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Murder She Wrote. Milk cartons and food were being<br />

thrown as the orderlies charged in to restore order.<br />

My body was pumped full of adrenaline, I stood up not<br />

knowing whether to run or find cover. John, continued to<br />

eat, oblivious to the chaos in the room, he had seen this<br />

many times before.<br />

Then, his hand started shaking and he clutched his fist<br />

tight around his plastic fork. The stress of the situation<br />

had triggered one of his seizures. His whole body had<br />

become stiff and was falling out of the chair. I caught him<br />

as he fell to the floor, his cheek slightly smeared with<br />

mash potatoes he began making a choking sound.<br />

“Orderly!!” I shouted.<br />

“Orderly!! Come quick!!” the chaos in the room<br />

overshadowed John’s plight. “Hang on buddy……”<br />

I whispered to him as I held him tight, his eyes rolling<br />

back into his head. I had no idea if he could hear me.<br />

“Order---uhh….!!!” Just as I shouted for help again, an<br />

orderly grabbed me from behind mistakenly thinking I<br />

was assaulting John as I knelt over him.<br />

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