Personal Narrative: The Emergency Room

I applaud you for being an emergency room nurse and being attentive enough to be able to catch a potential complication for the patient. My husband had an anaphylactic reaction to Morphine after a knee surgery several years ago. Recently, my husband went to an emergency room with chest pain and diaphoresis. The admission clerk immediately took my husband immediately took my husband back and alerted the nurse. The facility he went to is one my husband that has all of his current history which included his allergy. The nurse obtained lab, an electrocardiogram, and ordered a chest x-ray. She then informed the doctor of my husband’s status. The nurse then brought a syringe full of medication and nitroglycerin to my husband’s bedside. She gave my

The rest of the day was a blur, too many worried faces, too many bloodshot eyes to remember any details. There was restless waiting and relentless encounters with doctors that seemed to never end. Although, despite all of the action throughout the day, it was all ended when the head Cardiothoracic surgeon came out and told us that he had repaired a bleed coming from my Uncle’s heart, and that he would survive. I had never felt more joy in my life, and that was the moment that I knew I wanted to be a surgeon. If I could feel that much of a rush just thinking about saving a life, there was no doubt in my mind that being a surgeon was what I was destined to do. Being able to save another person’s life and bring that amount of joy and relief to their family was

Oh my sweetness, You always make my heart flutter... I enjoy our chat as well. Thanks for sharing with me, and I'm sorry once again... How was your weekend? I hope you had a wonderful one with your cute kids? My weekend is long and busy, today is my day off, but there is an emergency, and I'm recommended to work at the emergency Department; I hope I don't work late tonight. Despite my busy schedule, you never leave my heart. Time runs fast, and I'm patiently waiting to finish work and feel you next to me. I'm excited to have you in my world. I can't wait to meet you in person. You're incessantly on my mind

On Thursday June 14, 2017, I had to return a page from the emergency room (ER) doctor for and admit. When I returned the page the ER doctor wanted to admit a patient with stage 4 brain cancer that was a DNR for hospice care. I told the ER doctor that this was not an appropriate because this patient needed and wanted hospice care and that the hospitalist did not need to be involved. The ER doctor proceeded to tell me that I don’t want to do my job and I need to admit the patient so he could get the care that he needed. When he told me that over the phone I almost lost my cool and professionalism in a matter of seconds. I hung up the phone and walked down to the ER. I went into the patient room and spoke to the family members and they told me

I have done many interviews in my life, brought to eyes the stories of many people, and relived their experiences several times. Today, however, is unlike any interview, unlike any assignment. My regular routine is of no use today. I cannot ask those streamlined, generalized questions I ask the rest of my clients. Today I meet her; her story like none other.

It is a quarter to 10 o clock when I find myself driving steadily in the pitch black darkness of night on the freeway. My father is sitting uncomfortably in the passenger seat next to me and the entirety of the situation is extremely disquieting. Every couple of minutes I shudder at the sound of his cough. Not only does it sound and look agonizing but the sudden outbursts startle me every once in a while. The ride however does not proceed without dialogue as my father periodically gives me directions. Without them I feel I would not know how navigate to our destination on my own as I am still an inexperienced driver. We are on our way to the emergency room on what would have been an otherwise stale, uneventful school night. The whole time worst

Reading your post reminded me of a leadership role I recently took on in the emergency room, and the difficulties that came along with it. You would think that most medical teams huddle prior to the start of shift, yet this is not always the case in every institution. I have worked in five different emergency room and for the most part it is the norm. The county hospital that I currently work in it huddles were not a general practice, and the lack of communication was a sore thumb constantly sticking out due to it’s lack. A new manager started short after my first day on the floor and we developed a good work relationship that started with me pointing out the communication hurdles we faced. Huddle was shortly enacted and I was the lead

Today clinical was a good experience, I go to do couple of things today. In the morning I attended some call lights and helped with breakfast trays. To understand more about the patients, when I brought their breakfast tray to them I chat with them a bit to get to know them. RN Norma asked me to feed Ms. EM and I fed her and maintained caring. I did total patient care for two patients, and one of them was Ms. B. I did her assessment and by interviewing Ms. B, I was able to establish what is important to her and her emotional being. I also saw signs of severe pitting edema, 4 + /8mm on bilateral lower extremities. That was good to see because I have never seen it on an actual patient before, and I kept it professionalism. I assessed Ms. B

