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Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-31

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Zombies!!!

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I hate horror movies…

A while ago I walked into our crew lounge where the other members of my crew had just popped in some low-budget zombie flick. It was your classic “B-Movie” and had all the hallmarks of every good zombie show that I’ve ever seen. Gratuitous bloodshed by hapless victims? Check. The walking dead feasting on human flesh? Check. A few good looking zombified women? Check and Check. I watched it against my better judgment. I hate horror flicks for all of the above reasons, except for the good looking women of course. I have an annoying habit of taking on the characteristics of every movie that I watch for varying lengths of time. After watching Top Gun, for instance, I drove my car like a fighter pilot for a few days. After watching Star Wars I tried to use the force to get the TV remote from across the room when I lay down on the couch. After watching the South Park Movie I swore every other word. Really. So I don’t like horror flicks because I get scared like a little girl afterwards and I don’t like it.

Unfortunately though, I watched the whole thing like a doofus, knowing full well that I’d be having nightmares later.

Cue the call for the unresponsive seizure victim…

We went to an apartment complex where our patient had fallen into a seizure right by the inward swinging door to his apartment. He had fallen in a way that made it so his body was blocking the door and I could only swing it open a few inches, just enough for me to squeeze inside. He was pretty out of it, and wasn’t responding with anything but unintelligible grunts and groans.

Then, of course, he moved and shut the door, blocking it with his body and trapping me alone in his apartment with him while he was groaning on the floor.

Does it make me a scaredy cat because I thought I was going to be eaten by a zombie?

I hate horror flicks…

 

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Questions About EMS on a sleepy morning – Care to answer?

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It is a very sleepy morning for me today. Yesterday was a hard-fought day on the ambulance by our standards. For the first part of the day I couldn’t run a call without somebody getting angry at me. It really didn’t bother me all that much, but you know how it goes. I actually got about 6 hours of sleep during the night though, so I got that going for me. Perhaps it’s the morning fog mixed with the lack of coffee available in the station this morning that’s causing my AM neural firings to generate random questions… perhaps I’m just nuts. However, if y’all would like to think about some things (and perhaps answer in the comments section, please) I invite you to join in on my personal morning groggies.

Here goes:

  • If Medicare would assign a payment that you could access for treating and releasing patients, thereby diverting them from the Emergent healthcare system and redirecting them to the more cost effective healthcare system, how would that change the industry?

 

  • If your service could choose to accept a lower payment from Medicare and Medicaid for every transport without regard to the nuances of medical necessity and never have to be denied reimbursement in exchange for a lower payment for every call, would your service take it? How would that change the industry?

 

  • How would you improve your service if all of a sudden a big, national competitor moved into your service area and started taking your share of the market… you’re losing calls to them and it’s affecting your bottom line… What do you do to improve your service to keep yourself in business?

 

  • How would you change your care if your medical director was watching over your shoulder on every call? What would change if it were your mother watching you?

I think that these questions aren’t the biggest questions facing the industry today, but I’ll bet ya’ that if they were considered by peons like us and also by the powers that our landscape would change quite a bit, wouldn’t it?

See you in the comment’s section.

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Busy Blogger Rerun #34132

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Good morning all!

I’ve been running quicker than I’ve been able to keep up with lately and I thought that I’d dig down into the archives and give you an older post to read. I think that it’s entertaining.

I take that back, I think that it’s frankly, shocking. (Ha!)

http://lifeunderthelights.com/2009/05/lie-back-and-do-whatever-the-nice-officer-says/

Enjoy

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Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-24

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Equipment Review: Scary Post Ahead

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This was one of my first posts. Since I’m attending an EMS conference, I figured it deserved a bump-up too. Good Luck!

Some of you have been telling me: “Chris, you’re a good paramedic. You should be providing tips and tricks for EMS people so that they can use your hard-won wisdom to improve their patient care. Don’t spend your time ranting about things that bother you in the back of the truck and keep making feeble attempts to make people laugh. Write a serious article, darn it!!”

Actually, I’m really the only one that’s been telling me that, since this blog is only read by like, six people including my mother, fiancé, and my cat… but nonetheless I am going to attempt a serious piece regarding actual patient care issues. As such, I have identified piece of equipment that is carried on my ambulance and is most probably carried on every ambulance in the country. This particular piece of patient care equipment is rarely used, yet critical for patient care when needed. When this piece of equipment is called for, the patient needs it and needs it NOW. Yet, I’m sure that even the most experienced EMTs and Paramedics are struck with horror at the mere thought of its use.

I’m talking here about: The bedpan.

Yes, in my storied career I have been called upon to use a bedpan more often than I would have liked to. The situation is almost always the same, the patient is otherwise stable but the pressures of the bumpy ride on the human bowels are just too much for him or her during the prolonged transport time. Usually in complicated cases like these I prefer to bring along a nurse, since they are eminently more qualified to perform in these critical patient care scenarios. However, as is often the case in EMS, we are called upon to take care of any patient presentation in any patient population and must perform professionally in all situations. I have researched the use of this piece of patient equipment in numerous trade publications and critical care guides and have been struck with the lack of educational materials available for this critical patient care skill.

So, as any EMS writer would do when setting out to write a patient care article, I hit the streets to query other paramedics and EMTs on their secrets for the proper use of the bedpan. I began with the coworkers I have at my two ambulance jobs, one a private, not-for-profit city 911/Specialty Care Transport service and the other a Fire Department based service. Both of them work around 3000 calls per year and run at the ALS level. Here is a sampling of the responses I received:

Question: By a show of hands, how many of you have used a bedpan in the back of an ambulance??

Answer: I raised my hand.

Some of the people there wanted me to clarify the question, they wanted to know if I meant had THEY themselves personally used a bedpan in the back of an ambulance? One guy admitted to using a urinal in the back while transporting a patient. When badgered by the other providers, he clarified by saying that it “was a pretty long trip”. I offered that there have been some situations in my career where I have put the bedpan under a patient who absolutely HAD to go poopie during a trip to the hospital. However, and I just realized that this is the most blessed thing to ever happen to me ever, not one of them has ever been able to “go” with me hovering over them.

Of course, in EMS, I have been covered with every imaginable bodily fluid, including the unholy trinity of urine, vomit, and feces ALL AT THE SAME TIME. And I have plans to erect a statue to the person who came up with the idea of prehospital people administering Zofran (an anti-throw up medication). The other day I spent a few minutes starting a saline lock IV on a lady in her bed inside her apartment just so that I could give her that blessed medication. My fairly new EMT partner wanted to know why I did that, when I usually wait until we’re back in the truck. I let him know that I had been on the foot end of the stair chair going down the stairs before the golden-age of zofran had arrived.

