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So I'm on night float for the trauma service this week, and up until last night it hasn't been too bad. But last night was one of those nights where your blood pressure just stays chronically up - dumb consult after dumb consult, everybody's blood sugar out of control, ER being painful, spinal cord injury transfer from outside hospital. Nothing too scary, nothing exciting, just a lot of annoying little stuff that meant I was scrambling all night long.
So this morning rolls around, we're running the list with the attendings, when the pager goes off. It's the nurse for a patient 3 weeks s/p 4-vessel CABG, with an infected sacral decub that we debrided a few hours ago.
NURSE: Hi, we just took our 8AM vitals, and Mr. Smith's pressure is 60/40, and his heart rate is in the 120's.
(keep in mind that we're running the list in a conference room on the other side of the hospital)
ME: [oh ****, he's probably bleeding, he's on aspirin and we did a pretty wide debridement, either that or maybe he had an MI]: Okay. I'm about a city block or two away, please hang a 500cc bolus of NSS and draw stat labs. I'm heading over now.
NURSE: I'm sorry, we can't do any of that without an order
ME: I know, I'm running over now, please just get the bolus hanging. I'll put in all the orders when I get there.
NURSE: I can't do that without an order
ME: JUST HANG THE FLUID - I'm coming over now...
So I arrive at the patient's room, and find the nurse sitting at the nurse's station chatting. No fluid bolus hanging - in fact, no fluids running at all. I unpacked the wound, ended up cauterizing a little bleeder...but what fried me was that the nurse refused to even GET UP AND GET THE SALINE BAG OUT OF THE CABINET without me leaving the patient's bedside to write the order! She just kept repeating "..you have to write the order first" .
Now granted, I understand the need for clear documentation, and I wouldn't have even been annoyed had she had the bolus and blood draw tubes ready when I arrived at the room, then given the bolus once I got there. But I was so tired and irritated this point that I didn't even bother arguing much because I was afraid I'd say something I'd regret...so I stopped the bleeding and the wrote out all the orders so the poor guy could get his fluid bolus and labs.
I've had such a great relationship with the surgical floor nurses on this rotation but this was just a rotten way to finish off an annoying call. Blah. I hate trauma sometimes.
So this morning rolls around, we're running the list with the attendings, when the pager goes off. It's the nurse for a patient 3 weeks s/p 4-vessel CABG, with an infected sacral decub that we debrided a few hours ago.
NURSE: Hi, we just took our 8AM vitals, and Mr. Smith's pressure is 60/40, and his heart rate is in the 120's.
(keep in mind that we're running the list in a conference room on the other side of the hospital)
ME: [oh ****, he's probably bleeding, he's on aspirin and we did a pretty wide debridement, either that or maybe he had an MI]: Okay. I'm about a city block or two away, please hang a 500cc bolus of NSS and draw stat labs. I'm heading over now.
NURSE: I'm sorry, we can't do any of that without an order
ME: I know, I'm running over now, please just get the bolus hanging. I'll put in all the orders when I get there.
NURSE: I can't do that without an order
ME: JUST HANG THE FLUID - I'm coming over now...
So I arrive at the patient's room, and find the nurse sitting at the nurse's station chatting. No fluid bolus hanging - in fact, no fluids running at all. I unpacked the wound, ended up cauterizing a little bleeder...but what fried me was that the nurse refused to even GET UP AND GET THE SALINE BAG OUT OF THE CABINET without me leaving the patient's bedside to write the order! She just kept repeating "..you have to write the order first" .
Now granted, I understand the need for clear documentation, and I wouldn't have even been annoyed had she had the bolus and blood draw tubes ready when I arrived at the room, then given the bolus once I got there. But I was so tired and irritated this point that I didn't even bother arguing much because I was afraid I'd say something I'd regret...so I stopped the bleeding and the wrote out all the orders so the poor guy could get his fluid bolus and labs.
I've had such a great relationship with the surgical floor nurses on this rotation but this was just a rotten way to finish off an annoying call. Blah. I hate trauma sometimes.