#man defib

[defib-man]

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[heartbeatmen]

Handsome mans heart fails and even defib can't bring him back.

[madhyanas]

i need to dig deep into my roots.. (is trying to revive her boba fett obsession)

[jackjones-cpr]

CPR and Defib on man. CPR worked as he is revived

[cprdefibs]

this man has a heart condition and collapsed during a fight with his friend inside the emergency room. he went into v-fib and was revived after a shock of defib.

[defib-man]

Defib man on surgery new version 💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨💨⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

[myresusfantasy]

(1998) McCallum - S02E03 "Dead Man's Fingers" (Charlotte Randle) - CPR & Defib. New DVD Source.

[unheadmusicnotes]

Can't Stay Home

This one is for @that-stoner-alien-thing love ya boo:)

Jake sighed heavily as he came into the lifeguard tower. The man was exhausted, he was on his 4th 13 hour shift this week. His roommate and best friend Max Asyford had fallen ill, leaving him bedridden and unable to work. So to make sure the team wasn't short and to make sure they had enough to cover bills this month Jake was working extra shifts and extra hours. 

“Jakey mate you sweet?” Chappo an older lifeguard turned to the younger man concern written on his face, 

“Yea, Chap, I’m good.” Jake tiredly crocked out, Chappo shared a look with Whippet, who frowned slightly, 

“How's Max?” Whippet asked hoping that Jake would slip up and reveal something about his own haggard state, 

“Awful, I don't think the meds are helping him, he's almost out and the poor bloke hasn't gotten an uninterrupted night of sleep for close to a week now.” Jake said quietly, sitting down in a chair next to Whippet, who shared a look with Chappo both taking a long critical look at the man sitting towards their right. He had bags under his brilliant blue eyes, announcing his lack of sleep. The blue collared lifeguard shirt was button wrong and the boy's hair was slightly deceviled, and a slight tremor through Jake's whole body. Whippet silently turned Jake towards him and reached up to fix his collar, getting a real look at how pale Jake looked, as the rest of the boys clambered into the tower. 

“Jake, you are at backpackers today with Hutz,” The surf was about 6 foot, breaking right after another, the team knew the conditions were dangerous and plenty of rescues would be made. 

Hoppo told his lifeguard team as the boys made their prospective ways to areas of the beach that needed protrolled. 

Jake nodded along to Hutz very energetic mostly one sided conversion, 

“Jakeeeee.” Hutz whined when Jake zoned out for a little too long eyes strained on the water, 

“Yea sorry mate,” Jake said tiredly, moments before screaming, 

“Help! Help!” A girl screamed, going under as waves crashed around her, 

“I'll go!” Jake shouted as he peeled off his blue shirt and threw his sunnies to the ground, grabbing the board and racing to make the 3 kilometer paddle to the girl who was disappearing under the waves quickly. 

Jake was a mere meters from the girl, when a wave broke over his head, pushing him under the waves. Despite his best efforts, the rescue board was ripped from Jakes hands, causing him to be thrown around, 

“God it would not be fun to be a pair of bordies in a wash.” Jake would have laughed at his thought if he wasn't currently underwater fighting for his life. After what felt like forever and a day, Jake broke the surface. Finally above the waves he tried his best to get air, and look for the girl he had been sent out to rescue. Finally he saw a dark shape floating face down, it was the girl. Despite not having rescue equipment he called for a resus and exhaustedly swam to the beach hoping the girl would be okay.

“Jakes calling a resus!” Hutz screamed into the radio as Whippet, Chappo, Jesse and Hoppo raced down defib in hand. By the time the others got there Jake was on his 2nd set of compressions, 

1… 2…3…” Jake did not realize he was shouting as he counted out his compressions. 

“Ambo’s been called! Defib attached, Clear! Jesse shouted making sure nobody was touching the girl. Her small body convulsed with shock as the defib tried to get her heart started again. Seconds after the shock the girl coughed and became sick, 

“On her side!” Jake shouted holding her head as the boys helped him move her, so she didn't choke. Soon her eyes were open and she was transported off to hospital, leaving the boys to pack up the gear across the sand. A bystander came by and handed Jake his shirt and Sunnies, which he took with a shaking hand. 

