Drama Calldown

Entries categorized as ‘Uncategorized’

Something in the Water

May 14, 2008 · 2 Comments

Very odd weekend this past one. Our facility, St. Francis of the New Way, is a teaching hospital, which means we have residents aplenty. Generally, the ICU attendings do a pretty good job of teaching them not to do dumb/goofy/useless things, but sometimes things slip through. Sometimes it’s not even (entirely) their fault. Observe:

Teaching Case #1:

80-ish year old man, no history of lung trouble, big history of heart trouble. He comes over to the ICU from a telemetry bed because he’s having trouble breathing (stop me if you’ve heard this one). Despite the heart trouble, he was reasonably active before admission (if I recall, he was in with new-onset afib), but he is a DNR. Auscultation reveals markedly diminished airflow bilaterally, with wheezes and crackles in the remainder.
Do you:
A. Put the patient on some reasonable CPAP (say, 8cm H2O) as tolerated.
B. Diurese, perhaps with some Lasix, and restrict intake
C. Write an order for q6 albuterol/atrovent with first dose now and fail to give a heads-up to the nurse, RT or clerk so that the order isn’t seen for a good four hours, turning “now” into “when the patient is comfortable and sound asleep.”

Teaching Case #2:
40-something male discharged within the last week after a pulmonary embolus, admitted about 12 hours ago after waking up that morning with shortness of breath that didn’t go away. He has a history of pretty severe COPD after smoking 2 packs a day for 15 years (and maybe a touch of alpha-1) and is on home oxygen and treatments. His nurse sees him in increasing respiratory distress and calls the rapid response nurse for evaluation, who calls us to draw an ABG and do a treatment. On examination, patient is markedly dyspneic, mildly retracting, and fatiguing but still in good spirits. Breath sounds are diminished with no particular improvement after DuoNeb. Blood gas reveals a pCO2 over 90. Normal, perhaps for him, you might say, but the pH of 7.2 then laughs at you, as does his pO2 of 45. The RT covering that floor and myself both recommend NPPV and transfer from the general floor to the ICU. If you are the rapid response nurse and resident, do you:
A. Say “Absolutely, because we might end up having to intubate him” and get the patient transferred
B. Say “That was a venous draw, even though you saw it pulse into the syringe”, get a repeat ABG in an hour, dismiss that one as a venous draw too and say, “Well, he’s probably got a PE, so BiPAP is contraindicated” to the general bewilderment of everyone within earshot
C. Sit on the patient for three hours until he is as red as a stop sign, can’t speak, is using accessory muscles to the point that he looks like he’s doing crunches sitting bolt upright in the bed and is pretty much obtunded, at which point you order YET ANOTHER ABG
D. When those ABG results come back worse than the first set, call the resident and agree with him when he says “I don’t want to call the attending and wake them up for at least another hour since I don’t have anything else to discuss with them”
E. All of B,C, and D above.

Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: , , ,

And, we’re off!

May 6, 2008 · 1 Comment

Well, we’re off to a roaring start, aren’t we? The truth is, I just haven’t worked much since I decided to start this, and even when I’ve been their, our census and acuity have been in the toilet. No work = no interesting patients. However, here’s some irony for you.

I usually work every other Tuesday. It’s a schedule that’s been in place for a couple of years now, and has been steady through different scheduling protocols and programs and so forth. This month, though, I got switched from one of my Tuesdays to a Monday for no apparent or admissible reason. This, of course, had the net effect of making one Tuesday short and one Monday overstaffed. As soon as I saw the schedule, I talked to the manager about it, who promptly sent an email to the scheduler, who promptly ignored/forgot about it. I followed up again a couple of weeks ago, with more concern, because the Mondays are spreading on my next schedule. Again, prompt email and prompt failure to communicate. So Monday rolls around and I call in. Childish? Maybe. But it was only partially in protest. Swear to God.

Then Tuesday comes and lo and behold, I get the midafternoon phone message, “Can you work tonight? We’re short.”

Short, huh? Check your email. I bet someone wants to work.

I promise, this should get more interesting as soon as our census pick up.

Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: ,

In the beginning…

April 24, 2008 · 1 Comment

He’s a respiratory therapist fed up with excuses for mediocrity!  She’s a registered nurse who’s wondering if the stress of colleagues is worth the satisfaction of the job!  Together, they’ll be unstoppable in the blogosphere!

Well, it’s good to aim high, anyway.  After reading some of the excellent medical blogs that are around, my wife said to me, “Hey, you like to do computer stuff.  We should make one of these.”  And so it was done.  We hope that this is will sometimes entertain you, sometimes inform you, sometimes help you blow off steam while we are.  It’s not going to be perfect.  There might be foul language, there might be things you don’t agree with.  But it will be honest, and it should be fun.  Feel free to let us know what you think as we go.

Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: