When I was a kid, I grew up watching Sesame Street. I love the characters in that addictive series, namely, Cookie Monster (the blue hairy monster that gobbles loads of cookies), Elmo (the adorable pinkish furry thing), Oscar (the green garbage monster who has a cute orange worm) , and the lovely duo, Ernie (the one in the horizontal striped shirt) and Bert (the yellow long faced thing).
I was taking a walk at the German Xmas Market in Glasgow when I came across a shop, which caught my attention. The reason will be revealed in the picture below:
Hope you could see the picture clearly.
I found Bert(s) hanging from the roof of that shop! He was actually hung with a rope, right across his neck! OMG! He was killed!!
In fact, Bert wasn't the only victim, Oscar was killed too!
The scariest part was there were quite a few of them hanging down from the roof, and this was further exagerrated with white spotlights shown right at their faces!
If I were still a tiny gal, I would certinaly be freaked out when I saw that shop...
Here is a peep into my thoughts on the events taking place in my life, either at work or socially, that may be outrageously insane or interestingly logical.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Sympathy, I have
I have been in the receiving ward for the past week. As expected, Monday was always busy....and so was Tues, Wed, Thurs and on Fri, the number of patients that came were less. I put this down to christmas...who wants to stay in the hospital on christmas day?
Christmas is a happy season. Everyone is looking forward to opening their presents or having a nice family dinner. During the last week, I felt quite sad to see a few patients dying or even suffering. I know this happen every single day but one particular patient filled me with sympathy.
This was a young lady who had 2 children. She was admitted with exacerbation of her chronic illness. I must say, she looked terrible. Her vital signs were not great. All of us in the hospital did not think that she would survive for long. During the visiting hour, her kids came up to visit her. One of the nurses asked the young children what they wanted for christmas, and they answered, "Mummy."
The nurse assured them that they would surely be able to see Mummy on Christmas Day. Unfortunately, (as you might have expected), that lady died a few hours later.
It was quite a sad case.
Christmas is a happy season. Everyone is looking forward to opening their presents or having a nice family dinner. During the last week, I felt quite sad to see a few patients dying or even suffering. I know this happen every single day but one particular patient filled me with sympathy.
This was a young lady who had 2 children. She was admitted with exacerbation of her chronic illness. I must say, she looked terrible. Her vital signs were not great. All of us in the hospital did not think that she would survive for long. During the visiting hour, her kids came up to visit her. One of the nurses asked the young children what they wanted for christmas, and they answered, "Mummy."
The nurse assured them that they would surely be able to see Mummy on Christmas Day. Unfortunately, (as you might have expected), that lady died a few hours later.
It was quite a sad case.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Christmas is Looming Near
The christmas spirit in the UK is fantastic. In the city, you can see loads of people strolling along the shops, in search for THE perfect xmas pressie. There are so many pretty xmas decos and most shops would be playing an xmas song at the background.
My friends and I went down to Edinburgh on Saturday. And I just simply love the atmosphere there. The German chrismas market was interesting....a variety of gifts and food from Germany were sold. I treated myself to a German sausage bun and the famous Gluhwein, a special mulled wine that is drank warm. Aahhh....It was such a great feeling to drink warm wine in the cold chilly weather. The rest of the day was spent shopping at the market and also in certain shops along Princess St.
Oh, I was really broke by the end of the day. =)
My friends and I went down to Edinburgh on Saturday. And I just simply love the atmosphere there. The German chrismas market was interesting....a variety of gifts and food from Germany were sold. I treated myself to a German sausage bun and the famous Gluhwein, a special mulled wine that is drank warm. Aahhh....It was such a great feeling to drink warm wine in the cold chilly weather. The rest of the day was spent shopping at the market and also in certain shops along Princess St.
Oh, I was really broke by the end of the day. =)
The pretty tea light jars on sale at the German Xmas Market.
A ferris wheel and a carousel at the market too.
A ferris wheel and a carousel at the market too.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
S.T.R.E.S.S.
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
I know many of you might not believe me...but a few days ago, I was very stressed out at work. Never had I felt so worried about a certain patient in the hospital, until the extent I had shivers when I think about his situation. I think with all the stress built inside me, I have now fallen ill. (maybe I'm just a wimp, eh?)
God Bless His Soul.
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
stress... stress... stress...
