Even though today was probably more busy for our MICU team as a whole, it was a little slower of a day for me. All my patients were pretty stable with mostly minor interventions. One of them did have some activity toward the end of the day was kind of exciting, but both in a good and a bad way. It’s kinda hard to watch people come out of sedation, at least when they appear to be struggling and fighting, or if they are coming out of it agitated.
On another note, I haven’t had to talk to any family members about their loved one in the hospital which is good, but also having those conversations is part of what I like about the ICU, not in the sense that I like it when people are sick and having to break that news to people. There is just something that feels special about being in this place between life and death, dealing out what hope you can, fighting against death, but at the same time trying to do you best to manage expectations and guide patients and families gracefully to whatever may happen. It feels morbid to put it down in writing, and I am not sure if that is even a good way to think about my time here, but I guess it’s how I feel none the less.
nANIMOv 