Yes, us “experienced” EMS providers (read: old people who never got real jobs) will tell you that when you can’t let go of the end of the stair chair without letting your patient plummet down a full flight of stairs and the patient chooses THAT EXACT MOMENT to decide that they just *have* to throw up. You well, you just have to close your eyes, close your mouth, lower your face to cover your nostrils, and take it like a true professional. Been there, done that, cleaned the chicken and rice out of my ears with a q-tip. It’s moments like that when you reevaluate your commitment to the profession, and realize that it must be something other than the *interesting* amount of money that they pay you that keeps you coming to work every day. For me, it’s the amount of time that I get to spend typing up articles about bedpans and vomit in my ears… at least it is right now. Has anyone else ever thought that they had been ruined by EMS? I mean, I don’t think that I could ever do an office job. Years of EMS work has left me with the remarkable ability to begin to focus on something like a laser beam for 90minutes tops, then… Hey look!! A Bunny!!

Oh yea, bedpans. So you slide them under the patient and um… Pray that they’re positioned correctly. Wear correct BSI including a pair of gloves, a mask, goggles, and Vick’s Vapo-Rub under your nostrils. Of course, for us old timers, this is required even when you’re making your partner use the bedpan in the back while you drive (heh) Ever So Carefully to your destination. Tell your partner that they need the experience, tell them how professional they are being and tell them that they’re showing true compassion to the patient. Then go out and buy them an ice cream cone filled with Rocky Road. With any luck, you’ll get to eat that too when they suddenly become less than hungry.

In all seriousness, everyone poops. Never let your patient suffer when you can alleviate their suffering with a simple slide of the bedpan under their derriere. Of course, make sure that they REALLY have to go to lessen your risk of contaminating yourself with some really funky pathogens, and also to avoid ticking off the nurses’ lobby by taking their jobs.

Until next time…

 

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Cat Puke Chicken

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Note: This is a repost. I’ve been a busy blogger and this post deserved a bump-up. Also, the “Fiance” in this post is now my lovely wife. Enjoy.

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The other day I got off shift at 8am and had to be to work at my other full-time job at 10am. Since both of the jobs that I work at are about a half hour from my house in opposite directions it worked out that I had about a half hour to go home, perform the personal hygiene ritual, change uniforms, and get on my way to work again. So I did that, got home, fed the cat, and got all prettied up as quickly as I could. Then, without warning, on my way out of the house I noticed it: A pile of cat puke on my rug.

Yes, I like cats. I have one. She’s a keeper, regardless of her regurgitation issues. I think that I’m more of a man because I love my fluffy-wuffy lil’ Kitty-Witty. So cat puke on my rug isn’t the horror of horrors to me that it might be to some people. In EMS, we tend to get puked on by humans more often than does the regular population and that fact may have further desensitized me to the violent act of emesis perpetrated on my rug by my mostly cute little kitty. However, I do like a clean house and the cat puke on my rug is an issue that normally warrants immediate action.

But of course, that’s not what happened. And for those of you in a spousal relationship with another human being you know exactly what I did. You guessed it, I left the cat puke on my carpet and went to work. For those of you who are not in a spousal relationship with another human you may not understand the thought process here. Yes, as I looked down at the cat puke on my otherwise (mostly) spotless rug the thought that it must be immediately cleaned up did in fact occur to me; but the other thought that occurred to me was: “I can leave and go to work and when I get home, my lovely fiancé will have cleaned this up for me. She’ll think that the cat puked on the rug *after* I went to work and I’ll get off scot free!”

And so that’s what I did. Yes, I *could* have taken the five or so minutes it would have taken to clean up the cat puke… but in my defense I’m a model employee and I need those extra five minutes of early arrival time at work to drink coffee and to tell everyone what a model employee I am. So if I would have cleaned it up I would have taken the risk of not being such a model employee. So you see, leaving the cat puke for my lovely, beautiful, and remarkably intelligent fiancé (who will probably read this, btw) to clean up was not something that I did because I’m lazy. It was something I did so I could continue to bring home the bacon for my family in the most productive manor possible.

That’s what I thought anyway, until I came home late that night after a hard day’s 10 hour shift off of a hard fought 24 hour shift spent saving lives and alleviating the suffering of the sick and injured and stepped in the same pile of cat puke on my carpet that I had courageously not cleaned up the morning before. True, she had put in a paltry 12 hour shift at the fire department practicing for the recliner racing 500 and had fed, bathed, and put our son to bed; but that didn’t stop my obviously well-earned righteous indignation to the pile of cat puke permeating my pile covered floor. She had decided (although she swears that she did not in fact see the pile of puke) that I should be the one to clean up the cat puke using some amount of flimsy logic that I have yet to understand.

So, to tie the above 646 words back into the title of the piece, “Cat Puke Chicken” is not the new special at your local Chinese Restaurant. It is the battle of wills that solidified between my fiancé and I as soon as my sock made contact with partially digested Kitty Kibble. We both subconsciously agreed to ignore the cat puke for as long as we could stand it in order to have the other person clean it up first. (See also: “Laundry Chicken”, “Last Sip of Milk in the Carton Chicken”, and “Couples’ Counseling”). This occurs a lot, unfortunately, in most relationships between other perfectly rational human beings. We know that we don’t like having cat puke on our carpeting; we obviously know that the cat puke should be cleaned up at the first available opportunity; and we also have continued doing the other things that we normally do to keep our houses from turning into slovenly hovels. In fact, while this has been going on I have cleaned numerous dishes, laundered, dried, and folded at least four loads of laundry, and have started (but not finished) three household improvement projects. I’m at least as good as a housekeeper as the next guy (Read: Not a good housekeeper) and I do indeed do my best to keep my family and myself from living in squalor.

So why, as two perfectly rational adults who um, chose to work in EMS, are we locked into this powerful battle of powerful wills? In a word: “politics”. Not the kind of politics that provide the revenue stream for the myriad of cable news networks, but the politics of household supremacy that truly affect our day to day lives. This isn’t Senator So-and-So bloviating about the fact that pork in the stimulus bill is in fact, not pork… it’s me and the woman that I love and want to spend the rest of my life with deciding who shall be the designated Cat-Puke-Cleaner-Upper!! Pulse pounding stuff here.

And as with everything else, this got me thinking about politics in EMS.

