#female resus

[aierhotties]

Clare, time of death, 0957.

[heartpleasurre]

𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 : 𝗗𝗶𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹02

𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 : 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲

[akradekra]

From the manhua "The Player", Chapter 4

(Be warned, it may take a while to find it through Google search)

[nicklasmuller]

Young college cheerleader suffered a heart attack

[monzerratecrp]

New video Defibralation and resus

[m2mproduction]

NURSE HEART ATTACK PT. 3 ⚡️

Alice was laying on the bed, her heart had just started to beat again. The monitor was showing a sinus rhythm while she was breathing through the ventilator. All of a sudden the alarm started and the monitor showed asystole again. The doctor immediately entered the room and started cpr. After a few cycles he removed the hospital gown and left Alice's chest completely naked. The resuscitation continued with cpr and lot of defibrillation until the nurse finally regained a sinus rhythm.

[beckresuscpr]

[hiddendreamsstuff]

Content: time called, intentional overdose, compressions, defibrillations, intubation, devastated lover.

I found you in the tub with an empty bottle on the side. Your head has slid down the side of the tub and your nose is just above the water. Your hair floats around you. I don’t know if you expected me home or not- but here I am, finding you in this state. Terror washes over me.

My initial panic quickly dissolves into action… I call 911 immediately and give them the address. I pull the drain on the tub and I lay the towel out. I put my leg in the water, shoe and all, as I reach under your arms and hug you in towards me pulling you over the edge of the tub. I would have fallen over if not for the rubber of my shoe catching me, but my phone falls into the water with 911 still on the line, as I step out and lay you down to the ground. Your perfect body is completely still and I freeze again watching as your unmoving breasts gaze back at me.

Again, I am pulled to action and find myself on my knees with my ear just above your breast, my cheek on the soft skin and breast tissue itself. It is no surprise that I hear nothing, but my terror increases. “How long have you been like this?” I think to myself, my own breathing quickening. I quickly override my fear and move to your mouth and open it while lifting your neck; with my other hand I pinch your nose and seal my lips onto yours before blowing in. It does not seem you have ingested water as the breath makes your chest rise and fall, but your wet body is glistening under the harsh lights of the bathroom.

Now the moment I have been dreading…. I straddle you and place the my heels of my hands between your nipples and push down hard on your sternum. I immediately feel your ribs bend and crack. I let out a whimper, but push myself to keep going. “One two three four five six seven eight nine ten…” I count outloud trying to keep my mind focused on the movement and not the panic.

Tears stream down my face as I continue compressions followed by more exhalations into your lungs, your chest rising into mine as I do so. I put my ear to your naked chest just to be sure there is no pulse, as if that was not obvious already. “Nothing… nothing… fuck!” I whisper. I continue pressing deeply into your chest pumping your heart, your stomach rising into my own pelvis. I realize I have no other tools to save you; the ambulance is supposed to be on its way, my phone still in the tub I can’t tell how long I have even been doing this…. “Come on baby…” I scream out loud, but think to myself “how could you do this to me?”

I continue this process for what seems like forever until I hear the sirens followed by the front door being banged in. I don't stop, even though ever muscle in my body is burning and my heart is pounding. As I am breathing into you again, a medic pushes me out of the way and puts an ambu bag on you while a woman starts pumping your chest hard and fast. It is only out of shear exhaustion that I let them take over- I dont have the strength to fight them... I fall backwards into the side of the tub at your feet and let out a blood curdling scream, which does not phase your rescuers at all.

Your body is under their control now as they begin hooking you up to the monitor with leads and they assess your airway. They quickly decide to intubate you because you have been down for at least 15 minutes, which really means I have been working on you for 15 minutes prior to their arrival... who knows how long you have really been unconscious...

The woman continues pumping until the man takes a plastic hook and places it down your throat followed by a tube. He yells, "I'm in" and the woman begins pumping again. Another medic is monitoring your heart rate on the screen. They yell out for the woman to stop compressions for a pulse check. "Not shockable. Continue compressions," they say.

The medic notices the bottle on the floor and starts to question me about how much you took. All I can do is shake my head that I don't know. "How long was she down before you called?" I shake my head again. I am totally useless now that I have stopped working on you. The medic shakes their head, "Lets try some Narcan...," they say as they take a syringe out of the bag.

The woman never stops pumping and I am mesmerized by the continuous up and down motion of the compressions. . I watch your breasts cave in towards each other with intrigue. I barely notice the man who is bagging you at this point, but see your chest inflate occasionally. Nothing feels real right now.

