Given The Choice


photo credit @ Dale Roberson

Given The Choice

by T. Delaplain

Robert watched himself tumble as the ground rushed towards his limp body. Helpless to stop his fall, he stepped out of the way. He recognized the unfolding scene as a younger man barked orders to the crowd around him. The crush of Good Samaritan’s carried him farther to the back of the onlookers. “You, call 911. You bring me the AED, I saw it near the men’s bathroom, hurry. Is there another doctor or nurse here? Great, let’s do this.” 

The lightening strike was fast and truthfully painful. Robert had a choice, to return or shuffle off his mortal coil. 

Join us at Friday Fictioneers where our host Rochelle Wisoff will give you exactly 100 words to write the beginning, middle and end of your electrifying tale. I hope you never need to be on the receiving end of an AED, automatic external defibrillator but God bless the individuals who take the time to learn CPR and aren’t afraid to use the AED. Take a class or research it online. You just might safe someone’s life.

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  1. I took a class a few years back. I remember a guy saying something like, “You mean you dry razor their chest hair? Ouch!” The instructor stared at him a moment before answering, “You understand you do this when their heart is stopped, which means they’re dead, right? A corpse won’t complain, but if you do bring him back to life, it will be the greatest shave he ever had.” Kind of gives a little perspective…
    Hmm, so what will Robert chose here?

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  2. The idea of being struck by lightning is shocking (forgive me), the superficial burns are the worst.
    Let him survive.

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  3. I love where your doctor’s mind took you with this prompt. Working in the dental field, we took CPR once every two years. Then, once again, I kept up with the schedule when teaching aerobics. I can tell you without a doubt I hoped I never had to use my shaky skills. Only once did one of my students fall ~ because of imbalance. STOP!!! I went to her, and she said don’t worry about me, Lish, I’ll just lay here on the floor and watch the class. I built her a “nest”, moved the other students away from her, and kept on keeping on. She love socializing with everyone. (Sorry for the long missive.) Great take on the prompt.

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