Intussusception

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Usually, kids with abdominal pain and vomiting do not have worrisome medical problems. Most of the time, they have eaten something that didn’t agree with them or have a stomach virus. But, there are some serious conditions that give kids abdominal pain and make them vomit. An emergency physician has to think of the bad things every time, in order to make certain that nothing life-threatening is missed.

An example of such a serious condition is intussusception. This happens when a part of the intestine folds into an adjacent part. This “telescoping” causes strain on the walls of the intestine and its blood supply. The damage to intestinal tissues can cause blood and excess mucous in the stool. The classic stool of patients with intussusception is described as “currant jelly,” meaning dark purple and slimy with mucous. If intussusception is not diagnosed quickly, the bowel can become severely obstructed and the involved section of the intestine can die, leading to the need for emergency surgery or even death. Intussusception is something that, though rare, should not be missed by an emergency physician.

Often the diagnosis and treatment of intussusception are accomplished with a barium enema. Barium is a liquid preparation that shows up on x-rays. When intussusception is suspected, the child is sent to the radiology department and the radiologist gently squirts barium through the anus into the intestine, while taking x-rays. If an intussusception is present, it shows up on the x-rays and the diagnosis is made. Often, the pressure of the barium being injected into the colon causes the intussusception to be “reduced,” meaning the intestine is pushed back into normal position. In such cases, the diagnosis and treatment take place at the same time. When a kid comes in with abdominal pain and vomiting, the emergency physician has to decide if the chances are high enough for intussusception to call in the radiologist from home to do the barium enema.

I have only made the diagnosis of intussusception twice in my long career.

Ryan was a previously healthy, 16-month-old boy who had been having abdominal pain and vomiting for three days. He had been seen twice in that time by pediatricians who treated him for dehydration and sent him home. On arrival in our emergency department, he had a large, black stool covered in slime. Given that history, it was clear to me he needed a barium enema. I called the radiologist, who came in from home and confirmed my diagnosis. Unfortunately for Ryan, the intussusception was not able to be fully reduced. I had to admit him to the hospital to be cared for by a surgeon.

Such a case makes me feel really good. I identified a sick kid. I thought of the right disease. I ordered the correct test. This led to timely and appropriate care. It is just the kind of case that makes emergency medicine so fulfilling and rewarding.

The very next night, I saw another little boy, about the same age, also with vomiting and abdominal pain. He had a distended abdomen and had passed a stool that was dark and covered in mucous. You can imagine how this played with my decision making. In all my years as an emergency physician, I had only diagnosed intussusception one time and it had been the night before. Could this even be possible? Yet, all the signs were there and I called for the barium enema.

The radiologist was pleasant but skeptical. Intussusception is unusual enough that, earlier in the day, the radiologists had all sat around together and looked at the x-rays from my case. So, this radiologist knew I had made that diagnosis the night before. Essentially, he was questioning my need for another barium enema, suspecting my diagnosis the night before had me over-call the need for another one tonight.

I acknowledged his justifiable skepticism but said something like, “Last night, we got lucky. Tonight, this kid read the book.” By this, I meant that he had all the things a textbook would say to watch out for in intussusception. He agreed to come in and, just like the night before, made the diagnosis of intussusception. Again, he was unable to reduce it with the barium enema, so I admitted the patient to a surgeon for further care.

As far as I know, I have only seen two patients in my career with intussusception. And they came in on consecutive nights. What are the chances of that?

 

 

Things Always Come in Threes

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

My mother-in-law says, “Things always come in threes.” I don’t believe that but I can’t help notice coincidences in my practice. Usually, it involves looking for different patients with similar illnesses or injuries. In this first case, it was infant twins who shared three identical abnormalities.

Mom brought in her fraternal (not identical) twin daughters for fevers. They had been sick about the same period of time. I diagnosed both with urinary tract infections. It was kind of a surprise that the two of them would come down with an infection like that at the same time. I also noticed they both had umbilical hernias and were tongue-tied. Umbilical hernias are hernias at the belly button. They are not at all unusual in kids this age but it was certainly an interesting coincidence that they both had them. To be tongue-tied means that the frenulum (the small fold of skin beneath the tongue) is too short or tight. This keeps a person from being able to stick his or her tongue out normally. It is usually treated with a minor procedure where the doctor numbs and snips the frenulum, releasing the tongue to stick out normally.