After the medic inserts the syringe in your arm, followed by another they say, "epi is in, narcan is in- continue compressions for 30 seconds and we will do a pulse check and switch positions". Compressions are paused and the man and woman switch places. "Okay, we have a shockable rhythm. Going to shock her at 200j!" The medic takes the paddles and places them on your chest. "CLEAR!" Your chest jumps jump off the ground, your tiny breasts peaks of a mountain.... you fall back to the ground. "Nothing, shocking at 300! CLEAR!" Again, I watch your torso shoot up to the sky and fall back down. "Nothing continue compressions!" The man takes over and forces your chest into the ground even harder, crushing your chest and my soul at the same time.

I whimper and cry quietly as I watch. The team continues this routine for another fifteen minutes after the first round of shocks. They shock you two more sets of times, give numerous syringes of drugs, and endless compressions before the medic says "We have been working on her for 20 minutes and there were 15 before that. She has been a-systole for 8. We have shocked her 5 times at 360 and she is maxed out on drugs. Her total down time is unknown" says the medic... The others stare at them unsure what to say as I continue to be motionless in the corner of the room. "I think we have to call it" says the woman as she compresses your chest, having switched back to her initial position. She stops pumping and slowly pulls her hands back across your chest, her fingers brushing your nipples which are hard and erect from the cold air.

"No! NO! YOU CAN'T STOP!" I scream as I jump up and put my hands on your chest and start pushing down violently. The woman places her hand on my hand and says softly, "She is gone baby. I'm so sorry" as I continue pumping for a moment. I then collapse onto you, my head on your chest; my tears drop onto your breast and roll down the side. A police officer who I did not even notice had arrived tries to pull me off of you, but the woman stops him. "Let her be for now" she says as she strokes my hair from above....

[heartsydraw]

Another FULL resus animation. A CA follows a girl’s cardio workout, she falls and is out of breath…soon she enters arrest 💓 Her top is cut off as resus begins

[heartpleasurre]

𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 : 𝗗𝗶𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹02

𝗦𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗲 : 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗲

[akradekra]

From the manhua "Weak Point", Chapter 68

(manhua have a lot of good CPR scenes)

[monzerratecrp]

[m2mproduction]

HOME ARREST

Alice was waiting at home for his boyfriend to come back from work when suddenly she felt an excruciating pain in her chest. In a second she fell down on the floor unconscious and without a pulse. Luckily for her, his boyfriend was about to enter the house. When he arrived he found Alice laying on the floor and immediately rush to help her. He discovered she had no pulse and he started CPR while calling 911. When paramedics arrived they started resuscitation on site and in the end they brought her back to life.

[beckresuscpr]

[hiddendreamsstuff]

Jenny's Poolside Resus

*for @cprdefibloverr

You’re in the kitchen getting a bottle of wine for us, well a second one to be exact. It’s very warm out and I’ve drank quite a bit already. I decided to go jump in the pool to cool off and walk over the other diving board. As I’m standing at the end of the board about to walk forward to jump in, I start to feel dizzy. 

The world starts to spin and I try to steady myself against my own knees but this makes it more difficult to stand on the narrow board. I try to turn around to get off of it, but before I know it I’m losing my footing and falling into the pool. On my way down my head hits the diving board and I’m unconscious before I even hit the water….

My body sinks with gravity into the water, a big splash behind me. My lungs exhale the last of the air in them and large bubbles rise to the surface of the water. I keep sinking and the water fills up my lungs and stomach. Finally when there is no more air I begin to float upwards and end up face down in the pool, my long brown hair spread out around me. 

You come out, wine bottle in hand and look around for me. It takes a moment before your eyes land on my floating body at the deep end of the pool. “Jenny? JENNY!” You scream as you drop the bottle on the grass and dive into the water. 

You grab me and pull me away from the diving board and flip me over. Its a struggle to swim me to the other end of the pool. My lips are a light blue already and I have a contusion on my head from the diving board. 

You finally manage to drag me to the stairs at the other end of the pool and lift me onto dry land. You place me down gently on the grass and  press your ear against my chest, hoping to hear the sound of my heart or the movement of my breath- but you hear nothing. 

You push on my bloated stomach to try and get the water out and it spills out of my mouth in small and then larger amounts. But I do not breathe. You check my pulse on my neck and find nothing. Then you violently rip off my pink bikini top and place your hands between my large c cup breasts; your middle finger grazing my right nipple. You press down hard- so hard- over and over and over again directly on my sternum. My breasts move with each compression, jiggling and wobbling, my nipples quickly becoming hard and erect with exposure to the air. 

You lean down close to my face t breathe into me: your lips sealed around mine with my head tilted upward, my chest rises and falls dramatically. Each breath sends a huff out of my mouth back into yours. You place your fingers on my neck hoping for some change, but you feel nothing. 

