DragonClaw
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First call of the day.
97 YOF, recent STEMI. Taking her home on hospice with DNR. We make scene and my partner is primary. He gets a small report, not much to say on it.
We don't allow riders unless they are or accompanying a minor.
Right before departure the family is having second thoughts on it. We check with sup, they'll allow a rider in this case. The dr made sure to let the family know that she could go any second. That she might not make it home. They want to try and bring her home though.
They decide to transport her. It's only a 10 minute transport. Son comes with.
We barely make it out of the parking lot and my partner can't find a pulse and she's not breathing. Per sup, continue to destination. We cannot pronounce and she's been discharged already.
The hospice sent equipment for her, oxygen and comfort measures but the hospice nurse wasn't there yet. They're not sure if they can pronounce or not. Sup kicks around the idea of sending JP or ME but we hold off until the nurse gets there. Like 30 minutes after our arrival.
The son completely understood that she could have died in transport and then did. The woman at the house (unsure of the relationship) was upset. I know no amount of dr talk can prepare you for the moment it happens and it's a lot of pressure and stress but she kept changing her mind
We were waiting on the nurse to see if she would call it. We called their company and asked what their protocols were to try and save some time. Their clinical coordinator didn't know and she says to wait for the nurse to get there.
The female present was upset the nurse wasn't there and ready. She was upset the hospital apparently urged the discharge. She was happy the pt was home. She wanted the pt's body to go to the morgue/funeral home immediately. So I'm not really sure what she wanted.
The nurse arrived and confirmed she could call it. So we moved her body inside and the nurse signed the report and called the funeral home to come get the body
We went out to the truck and a different lady who was part of the family came out to thank us for bringing her home so they could say goodbye. Then we left.
Part of me is kinda .... I wish I could have done something. I originally felt like we failed. That we didn't get her home alive, but then I got to thinking. Everyone knew the moment was near and that it could very well happen in the ambulance. We got to our destination safely and by the book. There's nothing more I could have done.
But the mere fact I can't do anything more seems... I dunno. Just kind of memento mori.
And I guess that's it. The human condition is terminal and she was surrounded by loved ones, her son was there when she died.
But I just wish I could have done more.
Maybe that sounds like I have a God complex. Maybe I do have one.
I dunno.
It was just pretty cut and dry. She's dead and didn't make it home alive.
Thoughts?
Edit: The not allowing riders is due to the Rona.
97 YOF, recent STEMI. Taking her home on hospice with DNR. We make scene and my partner is primary. He gets a small report, not much to say on it.
We don't allow riders unless they are or accompanying a minor.
Right before departure the family is having second thoughts on it. We check with sup, they'll allow a rider in this case. The dr made sure to let the family know that she could go any second. That she might not make it home. They want to try and bring her home though.
They decide to transport her. It's only a 10 minute transport. Son comes with.
We barely make it out of the parking lot and my partner can't find a pulse and she's not breathing. Per sup, continue to destination. We cannot pronounce and she's been discharged already.
The hospice sent equipment for her, oxygen and comfort measures but the hospice nurse wasn't there yet. They're not sure if they can pronounce or not. Sup kicks around the idea of sending JP or ME but we hold off until the nurse gets there. Like 30 minutes after our arrival.
The son completely understood that she could have died in transport and then did. The woman at the house (unsure of the relationship) was upset. I know no amount of dr talk can prepare you for the moment it happens and it's a lot of pressure and stress but she kept changing her mind
We were waiting on the nurse to see if she would call it. We called their company and asked what their protocols were to try and save some time. Their clinical coordinator didn't know and she says to wait for the nurse to get there.
The female present was upset the nurse wasn't there and ready. She was upset the hospital apparently urged the discharge. She was happy the pt was home. She wanted the pt's body to go to the morgue/funeral home immediately. So I'm not really sure what she wanted.
The nurse arrived and confirmed she could call it. So we moved her body inside and the nurse signed the report and called the funeral home to come get the body
We went out to the truck and a different lady who was part of the family came out to thank us for bringing her home so they could say goodbye. Then we left.
Part of me is kinda .... I wish I could have done something. I originally felt like we failed. That we didn't get her home alive, but then I got to thinking. Everyone knew the moment was near and that it could very well happen in the ambulance. We got to our destination safely and by the book. There's nothing more I could have done.
But the mere fact I can't do anything more seems... I dunno. Just kind of memento mori.
And I guess that's it. The human condition is terminal and she was surrounded by loved ones, her son was there when she died.
But I just wish I could have done more.
Maybe that sounds like I have a God complex. Maybe I do have one.
I dunno.
It was just pretty cut and dry. She's dead and didn't make it home alive.
Thoughts?
Edit: The not allowing riders is due to the Rona.
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