“You okay mate?” The stranger asked, then jumped back as Jake went to his knees coughing and spewing, the blood rushed in Jake's ears as his body trembled, 

“Jake?” Chappo kelt down beside the younger man, waving for the oxygen mask. Whippet rushed over, as Jake continued to be sick in the sand, 

“How much water did you sallow?” Whippet asked 

“I- don’t- Whip-” Jake breathlessly whispered out, trying to move as Whippet put the oxygen mask on Jake's face. 

“Mate, you need to wear it, you swallowed a lot of water.” Chappo said gently running his hand through the red heads hair checking for abnormalities. He didn't find any but his concern grew as he felt Jake's forehead, the kid was burning up. 

“Whip, he's hot.” Chappo said to the blonde, as Hutz and Maxi drove the rhino towards them. Whippet quietly cursed, Jake still shaking under his hand when the rhino arrived. 

“Jake, we need to get you to the tower buddy,” Whippet said, looking at Chappo when he failed to respond. Chappo stood up, placing a hand on Jake's back and the other under his legs, shocked at how light the boy was. Quickly all four boys made their way up to the tower where a very concerned Hoppo waited. 

“Jake mate, how long have you been sick?” Hoppo asked the redhead

“I’m not sick.” Jake mumbled from underneath blankets as he lay on the medical bed, figuring that it had been several minutes after he was asked that he answered. Hoppo, Whippet and Chappo all looked at him slightly alarmed. 

“Jake, you are sick. And I am sorry I didn't notice how much you had been working.” Hoppo said quietly kneeling down towards the boy, 

“Its okay Hop, I wanted to-” Jake rasped out 

“No, Jake, no, with Max being sick I should have known money would get tight for you guys and you being you would work extra without complaining and eventually get sick. I am sorry I didn't notice before.” 

“It's fine Hop, you're still a good boss.” Jake said before his eyes slid closed, 

“Nope, eyes open Jake.” Hoppo said tapping his cheek earning a groan from Jake, 

“I know, I know.” Hoppo said quietly looking up as Chappo came in, it was close to 7, pack up time for the boys. The reason an ambulance had not been called for Jake was because Whippet and Chappo had insisted on taking him so they could take care of both Jake and Max. 

… 

“Chap?” Whip asked closing Jake's door quietly as Chappo did the same to Maxs door. 

“Max could hardly tell me who I was and he's burning up something fierce, I don’t think the meds are working. How's Jake?” 

“Sleeping, his fever has not spiked at least and I got him to eat a couple mouthfuls of soup.” The blonde said tiredly. Both Chappo and Whippet grabbed blankets and pillows from the spare closet, laying them on the floor making a sort of fort in the middle of Max and Jakes living room. Falling asleep in a short time. 

… 

“Whip? Chap?” A horse voice coughed out, scaring the blonde and brunette awake, being faced with a glassy eyed shivering Max. 

“Oh, Max, hey.” Whippet said softly, getting up and walking over to a still fevered Max. 

“Let's get you back to bed mate.” Whippet said taking Max arm and leading him towards his room, 

“Where's Jake?” Max horsley asked, 

“In his room, he got sick at work yesterday, so Chappo and I came over to help take care of you guys.” Whippet told him as Max layed down eyes already closing, 

“Jake is sick?” Max asked about as panicked as he could, trying to get back out of bed. Whippet placed a comforting hand on Maxs shoulder pinning him to the bed 

“Yeah but he's okay, Chappo is checking on him now, why don’t you go back to sleep mate?” Whippet smiled softly looking at the younger boy laying on the bed, moving some sweaty hair from his face. Despite the flush in his checks Max was very pale, but him getting up this morning ment he was improving.  

A couple hours later Hoppo was knocking on the door, feeling guilty about failing to notice Jake had been working so hard and wanting to check on the four men working under him. 

“How are they holding up?” Hoppo asked 

“Max’s fever finally broke this afternoon and he left his bed for a few minutes so major improvement, and Jake was able to keep down a couple bites of soup this afternoon.” Chappo informed his boss tiredly, 

“And how are you two?” Hoppo would not let his team get hurt or sick again on his watch,

“We are fine Hop.” Chappo said sharing a look with Whippet, 

“Mhm. Get some sleep, I can watch the boys for a few hours and Ill have some food ready when you wake.” Hoppo’s voice left no room for argument, leaving Chappo and Whippet to fall asleep on the still put together blanket fort. 

