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Overheard in the breakroom last night: "Man, I gotta get the doc to write me a script for some Cipro. When I just went pee, it smelled so bad that I looked around to see if there was a nursing home geester Foley hidden in the trash can or something."
Posted by MonkeyGirl at 04:49
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Last night was cardiac night in my rooms.
First patient was a CPR in progress coming in via EMS.
"54 year old male has been experiencing chest pain and shortness of breath all week. Tonight he decided to get on the treadmill. Family reports he was on it for about 5 minutes when they heard the crash and went in and found him pulseless and apneic on the floor."
Our resuscitation was unsuccessful. Darwin wins that one.
Patient number 2 was a 58 year old man who was told after a positive stress test two months ago that he needed two stents, and was putting it off because it was too expensive. Tonight he comes in with a classic presentation STEMI. Door to balloon time: 75 minutes. At 0300, I'll take it. LAD 100% blocked, RCA almost 100%, both stented, dude's gonna be fine, 'cept for the angina when the bill comes.
His wife leaned over to kiss him goodbye as he went to the cath lab and I heard her whisper, "I told you so."
MonkeyGirl wins that one.
Posted by MonkeyGirl at 17:23