Abstract
"Respiratory distress. Four minutes out" crackled the radio. Terrified, I walked over to the resuscitation bay. It was my third day as an intern. An elderly man came in puffing away on BiPAP. His frail chest heaved about forty times a minute. My chief resident nudged me to the head of the bed, and told me to get set to intubate.
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