It seemed to me quite a coincidence that both of these sisters had the same three abnormalities.

Speaking of coincidences…

One night, a young man was dancing. While doing so, he thrust his arm into the air, causing a dislocation of his shoulder with the arm stuck straight up in the air. Shoulder dislocation is a pretty common injury we see in the emergency department. That it happened when he was dancing was really unusual as the shoulder usually dislocates because of a fall or other injury that involves more energy. Also, a shoulder dislocation usually results in the patient’s arm hanging down at his or her side. Having it dislocate so it is locked with the arm pointing straight up in the air is also very unusual. I gave him pain medicine and sedatives. I was then able to easily get his arm back in the socket again.

Two nights later, another young man came in with his shoulder dislocated and stuck up over his head. Rather than dancing, this happened when he rolled over in his sleep. It sounds crazy but there are people whose shoulders can just pop out of joint, even from rolling over in bed. Usually this joint instability arises from previous dislocations which damage the supporting structures of the joint leaving it subject to easily popping out. This often needs to be corrected with surgery. Again, they usually present with the patient’s arm down to his or her side. That he also had his shoulder locked with his arm pointing up only two nights after the other guy is quite a coincidence.

You can imagine my mother-in-law would have had me keeping my eyes out for that third shoulder dislocation with the arm pointing up in the air, but it never happened.

 

His Brain on Meth

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Police were called to a home where a naked 27-year-old man was causing a disturbance. He reportedly threw a dresser at the police when they tried to subdue him. To keep him safe and protect those caring for him, he was hogtied. To hogtie someone, the police cuff the wrists behind the person’s back and cuff the ankles. Then, the wrist cuffs and the ankle cuffs are connected together, behind, with a third set of cuffs, forcing the subject into a position with his back arched and his ankles fastened to his wrists behind his back. After restraining this man, the police loaded him in their squad car and headed for the emergency department.

I was called out to the ambulance loading dock because the police and ED staff were having trouble getting him out of the back of the police car. Hogtied, naked, sweaty and still fighting, he had thrown himself forward, off the back seat. His head was wedged under the back of the front seat with his rear up in the air. All I saw when I peeked into the car was his naked butt with his scrotum sticking up by his crack.

When we finally got the man onto a hospital gurney, I noted he was not moving any more. A quick check showed he had no pulse and was not breathing. This changed the nature of our situation profoundly. Instead of controlling a drug-addled patient, we had a patient in cardiac arrest.

We moved him immediately off the loading dock into the closest room in the emergency department where the police reluctantly removed his cuffs. I was then able to quickly assess him and give some orders including starting CPR, inserting an IV and getting him on the monitor. Since he was not breathing, I immediately passed a breathing tube into his windpipe and got him on a ventilator. As we got all that done, his heart, which had actually not stopped but had just gone to a very slow rate, was now fast and he was starting to wake up. Though that was good news for him, it also required immediate sedation so he would not pull out his IVs and breathing tube.

A more careful examination showed him to have abrasions on his extremities where the cuffs had been placed and a dislocated elbow, which had probably been suffered at some point during the fight to restrain him. After I stabilized him for admission to the ICU, I got his elbow back in joint and splinted. His testing was all negative except for methamphetamines in his urine.

Confidential

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

An emergency physician, by training (and, for me, by nature) wants things to be simple and straightforward. Often, patients show up with anything but simple and straightforward complaints. Sometimes they even come in with detailed notes laying out the course of their symptoms. I am sure they think that lots of details will help the doctor get to the bottom of whatever is making them ill. In reality, at least for me, the more complicated it is, the more I am sure I will NOT get to the bottom of it.

Here is a reproduction of a note I was given by a woman one night. My reading of this is not, “I need to pay attention to all of these details.” Rather, it is “This patient clearly has more problems to deal with than asthma.” Whether it is stress or some underlying personality or psychiatric problem, I see this note as evidence that I have no chance of fixing her problems in one visit to the emergency department.

Obviously, I have changed the names and details to protect the patient’s identity.

