its saturday.
i can now reflect objectively on the events of thursday night. probably the worst night on call ever! the earlier part of my 7 night stretch was pretty sedate, i.e.: from day 1 to day 6 - you got an appendix here, a gallstone there and everywhere an abdominal pain...i was anticipating and almost half expecting that the last night would either be tremendously busy or deafly silent. the gods of the surgical wards wanted a little more excitement that night, they wanted more than a little "low urine output"...
so there i was starting the shift. the 'day' surgical intern bellowed "welcome! welcome" as soon as i stepped in. an ominous feeling stirring inside me now. and there began the night...i was handed over two sick sick sick patients which was enought to make me a little bit nervous. nevermind the consultant that night wanted me to do hourly checks on mrs.x incase she choked and died. which she did later in the morning-after my shift of course!...whew... There were 5 patients to be admitted in emergency and about 15 needing reviews on the ward. the task was a little daunting...but by grace and support from my aloof seniour we managed to survive the night. by the end of the shift i was physically shaking-i had missed mr. b's vein (a good one too! a big fat juicy one) twice.
i had a couple of fresh moments too. we malaysians have this thing we call a "fresh moment". we don't talk about it much as its a little embarrassing. anyways, you are more susceptible to experiencing a fresho when you are sleep deprived, nervous and caffeine free in my case. remember that lady i was asked to keep checks on, yes...anyways she was crapping out, so i called the intensive care resident...and as soon as she answered the phone...it happened. i was speechless. i could not speak a word of intelligible england. "you know ahhh dat laydeee uh...yah huh she uh dat one you know got crackles one hoh?!....".....silence....awkward silence ensues...."i'll call you back"....
i will stop here...
thanks for listening.
4 comments:
Hey Dav - I haven't seen you since the Sansarcade gig back at the dogs, so you went to Aussie aye?... I didn't know that. maybe well see you at the Next Sansarcade gig on the 20th july. i know you will be there!!.. until next time - chrism....
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You're hardly being 'anonymous' if you put your name at the bottom
So how's the strike coming along anyway?
'Crapping out' is that doctor slang for nearing death?
Btw is choking to death considered 'Dieing peacfully in your sleep'? If not, is it ever passed off as that to the family of the deceased by the doctors? Just curious...
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