Code Blue

A really bubbly nurse who thought she was cute wheeled me down to the operating

I feel a sense of calmness wash over me. My thoughts are peaceful and positive. I am confident and capable. I sleep a deep, healing sleep. I wake in the morning refreshed and renewed.

By this point the patient had stopped breathing, I had pressed the emergency buzzer and ran to phone outreach whilst one of the nurses on my ward had started CPR and a nurse from the ward next door had pushed down the crash trolley. During situations like this it is hard to always insure that the patient’s dignity says intake, there is a lot that happens quickly, with urgency and as well as a confined space, as a result an output is often prioritised over making sure that patient in covered for example. However, the patient is constantly being reassure and we were running him through what was happening to try and lessen his panic in an unsettling and terrifying experience.

I read the article “Code Blue”, “Code Black”: What Does ‘Code’ Mean? which was about the different codes in a hospital and what kind of **predicaments** they can cause for the nursing staff. This message was created by Melissa Stöppler and was intended for anyone who finds an interest in understanding the codes of a hospital. Melissa uses an allusion at the beginning of the article by saying, “TV series like "Grey's Anatomy" and "Code Black" seem to have sparked an renewed interest in the topic of "Codes" in medicine.”(What is the "Code"?, Paragraph: 1) This makes people who have seen the shows think about the characters and the lingo of the hospital. The author uses some ethos when she goes on to define what a code red and code blue are. She uses some medical words such as cardiopulmonary arrest. She

The best part of my shadow was when the nurse, Bernie, and I was preparing the medicines for the patients and seeing the patients doing well. It’s very satisfying seeing the patient’s positivity even

The nurse took the bundle of bobby pins I gave to her and threw them into a clean plastic bag that read BIOHAZARD before going back to rummaging through my stuff.

In September 2015, I had an opportunity to join the team of volunteers of the Inspira Medical Center in Woodbury. I joined the Emergency Department. My shifts were once a week for three to six hours. I had a chance to interact with patients, mostly to help ease their anxiety and fear. This experience was valuable because it allowed me not just to observe, but also to look at healthcare from the perspective of a patient. I realized that I did not have to be a licensed practitioner to understand patients’ concerns and fears. I also realized that any effort on my part to help ease such worries would go a long way towards helping the patient feel more secure in themselves and their

This tremendously improved my confidence and strengthened my beliefs that I too could do exactly do what he was doing one day. In addition, the patients welcomed me into the room with a smile on their face and treated me like I was family. It was such an indescribable feeling. Furthermore, I was amazed at how Dr. Sastry was never exhausted from the hectic workload that has kept him busy for the past few decades. He never once complained about all the work he had to tend to. I inquired how he was so energetic, as I usually feel tired after a long day’s work. He answered saying, “It’s extremely important to be healthy physically and mentally. Keeping a positive outlook and truly enjoying your work will keep you going.” I now know that I should keep my work exciting and fun to sustain in medical field. Overall, my time spent at Dr. Sastry’s office was very wholesome and enriching experience. I feel so privileged to have had this opportunity to grow as a person and will treasure the past few weeks for the rest of my

When I applied, interviewed, and accepted this teaching position I was so willing to do whatever it took to get back to teaching fulltime and more specifically at St. Theresa. Putting my room together and

The short position of futures essentially fixes the interest rate for September (September 1st being the savings certificates roll over date). The interest rate as on May 20th was 11.5% ( from exhibit 4. 90-Day T-Bill Rates). In the absence of a hedging strategy, if the interest rates go up to say 13%, there would be a loss of $1.5m on the savings certificate roll over. As we see from Exhibit 4, the interest rate on a 90 Day T Bill had risen to approximately 13%. On the other hand, if the interest rates reduced to say 8%, then the savings roll over interest rate will be 8% + spread.

When she woke up the next day, there was a piece of paper on her pillow. It had a phone number on it and a name, Walter Hamasaki. So, she called the number and someone answered. “Hello, this is Walter Hamasaki. Sorry I am busy at the moment please leave your name and number, and I’ll try to get back to you as soon as possible,” beep.

I had been instructed to introduce myself to the patients, so I started with the first room and began to work my way down the long and dimly lit hallway. Popping my head into each room, I quickly muttered my name and half of a greeting before rushing over to the next one. Many of the patients in the unit didn’t acknowledge me, and for that, I was grateful. It wasn’t until I had gotten to the last room, in fact, that I was even met with a

However, the experience was gratifying not because of the opportunity to shadow but because of the smiles I came across each time I walked into a patient’s room. To hear patients appreciate my time delights me and propels my desire to serve. I think of all the more smiles I can elicit as a surgeon and I grin in excitement at the

When I woke up, I was surprised to find a weird, padded board with red and green stripes on it, wrapped up onto my arm so it would stay. I was told that they could not get my elbow back in and I was transferred to a different hospital. I didn’t enjoy the presence of the people in the second ambulance with me nearly as much as I liked the first two people because, they weren 't nearly as good at comedy. Although, second ambulance made me feel a bit safer because I had already experienced what riding in an ambulance was like. I was familiar with the white interior and the medical equipment with bright red crosses on the cover hanging on the walls. I had already known the pain in my arm as the vehicle bumped into the

In the film “China Blue”, a seventeen year old girl, Jasmine Li, works in a Chinese jeans factory. From this documentary we learn about the pay Jasmine was receiving for her hard work, half a Yuan an hour which is equal to about six US cents. We also learn about the condition of the factory and dorms, the rules that the workers have to abide to, and how important these factories are. From just these sweat shops we learn about the economic, social, and political problems that has arisen in China. It also shows us inequality and inequity of the society in China.