Code blue. Someone is in physical distress and requires immediate response. I recognize the room number. It is a chaplain’s multitask: run and pray. I stop at the door and watch the physicians work. A nurse ushers me closer to the bed. I take a deep breath and look at my friend Scott.
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I was assigned training at a rehabilitation center close to my home. The first day I walked the halls alone. Some rooms had the door open. Family and friends were visiting loved ones who were confined to beds, wheelchairs; in other rooms a patient was alone, recovering from a stroke or an injury, something surgeons and doctors could not …