Miracles still happen!

It was the day after Thanksgiving and Eric and I and another crew member were on call 6pm-midnight. Nothing had gotten toned out all day and we were beginning to think we were not going to get a call that shift. We had just sat down to eat when we heard the tones drop for a 61 year old male that was unconscious and not breathing and that CPR instructions were being given to the family members on scene. The residence was right down the road so we jumped in the medic unit and headed down the road lights flashing and sirens screaming. When we got there we already had another member on scene that had taken over CPR for the family. We got a quick report of what was going on then set to work alternating CPR rotations, inserting a breathing tube, getting an IO established, placing the patient on a cardiac monitor, and starting the rounds of drugs that we would give. In no time at all we had 10 people on scene working tirelessly to bring this man back. After 25 minutes of working on him the Paramedic got up to talk to the family and tell this man's wife that we were going to have to call his death because there was nothing else that could be done. I was so disappointed! We had so many people on scene and circumstances could not have gotten any better. I started praying for this man and his family; pleading with God to give us a pulse back. Just as the Paramedic came back into the room to tell us that we could discontinue treatment I heard Eric say, "We got a pulse!" Praise God! We all knew that the likelihood of us getting this man back after 25 minutes was very small, but I also knew that God still works miracles and am so thankful that he chose to bless us with one that day! As of today this man is doing fine!