“Come on Jenny, stay with me baby! Stay with me!” you scream as you move back to pumping my chest. “Damnit, Jenny, wake the fuck up!” but my eyes remain closed and my chest remains still other than the movements you put into it. 

It occurs to you to call 911, but your phone is in the kitchen and you dont want to leave me here, dying in the sun. Luckily our neighbor hears you through the window screaming and sees you doing compressions and calls. It will take her a few minutes to come over, but she initiates the call without you knowing. 

…..

Behind my closed eyes, my mind is barely able to make sense of what is happening. My heart is beating only because two hands are pushing down and small amounts of oxygen get to my brain. “Save me baby, please save me. I don’t want to die”. Goes through my head, one word with each compression because my brain cant think in between them. When air comes in my lungs, my brain shuts down completely because there is no blood flowing through it. I am scared… so fucking scared.

….

You continue your well intentioned assault on me as you crush my chest and breathe for me. You beg me to wake up, but my heart is in total flatline. Suddenly you hear someone at the fence screaming your name. You barely look up but you catch a glimpse of our neighbor, Jane, as she jumps the fence in shorts and a tank top. 

“I heard you through the window and saw you doing compressions and I called 911. I’m here to help” she says breathlessly. “Let me take over compressions, you’re going to get tired” You look at her, with deep fear in your eyes. She places her hands on yours and you move yours out from under them. You lean down and breathe for me once more. 

… 

Jane’s hands are softer, but do equally hard compressions. I sense that there has been a change as fingers now graze my other breast, but otherwise have no idea what is going on. I just feel a sense of slipping away. “Come on, bring me back, don’t give up on me” drifts through my brain in broken phrases as blood is pumped through it.

….

Sirens in the distance bring both ease and renewed fear. They break the trance you are in as you and Jane switch off every other set of compressions and breathe for me. 

“What if they can’t bring me back?” 

“What if they say I am too far gone already?”

EMTs hop the fence and bring out the AED immediately and start the process of intubating me. You continue doing compressions and Jane watches from above providing them with a description of what she saw when she called. 

They shove a laryngoscope down my throat and then a tube follow it. I make gurgling sounds as they put the tube in and then attach an ambu bag to it. The other attaches leads to my chest and put the AED pads above my right breast and below my left on the side. The monitor reads a flatline so they set up an IV as well and inject epi and other drugs straight into me. I feel them being pumped up my arm from the pressure of your compressions. 

“Baby, you gotta come back to me” you grunt as you continue compressions. An EMT tries to take over, but you will not let them. 

Suddenly there is a squiggle on the screen and the EMT tells you to stop compressions so she can shock me. “Shocking at 250! Clear!” You reluctantly stop and lean backwards and watch as a jolt of electricity go across my chest causing my back to arch and my breasts to reach up to the sky. I slam back down and my breasts shake, but in a different way than with the compressions. 

“Shocking again at 300! Stand clear! Shocking!” Another bolt goes across and lifts my right shoulder and then my left side. I slam back down and the other EMT gives me breaths through the bag. 

“No change. Continuing compressions!” The EMT takes over compression and you watch as they work to save me. It’s killing you to watch me in this lifeless state right now. 

“Damn it Jenny, just breathe already!” you say as you pace back and forth. 

….

The shocks across my chest are painful and jarring. Death is supposed to be peaceful isnt it? I desperately want to come back but I feel I am losing control of that choice as each compression squeezes my heart between my breast bone and the ground. I worry that I am already dead and gone, but just stuck here. 

…..

“She is still flatline” the EMT who has been bagging me says after three more minutes of CPR. “Im giving her more epi” and drop the bag to work around the EMT giving compressions. 

“Continue CPR and then we will do another pulse check in one minute!” 

You continue to pace and Jane attempts to comfort you with no luck. I know you, you don’t like to be touched or comforted when you’re stressed. You kneel down next to me and place your hand on my thigh. “Please…. please Jen…”

At that moment my heart starts to fibrillate on the monitor. “Shocking at 360! Clear!…. again! Clear!” both shocks send my back arching even higher off the ground and cause me to land with an even greater impact than before. 

After I land my heart starts to beat again and I start to choke on the tube. “Baby!” you scream as they start to use a stethoscope on my chest and pull the tube out of my throat. 

…

My whole body is sore and feels like someone has broken my entire rib cage. I learn later its really just bruised deeply from the compressions, but I feel horrible. The pain is intense, but I feel your hand on my face after the tube is pulled out caressing my cheek and begging me to never do that again.