The last days of O&G

Well work the last two nights has kept me busy enough that I didn't get time to post on my blog either night. I am quite sad about that, as I wanted to get to work on my other blog, but right now I don't have the energy for it. I am tired. Work last night was exhausting. By 4am I was devastated to realise I still had another 4 hrs to go. We'd already managed to have a MET call (Medical Emergency Team - sort of a level before a code blue - means you need urgent assistance and a bunch of doctors run up from the emergency) on an FBC pt (family birth centre - meaning a midwife pt that I didn't have anything to do with until it was an emergency) for a PPH (post partem haemorrhage - that is after bub delivered, mum just kept bleeding) which had been stressful enough. By the time all the people arrived, I had already put in two large bore (16 guage) cannulas and she was starting to come good (yay, pt recovering consciousness). Then there was just the constant underlying stress of a CTG that looked a little flat and non-reassuring. I just wanted to go home.

The night before was probably a little better, except I had to deal with a bit of nonsense from emergency. Sorting out a patient they'd admitted under O&G but hadn't actually told me about, and when I went to see her she didn't actually have what they said she had and I had to sit down with the pt for ages sorting her out and counselling her. And it was a patient that should have been met at the door and sent home. Then it turned out because emerg hadn't handed the patient over to me (as in the doctor who saw her had gone home by the time I discovered I had a pt there - incidently I found out when my consultant rang and asked me about her and I looked dumb because I knew nothing), I didn't know the anaesthetist had been called in for the next day's unneccessary procedure. Which means I didn't ring the anaesthetist and tell him that it wasn't on because the patient was normal, which meant he turned up and he was the only one who did and he wasn't too happy (which I found out last night when my consultant rang me and said "you didn't cancel the anaesthetist - he came in for the procedure". I had to explain that I had no idea the anaesthetist had ever been told about the procedure.

NO more O&G! Holidays for two weeks:)

You live and learn. I won't be posting for a while - I'm going skiing:) I doubt I will have internet access. So everybody have a good week:)