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I remind myself at the onset of compressions choosing hand this time over machine and its less kind less yielding resuscitations as squeezing air by Ambu-bag feels more like releasing a gift like a last wish emptied into lungs abandoned by breath Not too hard I remind the young trainee who pushes on her chest the rocking motion needing clay or doughTry not to crack the ribs I say though our poor soul won't care unless things work out yet we will respect the dead the more so while this hope still infects us Audio. Michael A. LaCombe, MD, Annals Associate Editor, reads "Let me stop when it is done," by D.A. Frater.