…

“Hop?” A tired voice asked from the doorway revealing Max small frame, 

“Hi mate, how ya feeling?” Hoppo asked as he watched Max make his way to the couch, around a sleeping Whippet and Chappo. 

“Like death microwaved me twice.” Hoppo let a small smile play across his features. 

“A shower would help.” Hoppo said gently and Max agreed, rising slowly, 

“Don’t tilt your head back, call if you need help and leave the door open.” Hoppo commanded, leaving the young boy no room to argue. 

As Max finished showering Whippet woke up, 

“Whip?” Hoppo asked as the blonde looked around like he couldn't quite place where he was, then understanding dawned on his features as he spotted Max coming out of the bathroom, hair still wet. 

“Better?” Whippet asked Max who jumped at the sudden volume change, 

“Thanks Whip.” Max said turing to go to the kitchen picking up a knife, 

“Max no. The lot of you are on bed rest.” Hoppo said, taking the knife from him, turning so he could finish dinner. Slowly Chappo woke up both to the TV noise and the smells entering the house. 

“Morning sleeping beauty,” Whippet said cheekily. Chappo groaned and rolled over, sitting up startled when he saw Max sitting watching TV. 

“Max!” Chappo shouted a little to loud making everyone else flinch

“Oi, Mate, still sick.” Max mumbled smirking slightly 

“Boys dinner.” Hoppo called smirking 

“Dinner?” A new voice crocked out, Jake was now leaning against the doorframe, eyes a little hazy, while he took a look at his discombobulated living room. His flatmate was there, which checked out, but so were two of his coworkers and his boss.  

“Dinner, Hoppo confirmed.” 

… 

A week later Jake and Max where back on for their first shift in a long time, 

“THERE HERE!!” The lifeguard team cheered and clapped as Jake and Max opened the door to the lifeguard tower. Confetti was thrown and cheers passed around. 

“Alright boys, let's take care of eachother and have a good day out there.” Hoppo clapped, as the boys smiled and got to work. 

From then on the boys in blue took care of each other a little more closely than before. If one wasn't feeling good the others covered his shift and made him go home, coming by after work until the sick man was better. The lifeguards already a close knit bunch become even closer.

THE END

This is my first fanfic! If its awful I am so sorry:)

[whumpetywhump]

CPR/Defib Scenes

Someone just asked me for a list of all the CPR/Defib scenes that I know of so I’ll do my best to list them here.

The following are all scenes that I have giffed: Chimera Ep. 15, Confession Ep. 6, Flower Of Evil Ep. 5 (CPR+Defib), He Is Psychometric Ep. 15, Hello Monster Ep. 16 (very brief), High & Low Season 2 - Ep. 6, Jirisan Ep. 11, Killer And Healer Ep. 30+31, Life On Mars Ep. 7, Money Flower Ep. 2, Prison Playbook Ep. 2 (although this is fake), Triangle Ep. 16, When A Man Loves Ep. 17 (I haven’t actually giffed the CPR though), White Christmas Ep. 4

All of these are linked and depicted in further detail on my whump spreadsheet which can be found here. It includes every gif I’ve ever made. If you press CTRL+F, it will give you a search bar where you can search ‘CPR’ or any key word you like and find the results.

The following are just scenes that I can list off the top of my head: Mad Dog Ep. 12, King Of Pigs Ep. 12, Bulgasal: Immortal Souls Ep. 6, Triage Ep. 2+4+6+10, Game Of Outlaws Ep. 16, Medical Examiner Dr Qin Ep. 3, Be Reborn Ep. 25, Cupid’s Last Wish Ep. 8, God’s Quiz Ep. 8+10

I know there are also scenes in S.C.I: Journal Of Mysterious Cases and First Responders but I can’t remember which episodes.

I hope this helps :)

[jackjones-cpr]

CPR and Defib on man

[cprdefibs]

this man coded in the icu after being a victim of house fire. due to low oxygen in his body, his heart can’t continue beating. doctors tried their efforts to resuscitate him with cpr and defib, but, it was too late.

[bluesfreakingart]

Draw your Jervis in a teacup, tea being poured from the previous and overflowing to the next!!