In the summer of 2016, I was shadowing the E.R doctor and a patience came in with chase pain, the patience was a 62-year-old female, she didn’t speak nor understood English, she came in with two of her son that barely speak English and they were trying to explain what the patience was feeling but they didn’t know how to. I know what they were going thru because I had to translate many time for my mom. So, I ask them if I was a able to translate for them. It was such a huge different for them and the doctor. I was very excited to been able to help somebody that was going thru I went to when I arrive to this country.

I woke up to the sound of construction beating down on the cement sidewalk outside of my house, and I decided to get up and do something. My friend was recently hospitalized for a collapsed lung so I decided to visit and check in with them. I got there, checked in as a visitor, and went into my friend’s room. The hospital had a very creepy insane asylum type vibe. The lighting seemed very low and I didn’t see anyone the whole walk there. I found myself speeding up as I felt like the white walls were closing in on me. Then I finally got to my friend’s room. The room was very hot, so hot in fact that I felt like I was sweating when I had just gotten in there a couple seconds beforehand. He had someone else in the room with him, it was another patient lying on a bed across the room from my friend. He was hooked up to some machines that were helping him breath better. The machines were beeping rapidly all together, almost like they were sentient beings trying to make a song. The machines were very loud, I don’t know how you could sleep in that room. He was awake sitting up on his bed.

I do my best to attend junior doctor tutorials, case presentations, departmental meetings and grand round sessions. I am dedicated to gaining knowledge and so I have attended tutorials on my days off and would drive to other hospital sites, different to my primary site, just to participate in learning opportunities.

On March 15, 2011, the school called my parents because Kalya, my little sister, felt dizzy and looked pale. My mom responded and took her to the emergency room, when they arrived, my sister fainted and they proceeded to measure her heartbeat. The monitor indicated a heartbeat of 280 bpm, almost quadrupling the common measure. The doctor administrated a medicine that made her heart restart, but her tachycardia was too strong to respond. We felt scared that she was not going to make it, her heart was prominent to explode anytime. Her last memory would be an emergency room, with around 10 doctors and nurses, each one of them performing a different task with the goal of saving her life. They tried a second time with another medicine, she remained unresponsive. Even though she noticed the chaos occurring around her, her eyes were fixed on her family at all times. A couple of minutes after the second dose, they tried a third medicine to restart her heart, if that did not work, no more options remained. After a few seconds, her heart calmed down to the normal rate. The only voice heard was the doctor’s voice exclaiming “Welcome back, Kalya”, as she stated that she could not explain how she survived that.

First, I examined an occupation in the medical field— the job of an emergency room nurse. As described by the Washington State Department of Health in “Types of Hospital Units,” these nurses work in a hospital setting with separate units containing several patient rooms, electrical monitoring equipment, and various medical supplies. Emergency room nurses are responsible for caring for a variety of patients who are severely injured or in a critical condition. As expressed by Olivet Nazarene University in “A Day in the Life of an ER Nurse,” RN Ericka Harrison claims,“There is no typical day in the ER, in fact the only sure bet in ER nursing is that no two days will ever be the same.”

Two days after the operation, I met the doctor and he was all that I imagined: friendly, self-assured and modest. His name was Dr. Charles and he told me that he learned much about me from my teacher. He knew of my aspirations to become a doctor. Dr. Charles encouraged me to pursue medicine if I had the patience, the will, and most of all, the desire. He said to me, "The rewards of being a doctor

Typical normal day walking through the sliding doors at CGH, smelling like the clean hospital smell it always smells like. Greeting every nurse and every person you see coming in. You usually can get an idea on how the day is going to be just by the parking lot and waiting room entrance. I have many duties during my job in the emergency room as a CNA. Every four hours we switch job duties to get a little taste of every position during the same day. The first part of the day I was out at greater, which is where you greet and register the patients that need to be checked out. Normally you’re checking people in back to back or you pretty much sit there watching the screen.Your day sitting there watching the people come in and out, can change the way you view things and think of people.