I don't know how much more I can add to the title. It pretty much sums up what happened.
I supposed I could add that it wasn't just vomit; it was FECULENT vomit. "Feculent" means that it was puke that had been sitting in the patient's stomach/bowels for so long that it was actually turning into poop while it was sitting there.
I suppose I could also add that I induced the patient's projectile vomit while putting in an NG tube (see my last post for a description of how pleasant that is). Poor resident. He was just trying to give me a hand with it, and he got a face full of poop puke.
I suppose I could also add that I was in the initial path of vomit- but I happened to reach over to grab a syringe right when the patient puked. I don't think the resident even had time to react. Poor resident.
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A letter to the woman in the post office
2 years ago
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ReplyDeleteDear Dr. Laura,
ReplyDeleteI have noticed that you have not been running all year. I do hope sincerely that you have not sustained an injury of the immobilizing sort. Also, I hope your subsequent experiences with feculent emesis have all been from a distance.
Cordially,
Blake Jackson