 

Sally A. Williams

CONFIDENTIAL

Asthma

  • Current symptoms:
    • Chest feels warm
    • Some back pain while lying down (also pinched cervical nerve)
    • Still tired and hard to get out of bed
    • Terrible dreams where I am fighting to wake up
    • Hard to get to sleep
    • Hard to stay awake during the day even when using CPAP at night
    • Use rescue inhaler with limited success
    • Started Prednisone 25milligrams on 10/29 at 9:00, with slight improvement
    • Prednisone 10mg on 10/30 at 3:00 a.m. with slight improvement
    • Prednisone 15mg on 10/30 at 1:00 p.m. with limited improvement
    • Saturations run 92 to 99, with pulse high at 100-110 (Normal saturations 98-99)
    • Saturations worse the lower I lie in bed
    • Pulse rose to 126 beats approximately 7:00p.m. on 10/30/12
    • Flow Meter done on 10/29 and 10/30 measured 350-375
    • Feet swell if I am upright for even short time, very painful by night (taken off of Aldactone 25 mg by Dr. Jones in July 2012)

HISTORY

  • Started Metoprolol 25 milligram ½ tab 2 times on 9/22/12
    • Became tired and started sleeping a lot
    • Sleep was disturbed
    • Advair 500/50 didn’t seem to completely work
      • Felt winded
      • Couldn’t seem to catch my breath
    • High humidity made it worse
    • Hoarseness usually became worse about 4:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m.
    • Started to use rescue inhaler every few days
    • Last slight flu was August 2012
    • Saw Dr. Jones on 10/19 and she changed medicine to Diltiazem 110
    • Previous private patient of Dr. Smith – diagnosis was mild asthma but worsened greatly by colds and flu and general anesthesia
    • Previous private patient of Dr. Allen – diagnosis of unknown etiology for feet swelling

 

Zoloft for nighttime to help keep me calm due to stress of not being able to find a job?
Aldactone 25mg. 2x

 

10/30/12

Chip in the Neck

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

A 47-year-old woman came into the emergency department one evening. The “Chief Complaint,” as recorded by the nurse, was “Pain in the neck for 3-4 years. Wants x-ray done.”

She told me this all started about three-and-a-half years ago when she woke up in the morning with a “slit” in her left neck. She said she didn’t really think anything about it at the time. Since then, however, she has been having several troubling symptoms, making her think a chip had been implanted in her neck that night. She had been seeing strange flashes of light. Other than that, her symptoms were vague. She said she had “weird things happening all the time.” She had some vague discomfort in the neck but not really any pain. This was the first time she had sought medical attention for this problem. She couldn’t give me a reason why she decided to get checked out that day. She would not offer any idea of who might have implanted a chip in her neck or why. She had no medical history other than hypothyroidism. She denied any history of mental illness or substance abuse.

Her physical exam was unremarkable. Her neck was normal. I noted a lack of any scar. She behaved completely normally with no evidence of obvious psychiatric disorder.

There are many reasons for me to not believe what she was saying was true. I didn’t believe in a “chip” that could alter her behavior. I saw no reason someone would sneak into her bedroom one night and implant a chip in her neck. I don’t know how someone would do so without her waking up. I don’t know why she would not have freaked out if she woke with a slit in her neck that appeared while she slept. I don’t know how having a chip under her skin would cause her to see flashing lights and have all kinds of weird things happen to her. Though I didn’t believe she had an implanted chip I did believe she thought it was true.

So, my diagnosis was “delusion.” Here is one definition for a delusion: an idiosyncratic belief or impression that is firmly maintained despite being contradicted by what is generally accepted as reality or rational argument, typically a symptom of mental disorder.

This fits her perfectly. Her belief certainly was idiosyncratic. She firmly held it to be true. Most people would generally agree her belief was not in keeping with reality. She was not open to any rational argument used to try to convince her otherwise.

What kind of delusional patients might an emergency physician deal with? I had an elderly man who believed all our laws were invalid since they were not based on English Common Law. I have seen several people who believed they had chips implanted in them by the CIA. I have seen patients who have delusions of religious persecutions. Toxic vapors and molds pervade the delusions of many patients. People irrationally believe their neighbors are pestering them. Delusional parasitosis, where people believe they are infested, inside and/or out, by vermin is rather common. I had one patient who was convinced our doctors were using “Mexican children” as “guinea pigs,” performing unnecessary tests on them. People sometimes feel persecuted or, the opposite, have delusions of grandeur where they think they are very important and due more respect than they are provided by society. They sometimes believe they have an illness causing their symptoms, even an illness not known to medical science. They sometimes have body image issues. Sometimes these delusions are wide-ranging and associated with paranoias. In other cases, they are limited and specific. Delusions can range from offering mild amusement to the outside observer, to severe, socially incapacitating conditions.