Say you’re in a service way far away from anywhere where I work and you have a small volunteer squad that covers the areas that your service is not jurisdictionally bound to cover. Sure, your service would be glad to come if they called you, but somewhere back in history when the powers that be drew the political boundaries they decided that your service was not responsible to respond to the pleas for help that come from that particular geographic area. Suppose that your service just happens to be a small ALS service with two paramedic ambulances and a BLS ambulance on duty 24/7 and the other service was a BLS squad with volunteers coming from home and/or work. These volunteers are dedicated, caring individuals that want to do the best that they can for their friends and neighbors but work in a system where when a call for service comes out it takes about 20 to 25 minutes for the system to get an ambulance to the patient’s side. Say also that the service that you work for has your three ambulances and paramedics about 6 miles from their patients staffed and on duty but you can’t respond because the political system is such that you would be in trouble if you did so.

You may also relate to having that coworker in your EMS or Fire service that just isn’t up to par. They may be a basically qualified EMS provider through the state licensing body, but you still would cringe at the thought of that person responding to take care of anyone in your group of family or friends. They’re a provider that just doesn’t get it. Their care is substandard, their attitude is poor, and you can’t help but feel that the patients being “cared” for by this individual or crew aren’t getting the best medical care possible from your service. You’d want to say something, and normally would, but you’d become an outcast in your agency and would be looked down upon for blowing the whistle. Besides, even if you did the service is short handed and your management wouldn’t fix the problem anyhow because they need to staff the trucks.

Or maybe you can see that EMS in general is underfunded, underappreciated, and undereducated and you can’t shake the feeling that something has to be done to improve patient care industry-wide. You feel powerless to do so, but you’re angered every time you see a representation of bumbling ambulance drivers on TV, or see the local news completely mishandle a news story involving EMS, or especially when you look at your paltry pay check.

In all of the above cases, you’ve got cat puke on your rug and you’re hoping that somebody else is going to clean it up.

As EMS professionals, we know that there are myriad little political games that play out in each and every little jurisdiction a
cross the map. This service may not call this service for mutual aid because someone’s brother once stole a pumpkin from one of the other service member’s brother’s pumpkin patch. “Jim” may not provide good care, but you let it slide because he’s popular with the other crews. Sure, the local fire department gets a kajillion dollars more in funding than your EMS service does and runs like a tenth of the calls that you do, but that’s just the way it’s always been, right?

We need to step up as a profession and clean the cat puke from our carpet. Ignore the politics. Ignore the personal hurt feelings and the power plays. EMS is about the patient. It isn’t about you, or me, or that person down there. We exist solely to save lives and alleviate suffering in the people that we serve in the best possible way that we can. Nothing else matters more than that. So if you can see that cat puke on your rug, and I’m absolutely positive that you know exactly what I’m talking about no matter where you are, you probably have better things to do than be playing chicken. We all need to stand up and say that we are the Cat-Puke-Cleaner-Uppers and that quality EMS is our responsibility, no matter what little political games of chicken are going on. Our patients deserve nothing less.

(Fiance’s note: As of press time, the pile of cat puke on Chris’s floor is still intact solidifying into the fibers of the carpet)

 

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Are We the Gatekeepers to the Emergency Healthcare System? – EMS 2.0

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Did I do good?

The Chronicles of EMS, if you’re living under a rock and you haven’t heard, is a cooperative effort between the Great Filmmaker Thaddeus Setla (EMSmedia.tv), the Remarkably Strong Paramedic Mark Glencourse (Medic999), and the “Ruggedly Handsome” firefighter/paramedic Justin Schorr (The Happy Medic). Their cooperative venture has taught me things that I’ve put to use in my own EMS practice that I believe have improved my care. Mark showed me the UK’s “Front Loaded” model and Justin has been talking about EMS providers being a gatekeeper to the emergency healthcare system. It’s a powerful collaboration. (Be sure to follow #CoEMS on twitter and become a fan of Chronicles of EMS on Facebook as well)

So here’s an example of what I mean. I can talk about this now because it’s been long enough that I can sufficiently muddle any possible trace back to the patient and fulfill any patient confidentiality concerns. I work in two very diverse service areas and cover approximately 35 different skilled nursing facilities at any one time. So in the time since the Chronicles of EMS has come out I’ve transported umpteen-hundred patients from those facilities and the patient I’m writing about could be any of those umpteen hundred. So there’s no way to violate confidentiality, Mmmm ‘Kay? 

Anyway, some time ago I was dispatched as the ALS response to backup a BLS ambulance for the “unresponsive” patient at a skilled nursing facility. I arrived a few seconds after the ambulance did and carried my drug bag and EKG/Defib into the facility with the ambulance crew following close behind with their jump kit, the cot, and a backboard. After a few seconds in the facility, a staff member directed me to the Physical Therapy area of the facility which was a bit of a walk. When I got there, I saw three other staff members huddled around an elderly female patient who was seated in a reclining chair.

The staff members were fairly excited about the situation, as was the patient, who was very much conscious and alert. The story everyone told me at once was that the patient had finished her physical therapy session on her upper body to strengthen her shoulders and had been sat in the chair by the PT Assistant to rest. After a few minutes, the PT asst. came to check on the patient and found her unresponsive to verbal stimuli, by which I mean that the patient would not awake when spoken to. The PT asst. called the facility’s emergency response team and another staff member activated 911. When one of the nurses arrived, the patient awoke to a sternal rub and was quite surprised to be the subject of so much attention. She had been fully alert and cognitive since that time and when I asked her she denied any chief complaint other than being understandably emotional about the situation.

As I do with every patient after I rule out any immediate life threats I moved into a more detailed assessment. My lady here had skin that was Pink, Warm, and dry. Her pupils were PERRL and her Cincinatti Pre-hospital stroke scale was negative. Her Lungs were clear, her abdomen was soft and non-tender with normoactive bowel sounds, and her extremities were warm and had good pulses, motor, and sensation. Her blood glucose was well within limits, and so were all of her vital signs. All of my other assessment findings were not indicative of any acute abnormalities other than a complaint of slight shoulder pain and weakness which could have been indicative of either an acute MI or of a rigorous PT session. So, to be even more thorough, I hooked her up to my 5-lead EKG which showed normal sinus rhythm with some peaked T-waves. I then ran a 12-lead EKG which was admittedly probably better than mine is.

I asked the nurse “Has she had a potassium level drawn recently?” She looked through the patient’s chart and found out that the patient in fact had been tested for that two days prior and had been found to have a slightly elevated serum potassium level. Since they had been active witnesses to my assessment we agreed that other than for perhaps a bit too much potassium there was little chance of anything being wrong with the patient.

Since we were here in the US and not in the UK like Mark, where he can treat and release (or “Respond, not Convey”) I asked the patient if she wanted us to take her to the hospital. She didn’t want to go and said that she just wanted to go back to bed. When the staff members weren’t completely convinced that we shouldn’t transport her, I suggested that they call the patient’s primary care physician to ask him what his wishes were. The nurse did so, and called from her cell phone in front of us. She did a good job of explaining in detail the events of the call and our collective assessment findings, I provided my interpretation of the 12-lead EKG and chimed in with my assessment findings that I use in my acute care practice.

