After watching such programs as "Grey's Anatomy" and "ER," people may come to the mistaken conclusion that hospital medicine is all sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. Not so. Case in point:
Last night, T-Vo was on call for the ICU. This can mean one of several things: frequent, annoying pages, emergencies requiring his immediate departure from home and preventing his return until the next day, and just garden-variety lifesaving in general. He received a call last night about a patient who was intubated, sedated, on a ventilator, and was being fed through a tube in his nose.
What was the problem, you may ask. Was he having a heart attack? Did he have a dangerous, potentially-fatal heart arrhythmia? Was he in multi-organ failure?
No. He was making stinky farts, and the floor staff couldn't take it anymore.
Never fear. He saved the day by changing the type of nutrition the guy was getting.
Yep. Medicine. Saving lives one day, fixing stinky farts the next. They should make that the motto of the AMA.
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