So this morning, around 5:00 a.m., I was on hospital rounds, reviewing a chart on the cardiac floor. I'd been asked to see the gentleman in room 31 (Reverend Jones, of Local Church), for a small stroke he'd had.
Suddenly the monitor tech paged overhead: "Room 31 is in V-tach! Check patient STAT!!!".
About 5 nearby nurses jumped up and ran into the room, throwing the door open, flipping the lights on, racing to the bed.
Reverend Jones was, uh, playing with certain things. Without sheets over him, either.
He explained that he "just wanted to see if my man-parts still work after the stroke".
I decided to just see him this afternoon, after his MRI is done. He's had enough embarrassment for the morning.
21 comments:
Great title!
Poor man! It's not as bad, but when I was in the recovery room after and EP study, attempting very uncomfortably to use a bedpan. I guess I was getting a little worked up, because my HR increased significantly. My doctors and 3 nurses ran in and yanked the covers down (curtains back and everything) to get an ECG - and promptly realized what I was trying to do. Total humiliation.
Great blog, by the way!
If it had progressed to VF, he wouldn't have known if he was coming or going.....
i'm guessing some frontal lobe impairment, there. where was the stroke on the MRI? and how many frontal lobe signs did he have on exam?
and, I agree with the previous comment - perfect title.
Sorry, small vessel lacune, on left. Only a facial droop.
Fortunately, patient was left-handed, as we all noticed when we ran in.
Would you classify this as a recurrent stroke?
Doesn't he know what that will do to his eyesight?
Love it!!!
Also love your blog! There's so much crazy stuff out there in medical land...
LOL!! oh my gosh!!! and it was only 5 o'clock in the morning; was this considered a good start for your day?
betty
Great timing on your post. I was in the ER last night/this morning (3 am), thinking I was having a heart attack. They x-rayed, took blood, ekg etc.etc. No one yelled STAT, actually they said go home. So I guess that's good news, right?
Depends on what you were doing when the chest pain started...
ha ha ha ha!!!! Best. Title. Ever.
What was the name of the church again? Our Lady of the Purple Yogurt Slinger?
I'm sorry, that was inappropriate.
OhMyWord! I bet he won't ever do that again in a hospital setting!
Maybe its that I jave a background in psych, rather than medicine, but other than the unintentional embbarrassment, this seems like a healthy response to the situation. I mean, if I had something happen that involved bloodflow and numbness and some loss of control, id be pretty quick wanting to find out what still works. And that area of specialized equipment would be very high on the list...lol!
Bless me father for I have .... er .... done something...
Chris@Maugaritaville-
Wow! At my age I thought I'd heard every English language euphemism for winkie there is. But I guess there are always more.
OMG sooo funny. I'd hate to be the patient...how about not announcing possible lethal rhythems overhead. I would be anxious if I kept hearing room numbers and stuff overhead! On our unit, usually the V-tach turns out to be vigerous toothbrushing....not quite as funny!
Grumpy:
I love it! That was just too funny...damned near spit out my coffee here in the local Starbucks.
Boys will be boys, even if they're ministers. Gotta check the equipment after such a horrible thing.
if you're "Yogurt" was purple.. i have a sneaking suspicion you would not be seeing a neurologist for this condition.
You're killing me over here! LMBO (laughing my behind off)
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