Friday, September 14, 2007

Neonatal Opioid Withrdawal

3 day old AAM presents to the Emergency Room (at 2am) with agitation, excessive suckling, inability to sleep, etc. Upon further questioning of the Mother, we discover that during the last few weeks of the pregnancy, the mother was taking Percocet (and not small dose either, the 10/325 kind). Was discharged from the hospital today, fine.

After a little while, baby starts having seizures, etc. Scored an 8 on the Neonatal Abstinence Scale (although the NICU nurses determined he was a lot worse than that). Admitted to NICU (Neonatal ICU) for Neonatal Opioid Withdrawal. Treatment is Supportive care, except in cases of seizures, inability to sleep, and some other things (forgot to write it down off UpToDate).

Now, I'm not going to pass judgement on the mother or the condition of the baby...but, y'know, feel free to comment.

-AMiB

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

So, it's been a while...

Well, I know it's been quite a while since my last post (which was featured in a Grand Rounds [only the second time I've submitted a post]). Things have been busy, I have been doing some steady 6-day weeks at the hospital and 5-6 day weeks at the gym. Am finishing up now, was in the ER today, have one more shift with the Hospitalists tomorrow as well as a night shift in the ER tomorrow and Saturday night. Then it's a few days of relaxation until my return to St. Andrews!

Couple interesting things I saw today:

86yo M on Coumadin bit his tongue 2 days ago, hasn't stopped bleeding since. Dr. M (female ER doc) puts a single 4-0 Vicryl (absorbable suture) in the hole, and applies some gauze. A little while later, patient has still not stopped bleeding, so we put some gel foam (little pieces soaked in thrombin/fibrin) to help the clotting...the bleeding slows, but the patient is poorly complaint (retired psychiatrist, Chinese - not much English) and it takes 3 things of gel foam and a small piece of surgicell to get it to stop. INR was only 2.0, btw.

64yo F originally from Northern Ireland on Vacation, forgot both her insulin refills and her glucometer. Felt horrible (very compliant in past, never forgot insulin shots ever); we thought it would be an easy script, but turns out her sugar is 501. We give her fluids and some insulin, but she doesn't understand what 501 is. Then I realize - in the UK we do blood sugars in mmol/L, while in the US its mg/dL. So, here is something for all you guys out there who encounter this problem: 1 mg/dL = 0.0555 mmol/L. So if you find her BS to be 501, tell her it's 27. If she tells you she's normally 5-8, that means she's normally 90-144. Hope that helps!

Today was also my last day shift in the ER...it always happens that I have to leave just when the nurses/techs/docs are getting used to me being around and are starting to feel more comfortable letting me talk to pt's, etc. Oh well, I've got years of that left.

-AMiB

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Nail guns...

Man working with nail gun.
Man shoots nail gun (on accident) through great toe.
Man admitted to hospital for surgical removal of foreign body and debridement.

Always feels good to know that my profession is the one that fixes these people, not the one that it usually happens to.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Quote of the Day, August29th, 2007

Patient is admitted for cardiac/renal problems. She is known to be very non-compliant (had a transplanted kidney from a family member that failed because she wouldn't take her meds), and Dr. S has had this pt before. Patient has a history of seizures. At discharge last time, Dr. S prescribed Dilantin (phenytoin), an anti-seizure medication.

Dr. S: "Are you taking your Dilantin?"
Pt: "No, doctor, because I stopped shaking..."
Dr. S: "Who told you to stop taking your Dilantin?"
Pt: "No one doctor, I just stopped"
Dr. S: "You can't just stop taking your medication...especially ones for seizures"
Pt: "But I'm not shaking anymore, doctor..."
Me (in my head): "Yeah, you're not shaking anymore 'cuz you were taking Dilantin!"
Dr. S: "Are you driving?"
Pt: "Yes."
Dr. S: "AMiB, go grab me a DMV reporting form"

So people out there - if you want to stop taking your meds, no matter what kind, PLEASE, for our safety and yours, ASK your doc before doing so!

