Sometimes I don’t like people very much … AKA WWU
Wow … I’m sooo glad this weekend is over! Way too many recreational (=CODE for drug and alcohol related) injuries for my liking. There is a subtle (ummm, NOT!) difference in working at my ‘lil Country-Club ER … folks (including the drunk and/or high ones) expect superb customer service – even while they’re dropping ‘F-bombs’ and other ‘colorful-expressions’ loud enough to wake the dead …
AND (- let me set the stage): We were busy(!) … At one point, I was running my own rash and isolated-extremity injury clinic, all revolving-door style, when a patient in respiratory arrest arrived. [For you non-medical peeps – the person was NOT breathing/was ACTIVELY dying!] This patient, in any ER becomes top priority. As the entire team worked to stabilize the patient, I updated the remaining folks about the rationale behind their delay … It goes something like this: “I’m sorry. We have a patient that isn’t breathing, and it’s tying our staff and doctors up. Once stabilized, the doc will be in to see you right away …” I
actually had TWO separate patients/parties say, “Can’t someone else see me, isn’t there another doctor???” Wow! Really??? Even with the ‘dying person’ delay – those folks were in and out in UNDER 90 minutes (82 minutes to be exact – including registration!) … In what world does 5-day-old-itchy-rash come before NOT BREATHING?!? (FYI – no one managed to die in my ER this weekend.)
One final tip: If you put your call-light on to ‘ASK’ for MORE coffee in a busy ER, you’re not going to make any friends with the nursing staff … Just sayin’!!
[Shaking it off …] My week ahead: I’ll continue to work on dichro cab pieces. I had a couple more successes yesterday morning:
But right now, the sun is shining and my pool is calling me …