For his part, the doctor was amenable to treating the patient at the facility and stated that he was comfortable with us not transporting the patient. He ordered a few stat labs and requested that we leave a copy of the 12-lead for the patient’s chart, which I was happy to do. Bottom line: The patient signed a refusal and was happy not to have to go to the hospital; The skilled-nursing-facility staff members were happy that the patient was in no immediate danger; and I was happy that we had made the best possible decision for the patient and that I wasn’t exposing her to unnecessary risk.

What happened here is exactly one of the things that I and others have been talking about with the EMS 2.0 movement: EMS people having the ability to make an educated and sound decision about the best possible healthcare options for our patients and not simply having to activate the full emergency healthcare system for every complaint. This case had every element of that and I believe that the patient being redirected through her normal primary healthcare pathway was a much better choice than taking her to the emergency room.

Heck, since there turned out to be no adverse results to this, and since the patient was probably on Medicare, I would surmise that I’ve ended up saving the taxpayers thousands of dollars in unneccesary costs… Huh? Can educating and empowering paramedics “save” the healthcare system in the US by creating a huge savings in the most expensive form of providing healthcare?

What do you think? Did I do good?

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Be the Glow Worm – HazMat for EMS.

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I am not a glow worm.

Full disclosure – This is a repost from 09/2009 – It deserved a bump-up and to fix the video. Make sure to watch the vid!

Hazardous Materials, or “HazMat” as it is commonly known, is scary stuff. At least for me that is. In public safety circles, they’re mainly the concern of firefighters and I’ve never received training on them outside of the realm of the fire department. My EMS only agencies have always told me that we remain in the “cold zone” and wait for patients to be brought to us after decontamination.

And that’s just fine with me. Ckemtp is NOT a glow worm… did I mention that?

But, since I’m also a firefighter I finally broke down one weekend and gave in to the pressure I was under to get my HazMat Operations certification. 40 hours of class, lots of homework, and some very dry PowerPoint slide shows. After the first weekend of the class there’s some things that I’ve learned and figured out.

1. HazMat’s still scary.

2. Ck’s still not a glow worm.

3. EMS agencies really need to train more on HazMat.

“We know hazmat” you say. And I know that you’re saying it because that’s what I would have said before those last 20 boring hours spent learning that I knew nothing about hazmat. HazMat is something that we take for granted in that we think that it won’t happen in our jurisdiction, or that it won’t affect us on our day to day. I happen to hope that it won’t hit during my duty days.

This video is from Seward, IL. A small town in the middle of a lot of corn that found itself one day having a big problem. The video is from a surveillance camera on the side of a grade school in the middle of town. The vid starts slow, but has a definite “HOLY CRAP!” moment about halfway through. You’ll see what I mean, all hell breaks loose.


 
See? Holy hell on crutches! That’s anhydrous ammonia, a common chemical used in farming (and in methamphetamine production). A tanker truck full of the stuff sprung a leak and flooded the town with a toxic cloud. Thankfully, nobody was killed. There were a few firefighters sent to the hospital, and some very scary moments, but it all turned out to be ok. This one’s from the same school. It’s just as scary.

Remember this, a HazMat incident doesn’t have to be the once in a while overturned tanker truck full of MethylEthylBadJuJu. Any every day response can turn quickly into a hazardous materials incident.

Not too long ago, an EMS only agency that I may or may not work for received a call for an “eye injury” in one of our really rural response areas. This call generated a single ALS ambulance only response out to the farm where the injury happened.

The medic and the EMT responded out to the scene, which was about a 15minute emergent response. Arriving at the farm, they were directed to the dairy barn to find their patient.

Their patient was in a lot of pain.

Apparently, he worked for a dairy services company and was delivering product to the farm when he was injured. If you don’t know much about dairies, milk processing leaves a byproduct called “Milk Stone” which is the dissolved minerals in milk solidifying on dairy equipment. Think of hard-water stains. Dairies use products containing phosphoric acid to clean it out. It’s like Lime Away on steroids. This stuff is pretty nasty. Dairies use it in a diluted form, but the supply companies carry the concentrated stuff. This patient was filling a container with the high-powered stuff to dilute it into the customer’s container when the concentrate fell. He reflexively looked right down at the falling container and got a face full of the stuff when it splashed back up at him.

Do you remember that chemical burn stuff you were trained on? He had them. Do you remember the decontamination training you had? What about proper personal protective equipment, do you have it? Do you know when to put it on? Do you know how? What do you know about the chemical?

While treating the patient, one of the paramedics noticed that his EMS gloves was turning white. It was the acid eating through it. A lot of water was used to irrigate the patient, and the providers, before transporting the patient to the hospital.

This was an everyday incident that actually happened. Think about how you’d handle it, because tomorrow it could happen to you.

And once again, Ck is not a glow worm.

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Expanding Our Career Options – Non-Traditional EMS Jobs

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In my decade or so working in EMS, I’ve had the chance to ply my paramedic skills in more places than the back of an ambulance. I’ve been employed as an ER technician, which is of course the usual suspect for a paramedic looking to move their career options from more than just “The back of the truck” and “the front of the truck”, I’ve been employed as a security guard *slash* paramedic for a hospital chain that ran an ambulance service using their security department, and I’ve worked as a paramedic in an urgent care clinic. I think that EMTs and paramedics can and should expand their career options and that to do so, we’ve got to take a few collective steps.

The professional knowledge, skills, and abilities held by a paramedic combined with the unique personal characteristics of successful EMS people makes our profession a valuable resource to a wide variety of potential employers. These employers, beyond the traditional ambulance services, fire departments, and emergency healthcare providers, stand to benefit greatly from opening their hiring processes to paramedics, as does our profession and the general public. Imagine one day that you’ll type in the word “Paramedic” into your favorite job search engine and have more options available to you than you’ve ever thought possible. Imagine that one day when you’ve progressed to a point in your career where the prospect of getting up at all hours of the day and night no longer sounds like a good idea you would be able to get a job that is a better fit to your personality and your unique set of side skills. I say that our ability to improvise, to think quickly on our feet, and to make solid decisions based upon our knowledge base and experiences in the face of limited and evolving information are useful to business in this day and age. 