As with any medical abnormality, a doctor caring for such a patient wants to provide treatment. Many treatments have been shown to help with delusional disorder, though with various degrees of effectiveness. Treatments include medications and various types of behavioral therapies. One big problem in getting them help is they don’t want psychiatric help. They know what they are suffering from is not a psychiatric problem and they resent any insinuation they are crazy. So, they are often resistant to any recommendations for psychiatric intervention.

With that background, how should I deal with this patient? Within a short time of talking with her, I was sure she was delusional and I was not going to be able to “fix” her problem. I focused on listening, making sure she knew I was on her side. I recognized that one of the reasons she had come in was to get “an x-ray.” I was sure no imaging would show a chip in her neck but, in order to show I was interested in helping her, I ordered an ultrasound, explaining to her why I thought that would be better than a regular x-ray in identifying something that might be implanted in her neck.

When the ultrasound report came back negative, it was time for her to leave. I went over things, explaining that any chip in her neck would have shown up on the ultrasound. The problem with this disorder is that, by definition, it is resistant to logical evidence. I knew she would leave with her delusion intact, even with my reassurances about her ultrasound. I told her she needed to make an appointment with her primary care physician for further evaluation and treatment.

Some might say that punting to the primary care doctor is a lame way for me to escape a difficult situation but this patient needed a lot more help than what she might get from one visit to the emergency department. In reality, I had no treatment to offer her.

How the patient reacts to all of this helps determine how honest I would be with her. If she says, “Thank you very much” and leaves, I am done. But sometimes these people will not do that. Often, they have been to many doctors, including their primary care doctor and no one has done anything. Sometimes they say something like, “I know I have a chip in my neck but you just think I’m crazy!”

When I am pushed into this situation, I usually resort to is something like: “I can tell you are upset and I understand why. You know you have a chip in your neck and I know you don’t. There is nothing I can do to get you to believe there is no chip and there is nothing you can do to get me to believe there is. So, we are just going to have to agree to disagree and you will need to look elsewhere for further care.”

Even after that, often the patient will just start over again with their arguments trying to convince me. Sometimes, they will get angry and storm out, threatening to sue me or report me to the Medical Board. I never know when I enter into this last part of the visit whether the patient will walk out quietly with my sympathy or angrily with shouted threats.

Being an emergency physician, I never know what happens to delusional patients I have seen. How many of them work things out and get back to normal? How may carry on with their delusion giving them some trouble for a long, long time? How many degrade and become diagnosed with severe mental illness? I never know.

 

Meanwhile 4

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Steven Colbert does a segment on his “A Late Show” that he calls “Meanwhile.” It is a collection of little news items, too small to stand alone as a story on his show. Here is another little “Bad Tad Meanwhile.” A little fact about a patient where there is no more information available or it doesn’t matter. Just weird encounters in the emergency department.

A 19-year-old came in with discomfort in her vagina. She said she had used her mother-in-law’s “old douche bag.” She said she was afraid her nephew, who had been playing with the bag earlier, put marbles in it. She was afraid she might have marbles in her vagina. Her husband checked her, feeling for a marble earlier today. He said, “There is something up there that doesn’t belong there.” I removed a cat-eye marble from her vagina.

A 50-year-old man came in after a three-foot-long board was dropped onto him. The board had a nail sticking out of it, which was stuck into the scalp on the top his head. He had walked to a neighborhood fire station where the medics were called. They transported him with the board carefully secured in place. I just pulled it out.

A 37-year-old man stepped on a screwdriver that went clear up through, poking out the top of his foot.

A 15-year-old was brought in by ambulance after being hit by her 10-year-old sister with a can of Pringles.

A 26-year-old female presented at 6:00 in the morning complaining of being weak and tired after being up all night drinking whiskey at a party.

Meanwhile 3

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Steven Colbert does a segment on his “A Late Show” that he calls “Meanwhile.” It is a collection of little news items, too small to stand alone as a story on his show. Here is another little “Bad Tad Meanwhile.” A little fact about a patient where there is no more information available or it doesn’t matter. Just weird encounters in the emergency department.

A 46-year-old man working to make a wall of rebar which gave way and fell over, pinning him underneath it. He had a one-inch diameter piece of rebar running through his right biceps. He was soaking wet from the water that was used to cool the metal as it was cut on each side of his arm to free him from the structure.

