Trauma

Hey!

Two!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Uh...Oh!

What happened?

Back up, back up, back up.

Jasmine?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Jasmine?

- Can you hear me? - Baby!

Oh, I'm sorry. Are... are you the mother?

- Yes! - I'm sorry, but I don't think

we should touch her - she fell on her head.

- Then call the paramedics! - Call 911!

Medic 114, respond to a fall victim

at Waverly High School gymnasium...

17-year-old female.

Okay, guys, coming through.

Can you make space? Thank you.

I think she broke her neck.

Okay, you just keep hold very tight.

- Please help my daughter. - Listen, we're gonna do

everything we can for your daughter.

Just give us some space to work with.

- What's your daughter's name? - Jasmine.

Jasmine, can you hear me? Jasmine.

- Okay, I got her. - All right, Nance.

Pulse ox, 82%.

Respiration's at 12. You want me to start bagging?

No, her neck's not stable enough.

She needs air.

You need to get oxygen on her right away.

Yeah, I know, but we need to get her midline.

Oh, God!

It's okay. She's gonna be fine.

- You got her? - Got her.

- Hold it still. - Go. Go.

Yeah. Hold on.

It's Nancy.

Nancy, what do you got?

I've got a 17-year-old cheerleader with a probable neck fracture.

Airway's compromised.

I need to do a rapid sequence intubation.

This is a "mother may I" call, Joe.

I can't officially say yes.

She's gonna die if I don't.

So I'm just letting you know.

You're the medic on scene.

Okay.

Okay. We're gonna gently get her on a mask

and preoxygenate.

I'm gonna prep her meds.

B.P.'s 80 over 50. Respiration's at 8.

Copy that.

I need you to keep neck stabilization.

- All right, got it. - Thank you.

I got it.

How do you remember all this?

Seven PS.

Preparation, preoxygenation, premedication, paralyze,

pass the tube, proof of placement, post intubation care.

- All right, there we go. - Pulse ox is coming back up.

- Tube is secure. - Thank you.

See? She's gonna be okay.

Okay, it's a load-and-go, guys.

Bring in the board!

It's okay, baby. I'm right here.

I'm right here.

This is Jasmine.

She's a 17-year-old cheerleader

with a probable neck fracture from a stunt gone wrong.

- You did an RSI? - I needed to quickly establish an airway.

Painting outside the lines again, huh?

- No. Saving a patient's life. - She's alive.

Bay four. What are her vitals, Glenn?

BP's 80 over 50, pulse is 110, bagging at 12 per minute.

All right, let's change out the gurneys and get a quick X-ray.

This could be an atlanto-occipital dislocation.

- Internal decapitation? - Let's get a cross-table

lateral c-spine right away, Gina.

- Yes, doctor. - On my count.

One, two, three.

Sync. By n17t01 - corrected by chamallow35

Ah...

All right, all right. Coming, coming, coming.

Yello.

- Hey. - Hey...

Termites, man.

Are bugs that eat wood.

No. They're fumigating my house.

Sela and the kids are staying at her mom's.

Oh, that's terrible. Where are you gonna stay?

- Dude, I need a place to crash. - You do?

- Yes. - Maybe you should come in.

We'll call somebody that cares.

Maybe they'll let you stay at their house.

- Long shot deflected... - Oh!

What, what, what, what, what, at?

Hey, man, I'm loving this hockey.

Both: Whoa!

- High sticking! - High sticking!

- I got it right! - That's it, man.

I've been thinking, man.

Oh, don't... don't do that. You're gonna hurt yourself.

No. I think you should run calls tomorrow.

Huh?

All right, look, you don't have to pay me back

just 'cause I let you stay here.

- Please, man, I'm not. - That's... yes, you are.

That's exactly what you're doing.

Dude, why are you always giving me an argument?

I'm just trying to make you feel more at home...

like your house. - Ah!

Ah ha ha ha!

Stop messing with my family, bro.

No, man.

All right, all right!

Oh! Holler, Holler. What's up, man?

- What's going on, baby? - Come on in.

Oh, I didn't know you had company.

No, it's all good. Hey, Cameron, Asher.

Asher, Cameron. Hey, what's up, man?

Cameron's my partner.

- Oh, cool. Partner, huh? - Not like that, though.

He's my work partner. Dude, chill.

Hey, what do you want, a beer?

- Ha ha. Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, yeah.

- How's the game? - It's a good one.

Let's go! Come on!

Come on, where's the defense? Let's go.

God!

- Ah, there you go, sir. - Ah, thank you, man.

Appreciate it. Cheers.

Cheers, big ears.

Upon impact, Jasmine's skull separated from her spine.

The clinical term is internal decapitation.

Luckily, it appeared the spinal chord was intact.

So we were able to reattach the skull to the top vertebra.

We also added a device called a halo for extra support.

How is she doing?

The surgery went very well, so we have reason to be cautiously optimistic.

Which means?

Layman's terms, doctor, please.

Jasmine's very lucky to be alive.

Spinal injuries are unpredictable.

Right now she has slight movement in her legs and limited sensation.

This is a good sign, a very good sign.

We shouldn't get our hopes up too high.

This'll take some time to resolve.

And when it does? I need to know...

what is the worst that can happen?

With injuries of this type,

the concern is always complete paralysis.

Oh, my God.

But that's the worst-case scenario.

It's too early to tell, but like I said,

things are going very well.

Right now...

We should hold on tight to the good news, okay?

- Okay, okay. Yeah, okay. - Okay?

Thank you, doctor.

- Man, that was a good game. - It was awesome.

All right, party's over. I'm beat.

Here you go, man. Got some linens and whatnot.

I got it. I'll take it.

If it stinks, it's 'cause I didn't wash it.

Got a boo-boo that needs to be kissed?

- Get out of here, man. - You good? All right.

- Hey. - Hey, man.

- Good meeting you, man. - Hey, pleasure, dude.

- Yeah, you too. - Yeah.

All right, man... hey. - Huh?

- Good night, huh? - Good night.

- All right. - Good night, man.

All right.

- Ow! - Hey.

Unbelievable, man.

Oh...

Oh, yeah. Oh-ho, yes.

Ow. Ooh, ooh!

He's in 214. This way, please.

Uh-huh.

Why can't I just stay back at the copter?

'Cause it's more fun when you're with me.

More fun? What are you, needy?

No. Come on, I'm working on my people skills.

Oh, pfft! Yeah, right.

- Hey, you like me. - What? Stop.

Yeah, you missed me. Come on, admit it.

Okay, you know what? Just stop talking right now.

Without me, your life is empty and alone.

Alone, alone, alone.