At the urgent care clinic where I worked, there rarely was a call for my advanced life support skills. Rather we had the run-of-the mill cases that would come into the clinic for immediate-access primary care. My skills at patient history-taking, assessment, triage, and bandaging got a work-out. So did my skills in relating to patients on a personal level and interfacing with patients and their families across the demographic spectrum. I also learned how to prepare, acquire, and process various laboratory tests including point-of-care testing for common conditions and how to properly obtain and prepare samples for advanced labs. Surprisingly perhaps, I got a great deal more practice drawing-up, mixing, and administering medications more so than I ever have in the field. Working with the doctors greatly improved my skills as a diagnostician and has helped me immeasurably in my ambulance practice. (Yes, I said “my ambulance practice”) I highly recommend for both Urgent Care Clinics as well as for paramedics to explore this wonderful partnership. 

What that experience taught me is that I could “fit” into that job description as a paramedic, it also taught me that there was a learning curve in moving out of the ambulance arena and into a clinical one. In my secret squirrel job that I don’t put out here on the blog, I use my healthcare background as a statistician and data management guru of sorts to help make decisions for a large organization assisting a lot of smaller ones and dealing with a lot of people. There was a learning curve there too, but my experience as a paramedic with knowledge of the real-world of healthcare makes a huge difference and brings a lot to the table. Nurses have expanded into this role for quite a while, and a lot of organizations from Education to Public health employ nurses in a lot of capacities apart from their traditional role as a bedside caregiver. Paramedics and EMTs can and should do this as well.

Previously, I had envisioned a certification as a “Clinical Paramedic” to provide paramedics with the knowledge and skills required to function in a physician’s office setting. I still believe that having additional certifications that build upon our initial licensure and education is the way to go. Imagine that once you attain your initial paramedic education there would be multiple educational options for you to choose from that would lead to a wide variety of career paths. You could be a “Public Health” paramedic working in the inner city to improve health standards and access to care, you could be a “Clinical Paramedic” staffing a clinic, working in primary or specialty healthcare, or you could be some type of “Specialty Paramedic” working perhaps as a liaison with children with special healthcare needs for a community organization. The possibilities are literally endless if we dare to explore our options and trumpet our strengths as a profession to the masses.

In order to do this, we’ll have to fall back on the “We Need More Education” answer as well as exploring how our licensing bodies will have to modify our legal scope of practice to allow us to function in these roles. I’m afraid that we’ll have to fight to “own” our licenses like the nurses do (and AmboDriver, you could weigh in on this) but the fight will be worth it.

I’d love to hear from my readers about how they apply their EMS skills in a manner outside of our traditional role. This is a subject area where I believe our brethren in the volunteer part of our industry can assist us greatly in explaining how their EMS training helps them in their primary occupation. If you are an EMT, Paramedic, jump in and help move us forward. What would do as a medic and what would you like to be doing tomorrow?

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WTF was I thinking?? Blogroll updates

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Hmmm, it seems that I’ve made an oversight. I was reading Motorcop’s blog today and realized that I hadn’t put him on my blogroll. Why not?? You ask. Because I hadn’t.. and now I’m correcting that error with the addition of Motorcop’s blog “If you got stopped, you deserved it” to my reciprocal blogroll.

As you may know, our friend The Happy Medic and Motorcop are friends. Apparently for a cop, he’s a cool guy. Now, I have nothing against our brothers in Law Enforcement. In fact, I have the utmost of respect for those guys who still wanted to be in public safety but couldn’t hack it as a paramedic or even as a firefighter for that matter. (Ha!). His blog is frankly, hilarious. It’s a regular read for me and it should be for you as well.

Also, I’ve always liked the copblog “Pepper Spray Me” and it was on the blogroll on the old site. It’s being popped up on there as well. It’s *ahem* a little blue sometimes… but it’s wildly entertaining. Just don’t read it in church.

I’m sorry about the lack of streaming posts lately. I’ve been busier than heck lately with a whole rig-full of projects. As I always say, there’s a lot of exciting things coming down the pipe. Stay tuned.

Oh, and if you’d like to be on my (hint) “reciprocal” blogroll, throw me a link, have an awesome blog, and let me know that you’ve linked me on a comment here, at ProEMS1@yahoo.com or on my Facebook or Twitter accounts. We can work something.

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Life Under the Lights – From behind the Windshield

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This post goes out to my blogger buddy @medicthree - (http://www.medicthree.com) whose been having a few rough shifts lately. If you’ve been having a few rough ones lately, this one’s for you too. It’s kind of a rambling, disjointed post about emotions in EMS. It made me feel better to write it. Here’s hoping that it makes you feel better to read it.

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Cruising down the interstate has always been a Zen-like experience for me. I do it a lot due to living here in the rural Midwest. I like it. It’s a quiet time for me to be alone with my thoughts… which can be both good and bad I guess. It’s not uncommon for me to point my car in the direction of some commonly travelled to destination and be exploring the depths of my subconscious mind the whole way. It’s my meditation time, my time to reconcile the goings on in the world with my opinions on them. I’ve had some of my biggest epiphanies with my foot on the gas pedal. Give me the radio, the open road, and a not-so-specific time to be somewhere and I can solve almost any problem I’ve got.

This morning’s cruise home from my Northern job was no different. Today the world was subtly shining with a brilliant white coat of ice. The icy fog that had lingered all night had coated each individual twig, blade of grass, and exposed surface with tiny fernlike diamonds giving the quarter-mile or so of visibility around me an eerie, ghost like quality. It was beautiful. I wonder if anyone else calls this stuff “Ice fog”?  I do. At least today I do. My father taught me that pilots call the small ice that builds up on the leading edges of airfoils and antennas “Rime Ice” and it was forming on my antenna as I cruised down the highway. It made me remember my dearly departed dad and smile to myself as I did it. Remembering things he taught me tends to do that. I’ve found that as I progress deeper into my own path of fatherhood I remember the things he taught me more and more. I try to pass that on to my own son but I suppose that I’ll always worry about not being able to live up to the task.

See what I mean? Just thinking about the drive time tends to make my thoughts ramble. Perhaps everyone does this, perhaps not… but I would think that everyone has their time alone with their thoughts. My time is my drive time. Perhaps it is yours as well.

Being a paramedic who thinks while driving affects my rides home from work the most, I believe. If you’re in the business, you know about the peaks and valleys of emotion and the human condition that we witness on our shifts. My drive home is my place to sort them out and reconcile the lowest valleys with the highest peaks so I can be more balanced. There’s been times where I’ve gone through a toll booth with tears streaming down my face, trying to regain my composure to give the toll-booth guy my patented “You ‘ave a good day, my friend” as I hand him my eighty cents. Other days I’m laughing like a fool while blaring European techno, country western, or whatever tripe the pop station’s playing repetitively these days. Sometimes I’m sullen, thinking about some stranger’s death that shouldn’t have happened. Sometimes I’m elated, thinking about something that’s just full of EMS win. Whatever the case, my thoughts tend to run down the calls I had over the previous day’s shift and I dissect my decisions and the circumstances that lead me to make those decisions while I’m sitting there alone in the car. I think that it makes me a better paramedic to do this, I also think that it keeps me only borderline insane. Someone once sent me an e-mail with tips on how to keep oneself with “A Healthy Level of Insanity” and I love that term.