I know many of you might not believe me...but a few days ago, I was very stressed out at work. Never had I felt so worried about a certain patient in the hospital, until the extent I had shivers when I think about his situation. I think with all the stress built inside me, I have now fallen ill. (maybe I'm just a wimp, eh?)
God Bless His Soul.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Yeah, Team Urology!
Today is the last day for me in the Urology Ward. I would certainly miss it.
I could still remember the first day at the ward, which also happened to be the first day at work as a junior doctor. Everything was so vague, uncertain and I did not have a clue what I should be doing or who those patients in the ward were. But now, after 4 months, I felt more comfortable than ever. I knew exactly how to prepare those patients for their elective surgeries, I knew the story behind the patients and I felt that I could work efficiently with the other members in the ward. The sad thing is, it is time for me to change to a different posting. sigh.
The other members include the staff nurses, the senior house officer, specialist registrars and consultants. And, of course, not forgetting my other 3 colleagues, who have affectionately given ourselves the name "Team Urology."
As a team, I felt we tolerated each other very well and there wasn't any problem that arose. I would miss the days when we had coffee breaks at Mables, the days when we sat down playing the game "10 Questions," the times when we started making fun of each other, the times when we worked hard to finish clerking patients....the list is endless!
As all good things must come to an end, my heart is heavy to leave Team Urology. Tomorrow, all of us are changing over to Medicine and we will be working separately. I do not look forward to the new environment all over again. Its nearly similar to the day that I first started working, except that I am probably more comfortable when it comes to prescribing and doing practical procedures.
Wish me luck!
I could still remember the first day at the ward, which also happened to be the first day at work as a junior doctor. Everything was so vague, uncertain and I did not have a clue what I should be doing or who those patients in the ward were. But now, after 4 months, I felt more comfortable than ever. I knew exactly how to prepare those patients for their elective surgeries, I knew the story behind the patients and I felt that I could work efficiently with the other members in the ward. The sad thing is, it is time for me to change to a different posting. sigh.
The other members include the staff nurses, the senior house officer, specialist registrars and consultants. And, of course, not forgetting my other 3 colleagues, who have affectionately given ourselves the name "Team Urology."
As a team, I felt we tolerated each other very well and there wasn't any problem that arose. I would miss the days when we had coffee breaks at Mables, the days when we sat down playing the game "10 Questions," the times when we started making fun of each other, the times when we worked hard to finish clerking patients....the list is endless!
As all good things must come to an end, my heart is heavy to leave Team Urology. Tomorrow, all of us are changing over to Medicine and we will be working separately. I do not look forward to the new environment all over again. Its nearly similar to the day that I first started working, except that I am probably more comfortable when it comes to prescribing and doing practical procedures.
Wish me luck!
Monday, December 04, 2006
The DT's
In case you are wondering what DT stands for, it is Delirium tremens, an alcohol withdrawal syndrome.
On Friday night, I was glad that it was the last day of my 7-day night shift. The night kicked off well, as it was the FIRST night which I do not have any patients waiting to be admitted. I did not have much to do either...in fact, the only thing I had to do was to chase a few blood results and that was it. I thought to myself, this certainly is a quiet night.
NOT!
I spoke to soon. Not too long later, a demented patient decided to pull out his IV cannula. After resiting it, a nurse came up to me and said, "Mr. B refused to take his diazepam."
Here is a brief description of Mr. B. He is a middle-aged man who was admitted with right iliac fossa pain (? appendicitis) and a past history of alcohol excess. The reason he was on diazepam was because he was suffering from alcohol withdrawal or DT.
Anyway, I looked at Mr. B, and he was lying on his bed quietly. So I told the nurse, "Well, if he refused it, there is nothing much you can do. We'll just keep an eye on him."
The nurse looked blankly back at me and disagreed. In her opinion, the patient was being aggressive, and really needed to be given some medicine to calm him down. So fair enough. I decided to coax the patient to take his diazepam. My efforts were futile ,of course, and it sort of triggered his anger.
Before I could think of what to do next, the nurse was ready with her IM injection of haloperidol and 2 security guards. She said, "I'm going to give this injection. Your senior instructed me to do so. " I nodded my head. The injection had to be given IM because the patient did not have any IV access. The security guards had to pin the patient down in order to allow the nurse to give the injeciton.