[defib-man]

New version 💨💨💨⚡️⚡️⚡️

[final-bae-stination]

It's Okay To Cry (Bondi Rescue)

Prompt: Harrison, who is usually not the type to show negative emotion, breaks down in front of Maxi after a resus gone wrong.

Third Person POV Harrison saw members of the public dragging a man from the water. He leapt from the Rhino, racing over and shouting in his radio, "Rhino to Central, a man's been pulled from the water, I need the defib!" He grabbed the man's shoulders, helping the two men holding him place him on the dry sand, beginning compressions. He counted under his breath, trying to hope that he could get him back. Whippet was suddenly next to him, Deano behind him. "Get to 30 and Deano will take over and I'll put the defib on." Whippet said. "25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30." Harrison removed his hands, and Whippet and Deano set the defib up, turning the machine on. The man wasn't breathing, wasn't moving, and Harrison started getting a sick feeling as they tried to find a rhythm and couldn't. The EMTs were just coming down Campbell Parade. "Do not touch the patient," The machine said, and Deano having been doing compressions, and Whippet, keeping the guy steady, moved their hands, pausing.

"No rhythm detected." Deano swore, resuming compressions as Whippet got the machine started again. Again it said not to touch the patient, and Deano and Whippet moved. It's already been five minutes.

"No rhythm detected." Deano sat back. "We have to call it." Harrison felt his world stop moving. "No. No, no, he..." He panted, sitting on his knees and heels. The EMTs arrived then, and Deano passed the man's body to them. Harrison was numb. He's dealt with a few resuses before, and sometimes, they didn't make it, but it was still hard. He blinked, staring at the sand, a deep imprint where the boy had been. He didn't hear the bustle of the crowd that had formed disappearing, didn't hear Deano packing away the defib. Whippet touched his arm. "Come on." He was silent on the way to the Tower, silent when he entered. He was pretty sure he was...what's the word? Dissociating? Something like that. Everything felt numb and distant, like he was underwater and too tired to reach the surface. Tears burned his eyes, and he struggled to keep them back. He sat at the desk, hearing faint words, but not catching the meaning. Maxi was suddenly there, grabbing Harrison's hands, rubbing his thumbs along his palms. "It's okay to cry, Hutz. None of is will judge you." And Harrison bawled, like a little kid, wishing he could've saved the man, horrified that he couldn't. Maxi wrapped him in a hug, whispering things that Hutz couldn't hear over his own sobs.

Someone put a hand on his back, and he heard Chappo's voice. "Shift's almost over, Hoppo said to just take him home." "Okay," Maxi said, standing and pulling Harrison up.

The team was still gathered, and they looked at Hutz soflty. "Hey." Whippet touched his arm as he passed. "It's oaky. We can't save everyone, okay?" "Kay." Hutz said. "Love you, Hutzy!" Jethro shouted from the locker room. "Love you."

As Hutz sat in the car, headed home, he thought, I'm not alone. And Whippet's right. We can't save everyone. But I will be better.

[lonelynpc]

20 Songs Other Than Stayin' Alive I've Heard People Sing/Play During CPR to Measure Compressions

(cpr should be 100-120 compressions/minute)

dancing queen by abba: 101 bpm.

everybody (backstreet's back) by the backstreet boys: 108 bpm.

head like a hole by nine inch nails: 115 bpm.

good lookin' by dixon dallas: 107 bpm.

thriller by michael jackson: 118 bpm.

the call by the backstreet boys: 104 bpm.

mayonaka no door / stay with me by miki matsubara: 108 bpm.

unwritten by natasha bedingfield: 100 bpm.

never gonna give you up by rick astley: 113 bpm.

9 to 5 by dolly parton: 105 bpm.

kung fu fighting by carl douglas: 102 bpm.

i'll make a man out of you from the mulan soundtrack: 114 bpm.

fruit salad by the wiggles: 120 bpm (original).

ring of fire by johnny cash: 104 bpm.

bezos i by bo burnham: 115 bpm.

bezos ii by bo burnham: 100 bpm.

hey sexy lady by shaggy: 102 bpm.

the choice is yours (revisited) by black sheep: 101 bpm.

girls & boys by blur: 120 bpm.

getcha head in the game by drew seeley (troy bolton): 113 bpm.

