By Chelsea Biondolillo

Amid the caroling of monitors, the doctors try to explain the hopelessness of the situation without saying the word hopeless—they seem to say every other word, and I am sure there must be a line in a textbook somewhere that says, “Hope is not within or without our purview.”

They use a lot of numbers: 10% heart function, 23 shocks to resuscitate, 55 minutes without blood flow.

It is not their job to give up, not when there are still fluids to pump into and out of him. They will keep the bellows going until someone cries mercy.

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