Sometimes talk is cheap and other times it's dangerous, because it may delay treatment. "Nuff" said.

Wizards of the Badlands

Can you tell what's real

Do you know what's not,

Can you determine from 50 yards

If it's sputum or snot?

Does an elevated CO2

Of one-twenty-five,

Give you any indication

About the odds, if he's alive?

Well, maybe for a while

But I wouldn't place any bets,

I think it's time to call your markers

And pay off any debts,

Because arguments at this time

Are pointless and invalidated,

Just get the flippin' ventilator

Before you're excommunicated.

Now don't take this personal

We're all hired hands,

It's just that some of us call the shots

While other's holler from the stands,

With an opinion here and there

About what ought-to-be,

And at this very moment

You should be listening to me,

Because this dude is going south

He needs an endotracheal tube,

Please don't stand there arguing

Like some existential rube,

Quoting laboratory data

And his history of CO2,

We're the wizards of the badlands

And we know much more than you.

We don't want to code this sucker

We don't want a Rapid Response,

We don't want to toast his remains

With a sterling-silver sconce,

No, all we want to do

Is the best right thing, right now,

And that my friend, is to intubate

Before I have a cow!

Fibril_late;

5/23/08