A 24-year-old lady was driving in reverse in her driveway when she looked in the rear-view mirror and saw her children playing behind the car. She freaked out, jumped out of the car without putting it in park, and was promptly knocked down by the open door. The car also continued and knocked over both of the children, running them over all of them. Fortunately, none was seriously injured.

A group of teens rolled their car while driving in reverse in a parking lot of a shopping mall.

The daughter of my elderly patient with diabetes said, “I woke up and found her on the floor unresponsible.”

A 54-year-old woman was sitting in church when she developed “power in my vagina” which moved up into her heart and caused chest pains.

More Bad Tad Meanwhile next time!

Meanwhile 2

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Steven Colbert does a segment on his “A Late Show” that he calls “Meanwhile.” It is a collection of little news items, too small to stand alone as a story on his show. Here is another little “Bad Tad Meanwhile.” A little fact about a patient where there is no more information available or it doesn’t matter. Just weird encounters in the emergency department.

A 74-year-old man claimed he came in to be seen “sooner rather than later” because he didn’t want to be a “bad looking corpse.”

A young man fell on an arrow, which stabbed him up under the chin. It passed through his tongue, the roof of his mouth and into his nasal cavity.

A young woman came in complaining of a “bad infection in my grinder.” I had never heard a woman refer to her vagina as a “grinder” before and have not been able to find such a definition anywhere, even in the likes of Urban Dictionary. Maybe I am just not street wise.

I asked the son of an elderly man if his father had any medical problems. He said, “He has something wrong with his arm.” I pulled up the patient’s sleeve to reveal a dialysis shunt. So, chronic renal failure on dialysis turned into “something wrong with his arm.”

More Bad Tad Meanwhile next time!

Meanwhile

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

Steven Colbert does a segment on his “A Late Show” that he calls “Meanwhile.” It is a collection of little news items, too small to stand alone as a story on his show. I would like to do a little “Bad Tad Meanwhile.” A little fact about a patient where there is no more information available or it doesn’t matter. Just weird encounters in the emergency department.
Twice I have had to dig little beads out of the craters in teeth caused by severe cavities. One was in a child and one was a 22-year-old man.
A 20-year-old man came in with a complaint of uncontrollable farting when he gets nervous.
A 22-year-old female was hit in the thigh with a lime that was shot from a gun. I had heard of potato cannons before but never one that had been modified to shoot citrus.
A 38-year-old man came in with a heavy metal ring on penis, which was purple and markedly swollen. I was unable to cut it off (the ring) with anything we had in the hospital. Some passing paramedics saw what was going on. They left and came back with bolt cutters that did the job.
In one shift, I saw had 17-year-old patients who claimed that they couldn’t get pregnant because their husbands “always pull out in time.”
More Bad Tad Meanwhile next time!

Cardiogenic Shock

Written by Tad. Posted in Kooks

I was called into the room to see a young, healthy woman who had abdominal pain, vomiting and diarrhea for several days. I found her to have abdominal tenderness and low blood pressure. She was clearly ill. Of specific concern was that her finger tips were blue, a clear sign something bad was keeping her blood from flowing well. It was not at all clear just what would be causing her illness. I told her, her mother and her boyfriend I was worried and I reviewed with them what I was going to do to get some answers and start treating her.

My first focus was on the abdominal pain, vomiting and diarrhea. I ordered pain medication, fluids and antibiotics in case she had an infection. I was thinking maybe her low blood pressure and the poor circulation to her fingers were just from being severely dehydrated. But, we are always thinking of more unusual, bad reasons our patients are sick, so I ordered more tests than I would normally have done. I also had the charge nurse move her to the room right next to my work area so I could keep a close eye on her.

Her lab tests confirmed she was sick but didn’t answer any questions as to why. I wanted to get a CT scan of her abdomen but because her blood pressure was so low, it was not safe to send her to the Radiology Department. Second best, we did an ultrasound at the bedside. It didn’t show anything in her abdomen but, very much to my surprise, it showed a huge pericardial effusion. That is a collection of fluid between the heart and the sack the heart sits in. It usually occurs because of inflammation and, if it is large enough or develops too quickly, it can press on the heart, keeping it from filling adequately with blood. This could cause low blood pressure and poor blood flow to the fingertips.

