Monday, March 8, 2010

Not when I'm swimming...jeez

Pulling out my Dr.A stories today....

Another elderly pt of his was failing. I consulted with my coworkers, and called the pts Dr. He didn't care..."there's not much we can do, it's what we expected."

Okay fine, fair enough, we knew one day this would happen.

Again, consult with my coworkers, decide to call back to get orders for pain relief and to make breathing easier.

Dr.A: "How did you get this number?" (It's on the list at the nursing station)
"Well I'm still swimming" (in my head: dont answer if you dont want to talk on the phone)
(Ask for orders) "No, I don't think so"
"I'll be there in an hour or two. Don't call me again."

So, this was quite upsetting, the most I had ever been at work. Told Dr. on call as I thought we would have a code on our hands as of course the level of care was not signed by Dr.A. (even though we knew the pt would die soon??)

Dr. on call said I could file a complaint, and I fully planned too. Unfortunately the day totally got away on me and now I am sure it's too late.

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