I’m sorry that this post is just a bit of rambling on about emotional stuff, but I hadn’t posted in a while and this Sunday just felt like a good day to let my fingers put something out there. I’ve always believed that EMS people experience the world differently as they live their “Life, under the lights”. Our experiences and the viewpoint they give us make us just a bit different than our neighbors. We laugh at inappropriate times, our thoughts sometimes wander, and we take some things more seriously, and some things less seriously than others. While collectively we EMS people are a diverse lot, we share a common bond that could make me comfortable sitting down to throw back a cold one with almost any of my colleagues. That is, until we get onto a debate about some minor topic and both of us are right beyond the shadow of a doubt. I’ve told students that in the decade or so I’ve been doing this, working in a high-stress environment, surrounded by type-A, ADHD personalities who make their living on making the “right” decisions every time, I’ve ticked some people off along the line. If I hadn’t, I’d have been doing it wrong. I tell the students that they’ll tick some people off too and that they should have fun with it while trying to be as nice as they can and realizing that they can disagree with someone without having to dislike them… and vice versa.

Sometimes, this job sucks. Sometimes our best isn’t good enough… and sometimes we think that we weren’t able to our best for whatever reason. Those times are low times that can consume you in total darkness. Sometimes it’s just the opposite and your shift full of EMS Win leaves you full of inflated confidence. The lows are days when I drive the speed limit, the highs push me over a bit. My advice is to just remember what’s important to you and what your end goal in life is. You’ll get there if you keep travelling in that direction, no matter the speed you’re going at the time. Remember that this profession is like a sine-wave with peaks that can thrill you and valleys that can um, kill you if you let them get to you too much. Just remember, my friends. Someone up there has a purpose for all of this that we’re not meant to understand. Just keep doing your best, honestly putting forth the effort that leaves you honestly convinced that you’ve done your absolute best for everyone you’ve been charged to take care of and you’ll survive this stuff out there.

And keep driving.

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Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-17

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“Like Being on a Carousel” – The NREMT Cert? From TOTWTYTR

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One of my absolute favorite EMS bloggers calls himself “Too Old to Work, Too Young to Retire”. His blog and his writing is witty, insightful… and as the name may suggest, sometimes pretty cantankerous. I missed this post when it came out, but today when I came home from shift and was looking for a good read, I popped over to his blog to have me a look.

I was not disappointed, my friends. Looks like TOTWTYTR is in good form lately and he’s loaded up his torpedoes and aimed them straight at the NREMT, the state licensing agencies, and EMS education in general.

My favorite line from the post? “The entire process of recertification is a fracking farce” Preceeded immediately by a Ron White quote. Classic.

I’ll shut up so you can go read. http://tooldtowork.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-being-on-carousel.html

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Be careful, I’m trying some field surgery

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Notice something weird?

I am currently performing some cosmetic surgery on the site based upon the comments I got from my readers when I put up a post soliciting feedback from them about the site. Thanks to everyone who left comments, e-mails, and tweets with your suggestions. I truly appreciate that you all take the time to read my stuff about stuff that I write.

Anytime you come to read me, I’m thrilled. Anytime you comment on a post and join in the discussion, I’m really thrilled. That’s why I’m redesigning the site, to make it a bit easier to get around and such and to enhance the experience here.

In the mean time, check out some of the new bloggers to the Http://www.FireEMSblogs.com family, Also, don’t forget to vote on the blogs in the running for Fire/EMS blog of the year for 2009 over at Http://www.FireCritic.com  – You can vote every 6 hours. Hurry up because time is running out!

If you still have time, Check out Mack505’s new site at Http://notesfrommosquitohill.com – He’s put a lot of work into improving the link of his great content.

Later y’all… gotta get back to work.

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Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-01-10

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EMS Pay Sucks!! (Part 4) – We Control the Market

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I read a short article in Entrepreneur Magazine (to which I subscribe) that had a story about a sign hanging in a shop somewhere that said this:

“Low Price. High Quality. Good Service.  – Pick two”

The saying goes that consumers can pick two of the above things that they feel are most important to them in their buying decisions. It also implies that businesses can focus and compete on two of the three, but they can’t do them all.

I agree with the sign. It shows in the fact that there are multiple outlets in the marketplace to purchase similar goods and services. If you’re price sensitive and don’t want the highest quality of furniture you buy from Ikea and assemble your purchase yourself. If you’re always after the best quality you go to a custom furniture builder who would be more than happy to deliver and install for the price you’re paying him. As always, if you as a consumer do not like what the merchant has for sale you “vote with your feet” and go somewhere else to spend your hard-earned money.

And that is how “the market” works. Businesses compete with one another for your patronage and this competition keeps their prices as low as the consumers are willing to pay for the level of quality they are willing to accept. People are willing to accept lesser quality products for lower cost as much as they are willing to pay more for better quality. Service and support plays a role in there too as nobody wants to get burned on a deal, product, or service. If your widget store has exactly the same quality of widgets for sale with the same service as the widget store across the street, people are going to buy the widgets at the lowest cost. Change any of the price/quality/service variables and the sales will follow where the consumer sees the best value. Of course I’ve oversimplified this a bit as the system we call “the free market” is infinitely nuanced in its simplicity, but this is indeed an EMS article. So don’t even get me started on that Adam Smith guy and his sleight of hand.

So why am I bringing forth this short little explanation of the free market? It’s because the ambulance industry is a service provider. Unfortunately (or fortunately if you prefer) we’re not entirely bent upon the whims of the marketplace due to the governmental regulations that set our price, control our service types, and dictate how we run our businesses. You probably know that Ambulance Services are “service providers” as they provide a service to our patients in exchange for fees paid for that service (ha!) and their tax revenues, but did you know that the Paramedics and EMTs are collectively a “service provider” for the ambulance industry itself?

Follow me here for a bit. If you separate out the collective “ambulance industry” from the collective EMTs and Paramedics making up the Profession of Paramedicine, you can see that there are two separate groups functioning in tandem. While we’ve always been inseparable and have been defined as one collective group, I suggest that we are really two entities. The Profession (Defined here as the Paramedics and EMTs together) and the ambulance industry (defined as the places we most usually work).The ambulance industry needs a service from the Profession in the form of us providing them with bodies to run their trucks, and we need them to employ us. If you were to take this thought further, we as members of the Profession compete with one another to provide our services to the various ambulance companies in the form of applying to and accepting positions with them under whatever conditions they set for us. They set the pay rates, benefits, shift schedules, etc and we paramedics compete with each other for the positions… usually accepting less compensation than we wished to receive as a condition of being employed.

