I don't usually work 5 shifts in a row. Now I know why. I got my butt kicked this weekend and now I am feeling it. Nevertheless, I have some entertaining experiences.
1: A 45 year-old male waddled his way into triage, and yes I mean waddle. This man weighed over 400 pounds. Come to find out the last time he weighed himself he came out at 435lbs. that is a big boy. Well, while telling the nurse he had back pain and a hard time breathing he passed out. One of the guy techs pushed the wheelchair back to Trauma A. After throwing monitors on him it showed he was in V-tach--VERY bad!! IV's were started, drugs pushed, and the man shocked 3 times--all while still in the wheelchair. I have never ran a code from a wheelchair before. It took 4 people on each limb to lift him to the bed--even then he pushed the mattress off and they had to roll him back into position. After getting his heart rate back to normal he woke up. Just started talking to us like he just didn't have a heart attack. They rushed him up to Cath Lab. If he was 2 pounds heavier the cardiologist would not have been able to help him. Even then they had to make up the drug dosages as they went. This guy had some guardian angels with him though. If he had coded walking into the ER, in triage, or had not sat down in the wheelchair he would have died right there. Please become a individual who weighs over 400 pounds!!
2: Traumas have been scarce lately. Good for the people I suppose. Boring for work. Well last night that all changed. We had trauma after trauma after trauma. I could have sworn they saved them all up for one night on purpose. My first one of the day was an intelligent lady who hit a cop on the freeway then kept going and managed to hit something else and flip her car. She came in completely disoriented, repetitive, and screaming at God over and over and over. "I'm on fire!!" "Save me! Help me!" were only a few phrases yelled at me. Afer sending blood, scanning her from head to toe, and telling her over and over I can't give you pain meds until the cops talk to you, I found out she had broken basically everything in her body.
- A broken scapula--which take a TON of force to brake
- Multiple broken ribs
- Multiple broken vertebrate in her spine--some of them unstable with risk to her spinal cord.
- A subarchnoid brain bleed
- A grade 1 spleen laceration
- A pneumothorax--collasped lung that was filling with blood.
In order to put in a chest tube to drain the blood and fluid off her lung, I had to sedate her. Oh the fun. I love watching chest tubes being put in. The Doctor first clean everything, then after numbing the area makes an inch incision deep enough to pull the muscles in the chest apart. From there the tube is inserted and sewn into place. I guess I was standing at the wrong angle or the doctor put the tube in my direction on purpose. Either way once he inserted the tube blood shot out and flew about 3 feet in my direction. Without my quick reflexes i would have been hit head on with bloody fluid. On the joy. Needless to say she had a reason to hurt and will for a LONG time. I guess its what you get when driving under the influence.
3: We had poor lady come in last night just as looney as the rest of them. She was unique in the sense that she was carrying a kitten. You could hear the poor thing meowing down the hallway. That's the first time I've had a cat in the ER before!
4: The other night I had a poor 80 yr old woman come in who looked blue! Everything from her earlobes to lips to nose was a deep blue. Yeah she was sating 76% on Room Air. The normal in above 90%. After getting a picture of her chest her lungs were so full of fluid I am amazed she could breathe at all. I moved her to the trauma room after her sats dropped to 80%on 15L by a mask. It was only on Bipap, given multiple drugs to drain the fluid, and telling my doctor we needed to move that she gained some color back. She honestly looked like death when she came in. But with some help we got to the floor looking as pink and happy as ever. :D. Poor sick lady. I hope she is doing better.
5: I have never seen a thorancentisis--a procedure where a needle is inserted into the space between the lung tissue and the chest wall. One lady came in unable to breathe and in a lot of pain. After a chest x-ray and some prep we drained over a liter off this poor woman's lung with the LONGEST needle I have ever seen. The nasty yellow fluid was sent for tests and the lady was able to breathe again.
6: Just to show that injuries can occur where ever. A 2 yr old boy fell from his swing and landed right on his belly. As a result he basically broke his liver into 2 pieces. Such a brave little boy just sat there and whimpered as he was poked and laying on a flat bored for hours.
7: To continue with the night of traumas a guy about my age came in after being attacked with a screwdriver an a sludge hammer. Ouch!! He had multiple stabs wounds and number of bruises. A lot of them were superficial but one punctured down into the lung creating a bunch of air in his neck and causing some vascular damage as well. All this while giving a stranger a ride home--hoping to score from drugs. Oh how I love people!