A medical student’s first trauma
“Code fifty-two, emergency room. Code fifty-two, emergency room,” blared over the loud speaker in the hospital. Simultaneously a chorus of beepers went off, like crickets on a sticky summer day.
I glanced down at my pager that echoed the same message “CODE 52, EMERGENCY ROOM.” The same message flashed across the screen three more times as I ran quickly down the main hallway. Code 52 meant trauma. I was about to …