might add more because there's so many but i feel like this is a nice mix. maybe i'll make a cpr playlist idk.

below the cut is a little guide to first aid.

always remember: DRS ABCD

Danger: is there danger, this can include vehicles, gas, power lines or cords, etc, to yourself bystanders and/or the patient? yes: do not put yourself or others in danger. call for help. no: continue. Response*: is the patient responsive? do they respond to you when you speak loudly and clearly? squeezing their shoulders? yes: ask them if you can help them**, check for injuries, continue to assess response and breathing. call for help if needed and if given permission. no: continue. Send for help: get somebody to call an ambulance or call them yourself, send somebody for a defibrillator if possible, or shout for help. be loud. "i need help over here!" "does anyone know first aid?" how to avoid the bystander effect: address people directly. "you in the red shirt, call an ambulance." "hey, person in the green jumper, find and grab the nearest defib." Airway: open the mouth, check for obstructions such as vomit, water, food, etc. is there an obstruction? yes: roll them onto their side and let it drain or fall from their mouth, or gently sweep it from their mouth with your fingers, if possible. check to make sure it is clear before continuing. no: continue. Breathing: tilt the head back. place your ear above the mouth and nose to listen for breath sounds and feel the breath on the side of your face, face the chest and place your hand on their chest to see and feel if it is rising and falling. is your patient breathing normally? yes: place them in the recovery position, continue to monitor response, breathing and check for injuries. if they stop breathing normally, start CPR. no: continue. CPR: chest compressions:rescue breaths, 30:2 at 100-120 bpm. 5-6cm (2-2.5 inches) depth. if possible, ask people to take over for you when you are tired. 2 minute "shifts" are recommended to prevent fatigue and maintain effectiveness. check for breathing with each rescue breath. in the event of drowning, give five initial rescue breaths before beginning chest compressions. if you notice obvious signs of life such as breathing, moving, coughing, talking, stop cpr and place the patient in recovery position. continue to monitor breathing and assess for response and injuries. Defibrillate: if somebody is with you, get them to remove clothing on the chest and place the pads as per instructions while you continue compressions (maintain patient dignity, limit the people around, etc), or do it yourself if it is only you. follow defib instructions, continue cpr as instructed. do not touch the casualty when the defib is delivering the shock, clearly announce to anyone with you, "do not touch the patient. everyone stand back. all clear?" and wait for everyone to confirm before delivering the shock, announce that you are delivering the shock, "delivering shock now." have somebody record the time the shock was delivered each time, if possible, this will help paramedics and medical staff later. i wave my hands over the chest without touching them then hold my hands up so they are visible. if you notice obvious signs of life such as breathing, moving, coughing, talking, stop cpr and place the patient in recovery position with defib pads still in place in case you need to use it again. continue to monitor breathing and assess for response and injuries. always loudly and clearly state what you are doing. "starting chest compressions," "checking for breathing," "i'm just rolling you onto your side," etc. continue cpr until: you are too tired to continue, you notice obvious signs of life, aed prompts you to remove your hands, somebody else can take over, an ambulance arrives, or the scene becomes unsafe.

*remember COWS! this is, "Can you hear me?", "Open your eyes for me," "What is your name?" and "Squeeze my hands." make sure you hold both hands when asking them to squeeze your hands in case they have had a stroke.

**if a responsive casualty does not give consent, do not do it, don't call an ambulance for a responsive casualty unless they consent either. i know you want to help and there's a lot of adrenaline involved but if they don't want your help, respect that. if they become unresponsive or unconscious, run through DRS ABCD again.

i definitely recommend getting your first aid certificate if you're able. it could save a life.

[purity-in-heart]

An honest question, but, just out of curiosity...

I know some female cardiophile users in this community, especially those who are into defibs and resus, like the idea of a big strong man talking to you subtly with a certain voice or something. I can understand that, actually, however, I'm a bit curious about something: How do you feel about the idea of a young man who yearns the touch of a woman under the promise of being gentle, somebody who's never had the chance to explore or feel even a pretty girl's heart beating beneath their chest. Something in contrast to what I usually read on here, pertaining other people's fantasies. I guess there could be a bit of a charm or even wholesomeness to the notion, besides/beyond intimacy?

If this question came off as, idk, weird or something, please just tell me and I'll just delete this. Thank you.