p><p></p><p>The nurse was somewhat exasperated and unsure what to do. She was about to get up from the waiting room when Scott said, “No. I’m sure Doctor will be here soon. Please. Stay with me … I’m … I’m scared …”</p><p></p><p>The nurse began to get flustered. She exclaimed out loud, “I don’t know what you want me to do!”</p><p></p><p>Scott reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his pocket Bible. “Please … read to me Psalm 23. Maybe God won’t be so mad at me.” He bowed his head gently. The nurse hesitated; she wasn’t supposed to bring up religion in the work place. But in this case, the patient requested it. So …</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PeterJames0510, post: 74769426, member: 416739"] “We need to talk about DNR.” Scott reacted negatively. “DNR? You mean do not resuscitate?” The nurse was gently talking with him. “Well just in case. You know in case we have to put a trachea in … well you know. It being toward the end; but that might not happen. I mean, maybe the doctor can try other treatments?” Scott annoyingly answered, “No more treatments. I’ve been through enough of them.” Scott didn’t know what to say or do next. “Wouldn’t it be wrong for me not to resuscitate?” The nurse responded confidently, “Actually, many faiths say that if there is absolutely no hope, then DNR is acceptable. For most cancer patients, they are so weak and frail … you know, if we resuscitate, all we’re doing is breaking their bones or their lungs and prolonging agony.” Scott interrupted. “Where is May? There’s so much I’ve got to tell her; I …” The nurse stopped him. “I don’t know where she is; once we talk about a few things, we can admit you.” “No” Scott said in turn. “No, I want her here while you’re talking to me. She’s the only one … well, she’s the only one who listens and understands. She’s seen a million of me. I … I really don’t have anyone except God, and I think He’s mad at me right now. I want … well … I want her, or her daughter with me … you know … when it’s time … I mean they don’t have to be right there, I can tell them when to leave and stuff. But …” He gasped for air and began coughing again. The nurse was somewhat exasperated and unsure what to do. She was about to get up from the waiting room when Scott said, “No. I’m sure Doctor will be here soon. Please. Stay with me … I’m … I’m scared …” The nurse began to get flustered. She exclaimed out loud, “I don’t know what you want me to do!” Scott reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his pocket Bible. “Please … read to me Psalm 23. Maybe God won’t be so mad at me.” He bowed his head gently. The nurse hesitated; she wasn’t supposed to bring up religion in the work place. But in this case, the patient requested it. So … [/QUOTE]
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