To save one life is as if to save the world.

- The Talmud

Reflections

Legacy of the Lost

Our children all died suddenly.
Their hearts just stopped one day.
One minute they were with us—
Then taken swift away.

We pray they are in heaven,
Just waiting for us there.
And though we know this in our souls,
The loss is hard to bear.

We never knew they were at risk—
We never thought to ask.
We trusted all authorities,
Not bringing them to task.

But now we know, and pain is deep—
So deep we can’t convey.
And though we try to move ahead,
We miss them every day.

So we’re harnessing our sorrow,
We’re channeling our pain—
So that their lives—so quickly lost—
Will never be in vain.

To save the lives of other kids
Is what we have to do—

The Game

Dedicated to the guys who brought me back

A New Tribe: Survivors of Sudden Cardiac Arrest

Lament for the Lost

I am submerged in sorrow. 
Facing the computer, entering figures 
Into a database on cardiac arrest, 
I have come to know the cadence of death. 

Time of collapse? Not witnessed. 
Bystander CPR? No. 
9-1-1 till EMS on scene? 10…15 minutes. 
Till defibrillator use? Even longer. 
Patient in shockable rhythm? Not anymore. 
Return of spontaneous circulation? No. 
Survive to hospital admission? No. 
Survive to hospital discharge? No chance. 

Case after case after tragic case. 
The forms are flat and marred with black fax smudges. 

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