Saturday, January 21, 2006

Triage Tales 3

This is the only specialty where you get to go on rounds at 12 midnight.


Edit: After 15 minutes I realized that this may not be true after all. Of course there is the MICU consultant calling his team to go on rounds at 3 am; the Ortho duty team at 4:30am; and so on and so forth.

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. All similarities to people, places, things and events are coincidental by nature.

A 42 year old male is rushed to the ER cyanotic and gasping. Amidst all the chaos of intubation, running a code, and asking the companions to complete the preliminary paperwork, the patient's aunt declares that her nephew had been "a good boy" for quite some time now.

The companions - aunt, cousin and wife - were panicking to no end.

And the code was unsuccessful, patient having been unresponsive for at least 15 minutes.

When the patient was pronounced dead, the aunt suddenly transforms from doting surrogate to frustrated authority figure. "I told him not to take shabu anymore, but he wouldn't listen."

So much for being a good boy. We sign out the patient as a questionable death, with a possible exit of Fatal Arrhythmia 2 to Methamphetamine Intoxication.

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