It's Christmas on Trauma and what does Santy have for you? One size large 3rd degree burn from a scalding pot of grease, one malodorous nasty wound infection, one holiday stabbing at the mall, and a paaaartridge in a pear treeeee...!
It's sad when patients are NPO and can't have anything to eat or drink and they literally beg you for ice chips. "I'm sorry", "I wish I could..." (the worst is when you forget and ask them if they've ordered breakfast yet. Ouch. Sorry!)
Even sadder is being a patient hospitalized on Christmas who holds the holidays in very high regard and is alone with no family or friends in the area to visit them. But possibly saddest of all is dying on Christmas at 7:00am. Good morning and good night, and Merry Christmas.
oh my. we all get so caught up. most peoples problems (read: mine) are so small we should shut up and help someone out.
ReplyDelete