One parapgraph

My literature assignment this week was to write a paragraph in the style William Faulkner’s “Barn Burning”. Specifically to copy the style of the first paragraph, which you can read here. I offer you my one paragraph in this style. Thank you and enjoy.

The floor of the ambulance was caked with mud and snow. The man, laying on the aluminum wheeled bed, yellow and black in color, cold from the night air, and more: the floor littered with discarded  equipment previously sealed to keep implements sterile, a snake like hissing from the oxygen regulator full open, brushed steel instruments once clean now blood tinged lay about the counter space directly to the right, reminding them of the twice missed opportunity to secure an airway, failing to change the blue pallor back to pink, warm and dry- this, the laryngoscope with its light still on mocking them, turning their hope to grief, leaving one last solution, a vain attempt at respiration turning frustration to fear, fear that they will not be able to save this one. The medic could not see the fourth passenger, patiently sitting on the far end of the bench seat against the wall, but knew he was watching, the medic’s enemy  (our enemy, he thought with familiar melancholy: mine! My patient’s! He’s my patient!) , the Angel of Death sat waiting to gather what belonged now to him.


About Joel

I am a paramedic, firefighter and I work for an organ procurement organization. All stories related to work have been altered to HIPPA standards and for the protection of those involved. The personal stories are different. Photography, flying, aviation, hiking, camping, travel, geocaching, amateur radio are a few of my hobbies.
This entry was posted in EMS, musings, paramedic. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s