Sasha
Forum Chief
- 7,667
- 11
- 0
Today I had a clinical.
I thought I had lost my black cloud because we spent almost the entire clinical sitting around the station only leaving to pick up supplies from the main station. But at 7ish the tones FINALLY go off. 78 year old Difficulty breathing. I LOVE respiratory calls, I think the respiratory system is so interesting and amazing and it was my favorite chapter in our book.
Every respiratory call I've been on has been classic book patients. one or two worded sentences or something along those lines, helped by a mask, etc. We get there and the woman is screaming "I CANT BREATHE I CANT BREATHE" and grabbing and pulling at anything and everything. And she looked like crap. Cyanoticish, fingers were cold, tripoded, in general distress.
Her family standing around screaming at us to help her while we were on scene, etc. I had never had someone yell and scream at me like that before on clinicals. I got so stupid and clumsy due to nervousness. We were putting her on the stretcher while trying to put a NRB on her, which was promptly ripped off because she felt it was suffocating. Tried a Nasal cannula but it wasn't giving her ENOUGH air. In the truck we tried to give her a combivent, tried to coach her into inhaling it in deep breathes but she wouldn't take it because she felt like she was suffocating. I kept trying to get her to take take the combivent because I couldn't think of what to do next. Then we got to the hospital. The nurses weren't happy because in all of it, making a radio report had slipped my mind (and my preceptor didn't remind me, citing "Everyone has got to make that mistake sometime. Better to experience the scorn while you're still a student!")
I hate the helpless feeling of not being able to effectively treat the patient and get them to the hospital in BETTER condition. At the hospital we were rejoined by her family who just saw the "STUDENT" written on my shirt and the daughter flipped out, yelling at me and the preceptor that if her mother dies it would be because of the incompetence of a student treating a serious emergency and she would sue us both.
After that call, my preceptor let me go home early ( I don't know if it was because I was upset because I tried not to make it outwardly obvious or if it was because he didn't want to give my black cloud a chance to bring him another call.)
What would you have done for this call? Driving home I could kick myself as I started remembering what else could have been done. Solu-Medrol, Mag Sulfate, CPAP. ARGH!
Ask questions, and I'll answer to the best of my ability. Help me learn from this!
I thought I had lost my black cloud because we spent almost the entire clinical sitting around the station only leaving to pick up supplies from the main station. But at 7ish the tones FINALLY go off. 78 year old Difficulty breathing. I LOVE respiratory calls, I think the respiratory system is so interesting and amazing and it was my favorite chapter in our book.
Every respiratory call I've been on has been classic book patients. one or two worded sentences or something along those lines, helped by a mask, etc. We get there and the woman is screaming "I CANT BREATHE I CANT BREATHE" and grabbing and pulling at anything and everything. And she looked like crap. Cyanoticish, fingers were cold, tripoded, in general distress.
Her family standing around screaming at us to help her while we were on scene, etc. I had never had someone yell and scream at me like that before on clinicals. I got so stupid and clumsy due to nervousness. We were putting her on the stretcher while trying to put a NRB on her, which was promptly ripped off because she felt it was suffocating. Tried a Nasal cannula but it wasn't giving her ENOUGH air. In the truck we tried to give her a combivent, tried to coach her into inhaling it in deep breathes but she wouldn't take it because she felt like she was suffocating. I kept trying to get her to take take the combivent because I couldn't think of what to do next. Then we got to the hospital. The nurses weren't happy because in all of it, making a radio report had slipped my mind (and my preceptor didn't remind me, citing "Everyone has got to make that mistake sometime. Better to experience the scorn while you're still a student!")
I hate the helpless feeling of not being able to effectively treat the patient and get them to the hospital in BETTER condition. At the hospital we were rejoined by her family who just saw the "STUDENT" written on my shirt and the daughter flipped out, yelling at me and the preceptor that if her mother dies it would be because of the incompetence of a student treating a serious emergency and she would sue us both.
After that call, my preceptor let me go home early ( I don't know if it was because I was upset because I tried not to make it outwardly obvious or if it was because he didn't want to give my black cloud a chance to bring him another call.)
What would you have done for this call? Driving home I could kick myself as I started remembering what else could have been done. Solu-Medrol, Mag Sulfate, CPAP. ARGH!
Ask questions, and I'll answer to the best of my ability. Help me learn from this!