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Personal Narrative: A Day In New York City Hospital
Once the ambulance arrived, I didn’t want her to leave my arms. The EMT’s grabbed her, and immediately tried CPR. That didn’t work, and she was not responding to anything. The investigators come over to me and the other people that looked for her, and witnessed everything. They asked us a few questions to hear what happened, and see if we needed anything. My EMT’s took my fiance to the hospital, and I went with them. Once we arrived to the hospital, they told me I need to go home,and get a nice hot shower with lots of soap because I had blood all over me. It was a wintry day in New York City. I was laying down in bed ,which was super warm, when I heard the melodic music of my phone. I looked at my phone to see who was calling me. Of course,
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