EMR Stalking

Abstract

You arrived unannounced. I sloppily donned my protective costume while the hardened but tireless nurses ran out to fetch you from the driveway, as they had with hundreds of other police drop-offs before. I imagined your body being thrown from side to side, smearing blood onto the seat as you were sped through red lights to get to the hospital. Thrown onto a stretcher and rushed into the spotless and brightly lit trauma bay; it was there I that I reluctantly met you.

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