On one recent shift, everything clicked and the team functioned as a team. Call lights were answered promptly, people were happy and the only noises we heard were of televised sports and old movies. The census is low enough we're not running around like crazy trying to get things done. No one wants to come in and visit when the weather is nice and they could be outside enjoying it or eating barbecue.
We even congratulated the charge for "picking such good patients" to work with, because they really were good. Until the clock struck the last half hour of the shift. Fortunately, at that moment, we clicked. Vitals taken, the house medical officer called, and oxygen started until the patient could be whisked away to be emergently evaluated.
And as I drove home, I saw the flashing ambulance lights go past me on the drive off the grounds. I knew who they were going to pick up, and I prayed a silent prayer that all goes well, for the patient and everyone on the night shift. We'll see what happens in the days to come.
More later...stay tuned.
3 comments:
i love it when u get a great team that works well together
When the team works well together, it makes a bad night a little less so.
Yes, it surely does...and it's nice to hand it off to the night shift very neatly.
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