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Originally Posted by MAB32
When I was Deputy Sheriff we were always called along with the FD to a scene to make sure it wasn't going to be a crime scene first.
One night my partner and I received a call to go to such-and-such a place along with the paramedics because of a person supposedly dying. We get their first and see him sitting at the dinner table. His wife is on the couch.
We ask him what is going with him and he says a bad heart. He collapses right after that. We just started to get him in position for CPR when the medics arrive. They come on in and take up where we had just started. One medic and I are asking her some questions about her husband laying there. Mine were short and sweet because it all smells fishy to me on why she is not emotional about what is happening all around her. Paramedics have now been working on this guy for over 5 minutes now and has coded twice and after each defib it returns back to normal for a few minutes then goes back again into V-Phib. I offer the medics some of my help and they tell me if i can get on the horn to the hospital then give it to one of them that would be great. I did. I go back to the wife to ask her more questions and now she will not tell me anything, period. In fact she stopped talking to the medics too. Now a few more minutes goes by and they are talking to the ER doctor.
The wife now gets up and walks into their bedroom saying nothing. This isn't looking good so I follow her. Once inside the bedroom she is motioning me to get out. I motion back telling her I am not leaving, and that I ask her out loud wha is she going to be doing here in their bedroom. She pulls a piece of paper out of a drawer next to the bed and hands it to me.
I look at it and immediately I know what I have here in my hands. It is on a white prescription note pad in big letters "DNR" and then it just goes on further to explain what DNR stands for and nothing else but the patients name. Nothing else.
I hand it to the medic who is wrighting down on what meds to shoot and other things such as his vitals. He then looks up at me and notices the paper I have in my hand and say what you got there Mark. I hand it to him and he cannot believe it and talks over the doctor and tells him we now have a DNR. You can hear the doc on the other line saying some 4 letter words and is really ticked off. His answer to the DNR is "F___k It, bring him in anyways!".
He dies that morning around 0830 give or take a few minutes.
Any Legal complications here?
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Lot of dynamics going on there Mark! Trip to the ER was probably a good idea. The doc on the phone had the ball, and you did what he said.
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