Historically, our profession has competed on price as evidenced by the fact that our pay rates are much lower than we want to accept for our services. According to the above analogy, as we push our price lower either the quality of our education and skills or our level of service is going to suffer for it. One needs to look no further than their own paycheck to see that the pay is terrible. One also needs to look no further than their local “Medic Mill” school that exists solely to pump out EMTs and Paramedics with “a pulse and an EMT card” at the lowest possible cost with the absolute minimum level of education. We’ve become the Wal-Mart of ambulance staff, always rolling back our prices and lowering quality to encourage more and more demand.

If I have any liberty to speak to our profession I ask that today we all make the collective decision to compete on “High Quality” and “Good Service”, leaving “Low Price” behind. Frankly it hasn’t worked for our profession to provide our services for the low bid price. The subsequent drop in the quality of our education and services isn’t the best for our patients. We’ll always compete amongst each other to provide our services to the ambulance industry (I.E. apply for jobs) but if we all accept that we’re no longer competing on “Low Price”, we’ll all reap the benefits. Our patients will as well.

I suggest that we begin to “vote with our feet” more often in our quest for employment. If there are multiple ambulance services in your town, pick the one that offers the best pay and benefits and apply there for your employment. If and when you get hired, work like heck to make them the dominant ambulance company in the marketplace. Once the other competitors realize that the ambulance service with the best pay and benefits is gaining a competitive advantage, they’ll change… or be forced out of business. What you’ll begin to see is that the ambulance service that pays the best will begin to be able to “get what they pay for” from the profession in the fact that they will only hire the best qualified among us. Therefore we’ll begin to have to compete on quality and service to get hired for the best pay. We’ll no longer be competing on price alone. You’ll have to put more effort into the profession, but you’ll reap the rewards in terms of higher pay and benefits.

In addition, we need more Medicpreneurs. I’ve said before that the only way to make a lot of money in this game is to be the owner of a service. What’s to say that you can’t start your own ambulance company to put your boss out of business? Hire the best of your coworkers and pay them what they deserve. Do your best and work very hard every day. Soon enough, you’ll win if you can beat the market. You’ll be helping your profession and yourself as well.

When we begin to see the collective power that we wield as a profession in the marketplace we can begin to change the marketplace to fit our wishes. If we want EMS 2.0 to go ahead and get here already we’ve got to collectively become aware of our power and our duty to control the playing field. We haven’t won yet, let’s change the rules so we do. We owe it to our families, our patients, and everyone who depends on us. Wake Up EMS. We control the game here folks… We just have to realize the power we have together.

Low Price. High Quality. Good Service – Which two do you pick?

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Fiddling While Rome Burns – The “Ambulance Industry”

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Allow me if you will to allude to some Roman history here. I know that it’s a little heavy for an EMS blog but if you would please search the dusty recesses of your memories to think of the Roman Emperor Nero, it would help this post. You know, the one who “fiddled while Rome burned”

I am way oversimplifying this, but the way that I remember the story was that Rome was being swept by the “Great Fire of Rome” that burned for days and decimated the city. Popular legend has it that Nero, unconcerned with the plight of his citizenry, played the fiddle while the city was burning.

 (Although, the MOST TRUSTWORTHY SITE ON THE INTERNET *Other than Mine* has this on the subject: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Fire_of_Rome)

Recent events and some things that I’ve been reading lately have brought some EMS issues to light in my mind, and thoughts about good ol’ Nero have popped into my head.

Are we Fiddling while Rome Burns?

There’s a few competing EMS system design models out there that have various people in their camps. Mention the virtues of one over another and you will get passionate and snarky responses from the various members of these camps. Trash Fire Based EMS and you’ll get a ton of people that will take a break from lifting weights and will bombard you with reasons while Fire Based EMS is awesome while wearing their T-Shirts emblazoned with “FIRE RULES!!”. Mention that 3rd service and not-for-profit EMS may have their downfalls and the EMS Chess Club will bring forth obscure research that shows how much better they are for the patients than everyone else is. Trash Private-for-profit EMS and um, the employees thereof will trash it right along with you and their management will be too busy putting out fires to care.

Try as you might to convince me that one is better than the other and I’ll agree with you on some points and disagree with you on others. I will only endorse what I call “EMS based EMS”, which is EMS provided by truly dedicated caregivers who base their decisions and actions simply upon what is best for their patients and their communities. I have my beef with fire based services that place protecting firefighter jobs and the “fun” stuff involving spraying water on things that happen to be on fire over solid patient care. I have my beef with private-for-profit services that always default to the bottom line, and admittedly, I have a bias towards third service and not-for-profit EMS agencies. However, no one system has ever proven to be a good fit for every community, none are inherently evil, and other professions find their fit within lots of configurations.

If the system design models out there are really locked into a competition for the soul of EMS then they’ve all got a lot of work to do. In this piece, I’m going to ignore patient outcomes, efficient use of tax money, and all of the stuff that I usually talk about… and focus on one thing and one thing only.

The way EMS people are treated by the competing systems will probably decide this debate we’ve got going on here. The model that treats the paramedics the best will win and will take over the industry. Why wouldn’t it? What paramedic with half of a brain would continue to work in a service model that didn’t pay and treat them the best?

Here in Northern Illinois, there are very few options for a paramedic that doesn’t want to do Fire Based EMS for one reason or another. The few options that there are don’t pay nearly as well as the fire-based groups and this creates an endless revolving door of young paramedics entering the system, working the “privates” for a while, while trying to get a “real job” with a fire department. The private services suffer for it, and the fire based services reap the benefits while fostering a system that (gulp, here it comes) focuses less on the healthcare and more on the fun stuff.

So I challenge the private, third-service, and not-for-profit services out there with my next statement.

You’re fiddling while Rome burns.

If you aren’t out there doing your absolute damndest to treat your employees well and pay them what they deserve, you’re failing. You push your employees away. You push the best and brightest into other professions and into fire-based EMS which hands down has the best pay and benefit structure. Your lack of interest in caring for your caregivers is killing our profession. You fiddle whilst complaining about decreased reimbursements and failing to do anything about it. You fiddle whilst focusing on minutia like stupid rules and regulations that degrade the dignity of the adults who work for you. You fiddle while worrying about protecting your jurisdictional boundaries and contracts while they’re eroded away by the constant stream of departing employees.

Nero could have been an ambulance manager in some of the services I’ve been to, worked for, and observed from the outside. Could he be you?