The treatment of a pericardial effusion is to pass a big, long needle through the skin in the upper abdomen. It is directed up under the ribs, into the heart sack. The hope is that sucking that fluid out will give the heart a better chance to fill with blood so it can pump more efficiently, raising the blood pressure and fixing the circulation.

Draining a pericardial effusion is done very rarely but, if done quickly and correctly, it can be life-saving. I spread antiseptic over her chest and abdomen. I passed the needle up under her ribs into her chest and was immediately able to start drawing fluid out with a syringe. With the ultrasound, I could see when I had removed it all. Unfortunately, I could also see that, even after the fluid was out, her heart was beating very weakly. Taking the fluid out didn’t help her at all.

Now, at least, I had my diagnosis. Cardiogenic shock. That means the heart is beating so weakly it is unable to keep blood moving well enough to get oxygen into all of the tissues. I then was able to concentrate on her heart as I continued treating her.

Unfortunately, she continued doing poorly. Her blood pressure got so low she went unconscious. I intubated her and ordered multiple medications to keep her blood pressure up enough to send her for the CT scan of her abdomen. I still didn’t understand what could cause vomiting, diarrhea, abdominal pain and cardiogenic shock.

He blood pressure improved just well enough for me to risk sending her to Radiology. The CT scan showed inflamed intestines. Nothing else. It looked like she was probably very ill with a virus. That would cause her intestines to be inflamed and give her pain, vomiting and diarrhea. A virus can also inflame the outside covering of the heart, causing the pericardial effusion. Worse, it can inflame the heart muscle itself, causing viral myocarditis, which can cause the heart to beat weakly. Though I had not found anything I could easily fix, at least I had a picture of what was going on. I didn’t feel like I was missing anything.

While all of this was going on, I had also been making phone calls to get her admitted to the hospital. I talked to our cardiologist who said the patient should go to the bigger hospital in the large city a few miles from us. When I contacted them, they said she was too sick and should go to a “university hospital.” The closest place like that to us had no beds and would not accept her. The next closest place was so busy, I could never even talk to a doctor. Finally, I got ahold of an intensive care doctor at a big university hospital about two hours’ driving time from us. He was very helpful, giving me recommendations on how to treat her as we got ready to fly her to where he was.

Unfortunately, I soon learned the helicopters were grounded because of weather. I knew if she went by ground she might die en route. I also knew if she stayed here, she was certainly going to die.

All this time, she just got worse and worse, eventually requiring CPR. I stood at the bedside with the ultrasound probe over her heart. When it stopped beating, we would do CPR for a while and give her adrenalin injections. This would keep her heart beating weakly but when the effect of the CPR and adrenalin wore off, her heart would stop and we could do it again.

Her mother was kneeling on the floor next to me, holding her daughter’s hand, and begging her to live. Her upset, but remarkably under control, boyfriend was by her head. At one point, the boyfriend’s mother came in as well. She put one hand on the patient and one on her son and prayed, asking God to intervene in the patient’s behalf. I stood there with them, feeling I had done everything possible but that she was certainly going to die.

For almost two hours we were there like that. The patient was too sick to be admitted to our hospital and too unstable to be transferred. She got everything I could possibly use to pull her through, but her heart just kept getting weaker and weaker. I was standing there, watching the family cry and pray as her heart slowly gave out. There was nothing I could do about it. Eventually, her heart stopped completely and she was pronounced dead.

I felt physically and emotionally spent. After the family had some time alone with her, I went in and talked with them. I explained what I thought had happened. I reviewed with them what I had tried to do for her. I cried and said I was so sorry for them.

By the time this was over, I could hardly do anything else. I had a hard time focusing my attention elsewhere because my mind would immediately circle back to this case. Though I am good at leaving my work at the hospital, I was not able to do so in this case and it took a long time for me to work through my feelings and get back to normal.

A measure of how difficult this case was is how it affected the emergency department staff. For a couple of weeks, people who were involved with her care were talking about how challenging it had been. For about that same time period, every time I would come in for a shift, the other doctor would say something like, “Hey, I heard about that case you had…” Everyone was talking about it.

So, a young lady that may have just had the stomach flu, died from cardiogenic shock. It could happen to anyone. Why did she have such bad luck? Why did I have the opportunity to be the one with her and her family while she died? Just my luck. Good or bad?

 

 

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