The injection did not work. The patient suddenly became more aggressive (I think the presence of the guards made him more agitated). Therefore, I gave another shot of haloperidol, an IM dose of lorazepam and a dose of IM diazepam. And belief me, the patient was still alert! He was swearing and cursing away, tried to pull away from the security guards, and even walked around naked.
The nurse came up to me and asked if I could give the patient more diazepam. I said, "No. The BNF said that we are not supposed to give another dose of IM diazepam until 4 hours later." (I was thinking to myself I do not want to overdose the patient). Again, she gave me this stupid blank look and was not too happy with my answer. I gave her back the same look. Honestly, I did not know what else to do. I sought help from my senior, who said she'll come up and review the situation.
See, I was not comfortable giving more injections to that patient. I do not want him to have an overdose...IM injections may take awhile to work...and if I just keep prescribing the drugs within a small time limit, who knows what would happen. What if suddenly the medicine just kick in?? Would the patient be overdosed on it?? I do not want to get into trouble for overdosing him. It would all end up to be my responsibility, coz I was the one prescribing the drug!
Anyway, the other doctors seem to disagree with me. They said just give as much as you can until the patient is sedated. By the time I left the ward to go home, the patient received about 40mg of diazepam and about 40mg of haloperidol. He was still wide awake and agitated. I think he really suffered from serious DT.
I am yet to find out his record-breaking total dose for the day. He was indeed one tough cookie, eh?
On Friday night, I was glad that it was the last day of my 7-day night shift. The night kicked off well, as it was the FIRST night which I do not have any patients waiting to be admitted. I did not have much to do either...in fact, the only thing I had to do was to chase a few blood results and that was it. I thought to myself, this certainly is a quiet night.
NOT!
I spoke to soon. Not too long later, a demented patient decided to pull out his IV cannula. After resiting it, a nurse came up to me and said, "Mr. B refused to take his diazepam."
Here is a brief description of Mr. B. He is a middle-aged man who was admitted with right iliac fossa pain (? appendicitis) and a past history of alcohol excess. The reason he was on diazepam was because he was suffering from alcohol withdrawal or DT.
Anyway, I looked at Mr. B, and he was lying on his bed quietly. So I told the nurse, "Well, if he refused it, there is nothing much you can do. We'll just keep an eye on him."
The nurse looked blankly back at me and disagreed. In her opinion, the patient was being aggressive, and really needed to be given some medicine to calm him down. So fair enough. I decided to coax the patient to take his diazepam. My efforts were futile ,of course, and it sort of triggered his anger.
Before I could think of what to do next, the nurse was ready with her IM injection of haloperidol and 2 security guards. She said, "I'm going to give this injection. Your senior instructed me to do so. " I nodded my head. The injection had to be given IM because the patient did not have any IV access. The security guards had to pin the patient down in order to allow the nurse to give the injeciton.
The injection did not work. The patient suddenly became more aggressive (I think the presence of the guards made him more agitated). Therefore, I gave another shot of haloperidol, an IM dose of lorazepam and a dose of IM diazepam. And belief me, the patient was still alert! He was swearing and cursing away, tried to pull away from the security guards, and even walked around naked.
The nurse came up to me and asked if I could give the patient more diazepam. I said, "No. The BNF said that we are not supposed to give another dose of IM diazepam until 4 hours later." (I was thinking to myself I do not want to overdose the patient). Again, she gave me this stupid blank look and was not too happy with my answer. I gave her back the same look. Honestly, I did not know what else to do. I sought help from my senior, who said she'll come up and review the situation.
See, I was not comfortable giving more injections to that patient. I do not want him to have an overdose...IM injections may take awhile to work...and if I just keep prescribing the drugs within a small time limit, who knows what would happen. What if suddenly the medicine just kick in?? Would the patient be overdosed on it?? I do not want to get into trouble for overdosing him. It would all end up to be my responsibility, coz I was the one prescribing the drug!
Anyway, the other doctors seem to disagree with me. They said just give as much as you can until the patient is sedated. By the time I left the ward to go home, the patient received about 40mg of diazepam and about 40mg of haloperidol. He was still wide awake and agitated. I think he really suffered from serious DT.
I am yet to find out his record-breaking total dose for the day. He was indeed one tough cookie, eh?
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