You have got to find a way to pay your people better. I don’t know exactly how it’s going to happen either, but it has to be priority #1 for every ambulance manager out there. Trust me, if you don’t do it you will find that your capital city has burned to the ground. You will lose your empire and it will not come back. If you aren’t out there doing every possible thing you can to keep your employees as happy as you can get them, you’re fiddling, and you’re failing our profession.

This blog has a lot of content on it that explores new revenue sources for ambulance organizations already. Coming soon: Ways for each individual EMS professional to take control of our own income potential, own our profession, and improve our care to our patients. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again folks, hang on cuz it’s going to get fun.

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“CPR Theatre” – Pediatric Deaths, resuscitations, and futility

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This post is a cooperative joint topic with two widely respected EMS bloggers, Steve Whitehead from Http://www.TheEMTspot.com and Greg Friese, from Http://www.EveryDayEMStips.com – Our topic is supposed to be on why it is that EMTs, Paramedics, and other healthcare providers will sometimes “go through the motions” and continue on with futile resuscitations with pediatric cardiac arrest victims. I’m sure that they will have very insightful posts on the topic, as they always do. Here’s my take.

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Can someone say “emotionally charged”?

One of the truths about where I’m sitting right now is that I’m chained to a lot of potential responsibility. Today, like a lot of days I’m one of two paramedics on-duty in my service area and the next call is mine. No matter what the next call is, it is my responsibility to get up and answer that call… without regard the horror that fate may be sending me to bear witness to and intervene in. All medics have to accept this inherent part of the job. One of the worst of those possibilities is that it may be a call that involves the significant injury or illness to, or even the death of a child.

Mention the possibility of a child’s death to even the most cynical and seasoned of healthcare providers and you will send a very cold chill down their spine. It’s just horrible. For me, the blessedly rare times that I’ve lost a child have been sentinel events in my life, things that are often thought of but rarely spoken of… almost always spoken of only to comfort the pain of a colleague experiencing the same thing. The loss or suffering of a child just burns into our souls and leaves an indelible scar that only someone who has experienced it can have true empathy for.

And I for one, wish that I didn’t have the empathy that I have for it.

Heaven forbid that I ever have to be one of the parents with pleading eyes at one of those tragic and traumatic scenes. I just can’t imagine what they go through when I’ve said “I’m Sorry”. I can’t imagine their pain, and frankly I don’t want to. As a parent myself the thought is blocked from my conscious mind and relegated only to the deepest recesses of my subconscious fears. Losing an adult patient is one thing, as we humans come to know that our lives are fragile and that our price of admission is to be removed from this existence. It’s a knowledge that we get as we progress through life and gain the experiences, both good and bad, that make us who we are and will become. However, the terrible thought that one could be ripped from us in their age of innocence is an affront to everything that almost everyone holds dear… and it’s more than a lot of us can bear to make the last decision of a child’s life. Instead, we try. We try hard and we keep trying. We hold out hope against thought and fight on, sometimes against futility.

But in my mind, I think I know why it is… because no healthcare person wants to be the person who looks into those pleading eyes and says “I’m sorry”. That decision takes an enormous emotional toll upon the parents and family, of course… but also upon the EMT or Paramedic. It’s ultimately easier on us as EMS people, we reason, to fight on. To race headlong into futility and hold out hope that someone else won’t have to say “I’m sorry”. At least we won’t have to.

There are probably psychological studies out there that I haven’t read that deal with the issue of whether “CPR Theatre” is harmful or helpful to the long-term well being of the surviving family.  These studies are probably well-researched. I took a class once that told me that it was better for family members to be in the resuscitation room inside of a hospital to witness the events as healthcare people try to save their loved ones… and I can understand that I guess. Perhaps it is better to witness that “everything possible was done” for your departed loved one. I don’t know.

As healthcare providers, it is our sworn duty to alleviate suffering as best we can using the tools at our disposal. I, like most of my colleagues, realize that the secondary and tertiary patients that we treat are the family members and their grief reactions to the tragic circumstances that resulted in their calling us. I am reasonably comfortable handling their grief reactions and sadness when an adult passes on scene but I am humbly inadequate to be of much comfort to a parent that has just lost their child no matter how I might try.

My guess that futile CPR theatre can be explained as being more for the parents and families of departed children than it is for the slight chance that we might have missed something. We make the effort in the name of showing to the family members that “everything possible” was indeed done, up to and including running their child lights and sirens to a hospital. I’ll even admit that in the back of the ambulance while I’ve done this, I’ve prayed right along with the family that just perhaps this once we would have a miracle. Never once has it happened.

Here’s a mea culpa for you, even though every time I’ve gone through the motions I’ve said it was for the family…  It may really have been for my own benefit as I’ve stated it could be above. I am a paramedic and I’ve seen my share of pain, but I don’t think that I can look a parent in the eyes and say “I’m sorry” ever again. I just don’t want to and as I write this, I can’t imagine that I could do that and then come back and look the guy in the mirror in the eyes without wondering if maybe this time would’ve been the miracle. I am probably selfish for this practice… but is that wrong?

From a completely actuarial perspective, no futile resuscitation should be performed due to safety concerns and the unnecessary costs involved. I agree that with adults, transporting cardiac arrest victims is probably deadly. I also understand that no ambulance should risk a lights-and-sirens trip to transport a body to the emergency room. However, I am not an actuary. In those cases I’m a witness to horrible emotional pain and I want someone else to be the one who says “I’m sorry”. It’s human nature, perhaps.

In my career, I have told parents “I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do” in cases where it was blatantly obvious that the child was long beyond hope of any intervention. I’ve done it more than once and I can see the places where I’ve done it in my mind to this day. Sometimes it’s completely obvious that there is indeed nothing that anyone can do. However, occasionally I have indeed known this and just done it anyway. Perhaps it’s completely subjective. Perhaps it was my level of experience and intuition that guided me at the times I’ve made the decision. I’ll tell you this, it certainly wasn’t a decision made from the pages of a textbook.

I don’t have the answers to this. But I do want to go home and hug my kid. My only advice to the EMS people out there is to realize that we’re all human, and that all you have to do is your best. Be compassionate, and use your best judgment. For that’s all we can ever do.

For more on this powerful topic for EMS, head over to Greg Friese’s page and also to Steve Whitehead’s page. You also may want to read “Splashed Sadness – A look at Negative Emotions in EMS” where I further explore the sad side of EMS and our reactions to it.

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When I was looking through my statcounter results tonight I LOL’d… hard.

Apparently THIS POST comes up when one chances to type in “wierdbondage.com” into our friend Google.

Since I haven’t quite finished my latest post on the fact that EMS pay sucks, I figured I’d give the post a rerun. Enjoy. It’s a funny one according to my Tweep @enginemedic

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