A man loses 2/3 of his weight and needs necessary surgery to remove excess skin. This is the story of one of our Hotel patients.
Dressing this patient is a challenge. Even with a loss of half of his/her previous body weight, it's a challenge. Said patient needed a custom one of these to get up in a wheelchair (not to mention a bariatric chair). It was a challenge for staff to get it on him/her, but they figured it out.
Caring for bariatric patients is a necessary evil. Please be careful out there and use every piece of equipment and tool you have that is appropriate.
Your patient and the rest of the staff (and your back) will appreciate it.
More later...
Showing posts with label abdominal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abdominal. Show all posts
Monday, June 15, 2015
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Hope turns to sadness
This patient's journey to us for rehab was long and arduous. One day you're minding your own business and start having these unusual pains. They find out you have this terrible condition.
The doctors save your life, but it was rough. You seem to be getting better when all Hades breaks loose. You go back to the OR, get almost triple digits of PRBCs, and abdominal washout and have all sorts of complications. You lose so many things. But you are here with us, so you are hopeful.
You come to us, are barely here a week, and we have to send you to World Renown, because we aren't staffed (in surgery or anywhere else) to resolve your latest issue. Unfortunately, we have seen this scenario before. You have a problem even World Renown can't fix. They send you back.
They leave us to tell you the bad news. You cry and yell. But to me and the other nurses, you are nice. You're not sure of what's going to happen, but I tell you, that no matter what I'm here with the staff for you to help give you some control in your room; to help you do what you need to do.
It is bittersweet. I have seen this before, and while the characters change, the stories all end the same. I just hope we can make some good memories before the clock runs out.
Stay tuned.
The doctors save your life, but it was rough. You seem to be getting better when all Hades breaks loose. You go back to the OR, get almost triple digits of PRBCs, and abdominal washout and have all sorts of complications. You lose so many things. But you are here with us, so you are hopeful.
You come to us, are barely here a week, and we have to send you to World Renown, because we aren't staffed (in surgery or anywhere else) to resolve your latest issue. Unfortunately, we have seen this scenario before. You have a problem even World Renown can't fix. They send you back.
They leave us to tell you the bad news. You cry and yell. But to me and the other nurses, you are nice. You're not sure of what's going to happen, but I tell you, that no matter what I'm here with the staff for you to help give you some control in your room; to help you do what you need to do.
It is bittersweet. I have seen this before, and while the characters change, the stories all end the same. I just hope we can make some good memories before the clock runs out.
Stay tuned.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Foul, smelly and otherwise crazy: update
I'm still finding words for what I saw and smelled recently.
We have a patient who's had an abdominal surgical procedure not once, not twice, but three times at the Hotel with us. He went to Washington, and I think every resident on that service must have worked on him/her. You'd think they'd get it right. Normally, this procedure is a slam dunk. It hasn't been lately for this patient.
Today, being a day after a holiday, is always a little weird. Things are done out of order since we have people still on vacation, meetings and bigwigs coming to visit. The unit goes from quiet one minute to absolute pandemonium all at once when you have 1) lunch trays showing up, 2) people moving around everywhere and 3) every motorized floor cleaner in our building rolling down the halls of the Hotel. It was not a pretty sight. I am so thankful I escaped with my feet unscathed.
The abdominal patient, seeing it was busy, and he/she didn't feel like moseying around early, decided to clean up after lunch. When I came back to pick up his/her stuff and dump a pan of water, I noticed the dressing and the towel he/she used was covered with tan drainage that seemed to ooze more fervently each time he/she pushed on the abdomen near the incision. By the time I ran to call the docs, he/she had an ABD pad soaking and a towel that was covered with lots of tan spots. MD and the trusty wound nurse were happy I called, because the stapled area of the incision did not seem to leak while they were in the room earlier.
For that dramatic, oozing display, said patient was whisked away to an emergency consult, where he/she was evaluated and then the specialists said, "Keep up the dressing changes. Bring him/her back next week and we'll re-evaluate it then."
The smelly: one of my patients with a newer colostomy can beat the nearest herd of cattle for methane production. If we could harness that gas, we could probably power the electric used in his/her TV everyday.
Finally, we just need a little crazy welcome back from a long holiday weekend...my brother's meds still aren't right. He's not happy, so he wins a trip to the unit where his psych actually is working now that he/she is not on vacation. I'm crossing my fingers that his regular doc can settle the issues once and for all.
And if that wasn't crazy enough, traveling partner and I are still dealing with the boss on various travel issues. Next time, I'll volunteer someone else to go to a conference with him instead.
More to come...stay tuned.
We have a patient who's had an abdominal surgical procedure not once, not twice, but three times at the Hotel with us. He went to Washington, and I think every resident on that service must have worked on him/her. You'd think they'd get it right. Normally, this procedure is a slam dunk. It hasn't been lately for this patient.
Today, being a day after a holiday, is always a little weird. Things are done out of order since we have people still on vacation, meetings and bigwigs coming to visit. The unit goes from quiet one minute to absolute pandemonium all at once when you have 1) lunch trays showing up, 2) people moving around everywhere and 3) every motorized floor cleaner in our building rolling down the halls of the Hotel. It was not a pretty sight. I am so thankful I escaped with my feet unscathed.
The abdominal patient, seeing it was busy, and he/she didn't feel like moseying around early, decided to clean up after lunch. When I came back to pick up his/her stuff and dump a pan of water, I noticed the dressing and the towel he/she used was covered with tan drainage that seemed to ooze more fervently each time he/she pushed on the abdomen near the incision. By the time I ran to call the docs, he/she had an ABD pad soaking and a towel that was covered with lots of tan spots. MD and the trusty wound nurse were happy I called, because the stapled area of the incision did not seem to leak while they were in the room earlier.
For that dramatic, oozing display, said patient was whisked away to an emergency consult, where he/she was evaluated and then the specialists said, "Keep up the dressing changes. Bring him/her back next week and we'll re-evaluate it then."
The smelly: one of my patients with a newer colostomy can beat the nearest herd of cattle for methane production. If we could harness that gas, we could probably power the electric used in his/her TV everyday.
Finally, we just need a little crazy welcome back from a long holiday weekend...my brother's meds still aren't right. He's not happy, so he wins a trip to the unit where his psych actually is working now that he/she is not on vacation. I'm crossing my fingers that his regular doc can settle the issues once and for all.
And if that wasn't crazy enough, traveling partner and I are still dealing with the boss on various travel issues. Next time, I'll volunteer someone else to go to a conference with him instead.
More to come...stay tuned.
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