The Three Second Choice

I switched two patient charts during a code blue and nobody noticed. The man in

bed seven got the meds meant for bed nine. Bed nine got saline.

I had three seconds to decide. Bed seven had three kids at home.

Bed nine was a convicted predator. Both were coding. Both needed that drug.

I made a choice no textbook prepares you for. Bed seven survived. Bed nine didn't.

The twist? Bed nine was actually innocent. DNA cleared him two days after

he died. I carry that weight every shift. Would you have done the same?

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