Sandusky: A Short Story

D.D has no known allergies and his current vital signs are 36.8F, 115 pulse, 25 RR, 102/77, 91% SpO2. His lab work is all normal except for elevated WBC and glucose. D.D is put on a morphine PCA pump (1.78mg every 2 hours) to help regulate his pain, metronidazole (1500mg once a day) and cefTRIAXone in dextrose (2000mg once a day) to help fight the infection, oxyCODONE (3.6mg every four

We started speeding down the road to meet the ambulance. Upon meeting them I was rushed to Wilcox Memorial Hospital, bumping my dad from the operating room right before he his knee surgery. I wasn't suspected to make it, as I had lost seventy percent of my blood. But somehow, with the help of God, I underwent several surgeries and within the next few days I was stabilized and discharged from the hospital.

At today’s visit he is awake, alert and oriented. He reports feeling well. He states that is shortness of breath has improved. He states that he is using his oxygen as needed, but he uses the nebulizer every 4 hours. He reports dull, achy, intermittent chronic cancer pain in the chest and back. He states that his pain is well palliated with his current pain regimen of fentanyl 25 mcg patch Q 72 hours and prn oxycodone 5 mg. He rates his pain as a 2/10. He reports a great appetite and that he is having regular bowel

His friend said he had nothing to worry about, most likely it was just a fatty tumor. As days went on he grew more and more exhausted and was not acting himself. After deciding to look into another doctor he found out the news, terminal stage 4 lung cancer had filled his whole chest cavity. The doctors seemed urgent and wanted to get a biopsy to look into the tumor more closely. He was rushed to the Lutheran Hospital in Fort Wayne and they told him immediately that the outcome was not going to be a positive one. With that news the whole family was crushed. Questions began to fill all of our heads. “How did this happen?” “What could I have done to prevent this?” These were all questions that we had, but couldn’t be

He was taken back for surgery around 10:00 AM. We all met at the hospital – St. John's – very early that morning, sure to be there for him. Surgery, since they had a few complications, was not completed until about 4:00 that same afternoon. Gramps had an aneurysm that hadn't quite burst yet. The aneurysm was on its way through the valve and into his heart chamber. We were waiting for his surgery to come to an end when we receive a call from the surgeons that they had run into some complications. Ended up that he had to have his heart valve replaced and a double bypass.

In this patient, the drugs that he is on can lead to many severe side effects. Firstly he is on a number of medications that can cause CNS depression, hypotension, bradycardia, and sedation potentially leading to falls.

In a way, the diagnosis was a relief. We finally had a name to match months of agony. At the same time, we all understood how this story would end. The doctors at Columbia University who had finally made the diagnosis after months of hospital stays, testing, and painful procedures were all incredibly encouraging and supportive. The home nurses and hospice workers quickly became a part of our family. Their compassion, attention to detail, and

Whats knew with ya? Anything going on? I’m getting ready for the spring Craft’s show. Is it spring yet? I am getting so annoyed with this chilley weather and miss the blue skys and sound of birds. We’ve got the time change coming. I hope I don’t remember to change my clocks I have to them ahead and I don’t want to be late for the ladie’s luncheon. Next I have to go to The Sandusky Mall to get some sandles.

some machinery and he ended up being in the ICU for two weeks. The doctor had ordered for

My six weeks on the Surgery rotation was a unique adventure, and I couldn't wait to share my latest collection of true life experiences with my father. No matter how my life was going, he always managed to make things seem better.

Admission and Hx of Current Health problem (in detail): He had been having abdominal pain and been vomiting for the last day. He can into the ER are rated his pain as a 10/10. When he came in he was dehydrated and was not able to eat or drink anything without getting sick. We was in a large amount of pain and did not know what to do anymore. We was admitted and giving fluids and nausea medications and by the next day he was feeling better. He had an EGD done and they found he had duodenitis and esophagitis without ulcers. He is a drinking, smoker and he does smoke marijuana. The day that I was there, he was able to be discharged. He rated his pain between a 4-5/10 depending on his movements and activities. When he would move his pain

February twenty-third 2010 was just a regular ordinary day. I was on my way to class on this cold February afternoon, when my phone rung. It was my cousin on the other end telling me to call my mom. I could not figure out what was wrong, so I quickly said okay and I hung up and called my mom. When my mom answered the phone I told her the message but I said I do not know what is wrong. My mom was at work and could not call right away, so I took the effort to call my cousin back to see what was going on. She told me that our uncle was in the hospital and that it did not look good. Starting to tear up I pull over in a fast food restaurant parking lot to listen to more to what my cousin had to say. She then tells me to tell my mom to get to

It was a nice July day, I had been working all morning and I was needing to cool off. So I head over to a friends house in Laurium, I picked up Garrett and we went to another friends house in Calumet to let them follow us in his white minivan. I was driving a big maroon colored Ford E-350. We decided to go out towards Bootjack because we had to pick up another person from out there anyways. On the way out towards Bootjack, Garrett told me, “you know what’s weird? My mom told me before we left to be careful. She must think something bad is going to happen.” I was a little weirded out by this, but I was determined to have a good day. We found an empty camp site and went swimming in the lake. After we finished swimming we continued on our little day trip. We picked up Claire in bootjack, and wanted to head over to the other side of the Peninsula. So we drove down to McLain State Park and went on the break wall. We sat there for a good chunk of time. The time is 8:30.

It was a bone chilling January night; my mom received a call at about 11:15 PM, a call that changed my life forever. My Aunt June was on the other line. She was crying so hard my mother could barely understand her. Through the sobbing my mom finally understood that Brian, my cousin, had been in a horrible accident and she didn’t know how bad it was. My mother jumped out of the bed after she hung up the phone. She screamed up the stairs at my sister and me; it was a nerve shrilling scream. I could hear fear in her voice. My mom was always yelling at us growing up if we forgot to do something. She would even get us out of bed to finish something that wasn’t done completely. This particular

It was May 17th, 2011, it was a normal school day when my brother and I were told that my mom called to say that she was picking us up early. I was anxious, wondering why we were going home early and breaking our usual routine. When my mom came to get us, the first thing that I noticed was that she didn’t greet us with her usual smile. I was 9 years old, very observant, but not able to sense what was to come. We got into the car, when I asked my mom where we were going hoping