Monday, February 25, 2013
You know, when we have a code, it involves using a crash cart. We run and get the crash cart, and crack the seal...this is the seal. Seems like this little piece gets thrown to the floor in all the trauma of the code...and usually I end up picking them up for some reason. Such a little piece of plastic, but so symbolic of a person's life...or death. This code was successful!! Hurrah!!
A lady's daughter came screeching out of a patient room, yelling, "This is an emergency!" I went tearing down there, ready to code the patient or whatever...and the patient said..."well, I may have to use the bedpan." Sigh...after a week of drama....sigh!!
Hope each of you has a great day today!