From Alexandra Hunt <[email protected]>
Subject Pack and go
Date September 12, 2022 9:15 PM
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It’s time for billionaire developers to be sent packing You are receiving this email as one of Alexandra’s most engaged followers. If you no longer wish to receive emails or updates, please click the “unsubscribe” link below. Help Alexandra send the developers who threaten our cities packing. Because public hospitals should never be converted into luxury condos. CONTRIBUTE NOW TO HELP Hi John, One time, as an EMT, I was called to a house because a father was having a heart attack. I knew he was a father because I walked past his 15-year-old daughter. She was huddled against the kitchen counter as we filed through with our medical supplies and a stretcher, reaching the bedroom where he was unconscious. I remember looking at that young girl and thinking that this could end up being the worst day of her life. In the EMS world, we have a code phrase “pack and go.” We use it whenever we arrive at a situation that requires immediate urgency—and we don’t want family members to sense our panic too. I started CPR on the floor and everyone moved around me to get the father into the ambulance without interrupting my compressions. Good work, Hunt, my chief called. You're moving blood all the way to his fingertips. I nodded at him, but I knew the clock was ticking. Once we had the father connected to our EKG, I checked my pace. 100 bpm. Eleven minutes to the hospital, my driver called from the front, flicking on the lights and sirens. I kept my rhythm going on my compressions, repeating in my head staying alive, staying alive, ah, ah, ah, ah …. We’re supposed to switch who on the team gives chest compressions once every five cycles. But I knew I’d have to maintain my 100 bpm on the monitor for the full eleven minute ride. We got to the hospital, and I stayed on the father’s chest as they rolled us into the trauma room. Nurses and doctors moved around me until a nurse appeared at my elbow and informed me she was going to relieve me on the next breath. Staying alive, staying alive, ah, ah, ah, ah *switch* …. I walked out into the parking lot with my whole body tingling from fatigue, and I saw the 15-year-old girl helping her mother walk towards the hospital from the parking lot. She had aged a lot since the kitchen. She recognized me and asked in a shaky voice, ...is he? He's still being worked on, I said quickly. That's the best news you can hope for right now. She nodded grimly, hoisted her mother up, and walked into the hospital. Her father went home with them three days later. A longer ambulance ride would’ve changed this story’s happy ending. The death of Hahnemann hospital, Philly’s only public hospital, has done exactly that—longer ambulance rides, multi-bus treks to the next closest ER, and disjointed care for thousands of Hahnemann’s largely low-income patients who are now displaced has changed the outcomes for countless Philadelphians. How many more patients haven’t made it? How many more EMT trips have ended in tragedy? How many more “pack and gos” have failed because Hahnemann was forced to pack and go? We need Hahnemann back. Philadelphia needs more hospitals, not fewer. But Hahnemann’s future is dangling by a thread... Hahnemann’s former owner is trying to push through a deal in bankruptcy court that would turn Hahnemann into luxury condos. So the ultra-rich would have their new condos—and the people of Philadelphia who’ve lost their healthcare will be shit out of luck. There’s not much time left to save Hahnemann. I’m in the trenches trying to keep our community hospital available. But I can't do this alone. Can you contribute $5, $10, or whatever you can afford to join the fight to save Hahnemann—and all the lives it saves? Contribute Now Billionaire developers shouldn't be allowed to tear down our hospitals for empty parking lots and luxury condos. It's time to send the real estate developers packing, Alexandra FOLLOW ALEXANDRA ON Paid for by Friends of Alexandra Hunt CONTRIBUTE Alexandra M. Hunt | P.O. Box 5615, Philadelphia, PA 19129 Unsubscribe [email protected] Update Profile | Constant Contact Data Notice Sent by [email protected] in collaboration with Try email marketing for free today!
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