A busy night
Aug. 9th, 2001 08:34 amWell last night flew by...
I could write about them but there were so many.
All good learning experiences.
Especially the femoral vein central line cath cutdown...ugh learned alot from the surgeons. It was very bloody but they got it.
After 3 of our attendings tried to get a regular femoral centrel line placement on the other side, five other nurses/techs tried peripheral intravenous cath placement x 3 for each, and an intra-osseous in the right femur by yet another doc, me, yes little ole me, looked down as the surgeons began to setup for their cut down and said aloud "I see a vein" and everyone just gave me a go-to-hell-look. So I shrugged and knowing that the 18 mouth old needed pain meds (that they couldn't give because of failure of all previous attempts) for the upcoming procedure.....I bent over and pushed a tiny 24 gauge (very very tiny thin) into this: what looked like a whooping vein and BOOM!! CLINT IS THE MAN!!!! GAWD, I felt like a total stud!! I nearly busted with pride and everyone sighed a deep sigh of relief that we had obtained access for the fluids that this kiddo needed and even more important.....pain meds so he didn't have to feel the surgeons cutting into him (they were just going to have to go with a local - not greatly effective for a cut-down). Even the attending surgeon patted me on the back. (Although, I think he was happy because now the kiddo wouldn't move during his procedure)
Thank you Lord, I do love my job!
P.S. I know all those sentences run together but it felt just like that...all mushed together.
I could write about them but there were so many.
All good learning experiences.
Especially the femoral vein central line cath cutdown...ugh learned alot from the surgeons. It was very bloody but they got it.
After 3 of our attendings tried to get a regular femoral centrel line placement on the other side, five other nurses/techs tried peripheral intravenous cath placement x 3 for each, and an intra-osseous in the right femur by yet another doc, me, yes little ole me, looked down as the surgeons began to setup for their cut down and said aloud "I see a vein" and everyone just gave me a go-to-hell-look. So I shrugged and knowing that the 18 mouth old needed pain meds (that they couldn't give because of failure of all previous attempts) for the upcoming procedure.....I bent over and pushed a tiny 24 gauge (very very tiny thin) into this: what looked like a whooping vein and BOOM!! CLINT IS THE MAN!!!! GAWD, I felt like a total stud!! I nearly busted with pride and everyone sighed a deep sigh of relief that we had obtained access for the fluids that this kiddo needed and even more important.....pain meds so he didn't have to feel the surgeons cutting into him (they were just going to have to go with a local - not greatly effective for a cut-down). Even the attending surgeon patted me on the back. (Although, I think he was happy because now the kiddo wouldn't move during his procedure)
Thank you Lord, I do love my job!
P.S. I know all those sentences run together but it felt just like that...all mushed together.
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