It all started when I had just helped the nurse get the patient settled after coming back from a CT scan. He looked tired, but the nurse and I both felt like something else wasn’t right. I took another set of vitals. His blood pressure was a little low and his temperature a little high. We continued to monitor him with vitals every 15 minutes. Nothing changed.
I called for the charge nurse to come look at the patient. When the charge nurse arrived I left …show more content…
My heart must have skipped a beat. I was so nervous when my name was called. The charge nurse looked at me with an intense serious expression and said my name. “Lesanna, go get a CBG machine and hurry!” I literally sprinted down the hall, plugged in the 3-digit code and opened the storage room. I grabbed the bright purple blood glucose monitor and carrying case with all the supplies and hurried back. The room was overflowing. Nurses were trying to get who was not needed to stand in the hall to allow more room. Then I arrived, I ran in the room and handed the charge nurse the CBG machine. Everyone in the room was taking turns doing compressions. 2 breaths were given from the bag mask after every 30 compressions. Meanwhile, the AED was analyzing and shocking when needed. They were just trying to get the patient stable enough to transport down in the Intensive Care Unit where there is 1:1 constant observation. Finally with everyone working together, the patient’s heart beat and pulse came back. At that point, everyone had to move quickly. Transportation was ready to go. They wheeled the patient out of the room on the bed and quickly made their way to the elevators down the hall. The patient’s medications were forgotten, so I had to bring them down to the ICU. When I arrived, I saw what looked to be our patient hooked up to anything and everything. It was unsettling. I felt sad, but hopeful they would come out of this with a full