Wednesday, January 28th, seemed like any other ordinary day at the hospital. The morning started out slow and calm. Half of my patients had orders to go home and I felt good about the day and looked forward to the rest of it and to going home that night. Kitch called me at lunch and as always he asked me how my day was going and as always I said it was good. I also told him it was a really easy and calm day for me. Well, I should have knocked on wood, because the day took a turn for the worst. A patient on our floor(not a patient assigned to me) went into respiratory distress. After calling a rapid response and having the doctor give him medication to help him come out of it, the patient was taken to ICU. While helping the nurses bring his stuff over from our floor, the charge nurse asked if I would help and stay as a 1:1. The nurse helped me put him in restraints, after he pulled out his IV out and started to become combative. After placing a PICC line( and giving him a sedative), the patient again started to crash. He soon was not breathing and had no pulse. The doctor started CPR, while all of the rest of the code team showed up. After the first shock, we still had no pulse. The nursing supervisor jumped up to restart CPR put in the process of getting on the bed, she slipped and fell. I was standing right beside her and after helping her up I just jumped on the bed and restarted CPR. What seemed like forever took only a few minutes and after getting a pulse again and putting him on a ventilator, the patients pulse became fainter and fainter. The doctor quickly asked the patients' parents if we should start CPR again, the parents declined. I stood there in shock! I felt like we had failed, I felt like I had failed. And even finding out the patient had a pulmonary embolism, and there was no way we could have saved him, I still feel so bad!
This experience taught me so much and I walked away from it learning and appreciating things in my life so much more. I went home that night and held my husband and my kids so close to me and thanked my Heavenly Father so much for them. I can't imagine not having them in my life! I know things in life happen and I know that they happen for a reason. I am just so grateful for my testimony of Jesus Christ and of the Gospel. I love my Heavenly Father and I am grateful for this life and for my family and friends.
Love ya
Ange
PERVERCIONES #154 [Gold edition]
7 years ago
1 comment:
Wow Sweetheart! I understand that you feel bad with the outcome of your lifesaving efforts. You wanted to save him. If I have learned one thing having a doctor as a husband it's that theres two hard fast rules you can't change in medicine....one: that some people die. Two: That you can't change rule number number one. It was just one of those times when rule number one applied and so did rule number two. The point is that you, without hesitation, jumped into action with the skills you have learned and tried with all of your heart. God saw this, and you will be blessed for trying. I am impressed! I can't tell you how impressed I am! You are an amazing person and this experience has proven that you are a woman of action in a time of need. I am so proud of you!!! I love you too much! GALE
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