Saturday, August 25, 2007

"Code Blue, 6West, Back Hallway"

So last night I was doing an overnight in the ER, and I had my first code of this summer. I've seen 5 or 6 in the past, and participated in 3 or 4, but this is the first one since I started at the hospital this June.

Dr. M (ER doc), the ER tech, and I, all head out of the ER and towards the elevators. We are met there by 2 ICU nurses and 2 Respiratory Therapists. We get up to the 6th floor, and head to the 'back hallway'. As we walk through the nurses station, I'm completely surprised as to how empty it was. They must all be with the Code, I figured. And I was right. As we enter the hallway, I see a scramble of nurses, frantically doing things to save the old man on the floor. I ask for the story, and try and see his face to see if he was one of ours (on the Hospitalist service - he wasn't). He's had had a couple stents placed this morning, and had seemed to be doing fine. He was taking a walk (who goes for a walk at 3.15am?!) with his nurse, when he started to feel faint, brady'd down, and collapsed. No pulse, no respirations - so the Code was called. After a couple rounds of CPR and drugs, we get him onto a bed and into a room. It was then that I realized how many people respond to a code. Roughly 30 nurses, techs, CNAs, 1 doc (which should've been 3 - the ER, the Intesivist, and the patient's Cardiologist), and a handful of Respiratory Techs.
I was standing outside at this point, and couldn't see much of what was going on. I did hear the patient, however: "GET OFF ME! YOU'RE KILLING ME! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" (we were holding him still while trying to start an IV). These words were masking those of the Respiratory Tech: "Calm down, sir. Your heart stopped and we've had to CPR on you!"

Eventually, he stabilized, and Dr. M went off to talk to the patient's Cardiologist. He didn't feel much like coming in to write orders, and wanted to send his NP to do it. Now, I have nothing against NPs, but if you're a Cardiologist, and you cath'd someone this morning, and they Code: come in. What about the patients family? It's your responsibility to let them know what happened. But anyway, I digress.

By now, he's lost his pulse again. On with the compressions. We secure the airway with endotrachial intubation. The patient kept fluctuating between PEA, Asystole, and Brady, all the way down to the ICU. We get down there and continue compressions. Dr. M puts in a femoral arterial line to see if the compressions are working, as well as if the patient's heart is beating on its own.

At 4.116am, roughly an hour after the Code was called, Dr. M pronounces the patient. The monitor is turned off, and everyone stops what they're doing. We look down at him, and see that his larynx is moving. Either he's trying to breathe on his own, or he's swallowing. Either way, that's not what a dead person does. We feel for pulses: one on each fem, one on each carotid. One of the ICU nurses swears she feels a pulse. Other people feel it as well, so we turn the monitor back on - but they don't match. It's much faster than what is on the monitor. I tell them to feel their own pulse while they're feeling the patients. Yep, those match. I guess it kind of goes to show how much health care professionals want to save their patients. We listen for heart sounds, check reflexes - nothing. His throat was probably just agonal breathing (last breaths).

Time of Death, 4.20am.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Quote of the Day, August 23rd, 2007

So there's this Infections Disease doc, Dr. C. The Hospitalists hate the ID guys, cuz they interfere with our antibiotic treatment and blocking discharges of patients who really should be going home. Anyway, I've NEVER seen Dr. C, but I always see her notes in our charts. For a while, I didn't believe she actually existed. Figment of our imagination, I believed. In reality, she rounds late at night, because her notes are always timed no earlier than 2200 (once, she had put 2430 - because they have to see each patient and write a note each day).

Anyway, today I actually met her. She looks up at me and asks me to question I get so many times -

Dr. C: "So, are you a new Hospitalist?"
Me: "No, I'm just a Medical Student"
Dr. C: "Oh...you're awfully big for a medical student"

wtf?!