Those Emergency Blues: Choking on Your Own Vomit

Aspirating while more-or-less obtunded because of alcohol poisoning is not pretty, and I’ve seen a few VSAs related to chocking on your own puke that had very poor outcomes. Hence my interest in this PSA from the British Red Cross. (Facebook here.) [Via.] I’m actually a little skeptical an adolescent/young adult on some colossal piss-up is going […]

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Those Emergency Blues: Observations and Assessments

Notions to small for a blog post, all in one place. You need to take your pain medication. Once upon a time, TorontoEmerg had some fairly significant surgery on a major joint. It was (theoretically) exceeding painful, but fortunately TorontoEmerg’s orthopod was very generous in supplying TorontoEmerg with Percocets and Tylenol 3s, and thusly TorontoEmerge experienced very little […]

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Those Emergency Blues: A Matter of Hours

I was talking the other day to young, surprisingly old-school physician who bemoaned nurses “doing things” she thought properly done by duly authorized medical practitioners. (She also implied, by-the-by, that when physicians said “Go fetch,” the proper nursely response was a demure “Yes, doctor, and do you want your neck rubbed?)” Clearly, this physician thought, […]

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Those Emergency Blues: Hotocalypse

Hot enough for ya? For you non-metric types, that 38C is an even 100F. I think I speak for most of my fellow Canadians when I say, “WTF?” I suppose it’s redundant and unnecessary to add that staying out of the sun, finding a cool, air-conditioned place to hole up in (if possible) and drinking […]

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Those Emergency Blues: Triage

The world in four patients, plus interruptions. Who’s next? Come in. Do you have your Health Card? Take off your hoodie and sit down. What brings you in today? Where exactly is the pain? On a scale of one to ten, if ten is the worst possible pain, what number would you give the pain? […]

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Those Emergency Blues: Happy Canada Day

And all that.  No Cobourg frolic this year, unfortunately, just work, work, work The dearth of posts the past week is not for lack of trying —  have several rattling around in the draft file, but circumstances — work and family commitments, and also some (usual) nursing nastiness, which i will probably write about in a […]

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