Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Wash your hands or your badge will buzz
Doctors at the University of Florida invented a device that sniffs employees' hands for soap residue to check whether they've washed them enough.
After employees wash their hands, they pass them under the sniffer and their badge activates. When they later approach a patient, a bed-side monitor reads the badge and flashes green if the person has clean hands. If the person didn't wash or too much time has passed since they have, the badge vibrates to remind the employee.
We'd already covered bathing hands with plasma instead of soap. Don't get those near the sniffer.
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Friday, February 5, 2010
Airplane Medicine: What Happens When You Answer The Flight Attendant's Call For A Doctor
This post by Liam Yore, MD, originally appeared at Better Health.
Rounding at 37,000 Feet
Anyone who has flown long-distance flights has heard the call: "If there is a doctor on board, please identify yourself to a flight attendant." But it's impossible to understand how that call induces the urge to flee to the lavatory and hide unless you are one of those unfortunate few who are on the hook, which is to say that you are qualified to respond, but you really really don't want to.
But gee, I can hear you think, Aren't you an ER doctor? Isn't this sort of thing second nature to you? Don't you revel in the adrenaline and glory? Well, yes. But, first of all, there is the performance anxiety thing. I'm used to working with a very small audience. In economy class, there may be 300 people watching me try to do my thing, and I'm just not used to that many people being in the exam room--and I know they are very interested in what's going on.
Also, being an ER doc, I am terminally paranoid, and over the Atlantic Ocean there's just no easy way to differentiate the Very Bad Things[tm] from the more common complaints which occasionally represent Very Bad Things[tm]. So that also is anxiety-provoking. And then there's the potential that things might turn bad, and then it's a flog to run a code in the limited space available.
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So, on Olympic Air, somewhere over the mid-Atlantic, the dreaded call goes out. I cringe and try to sink deeper into my seat, hiding my face behind my magazine. Finally, seeing that nobody else responded, I gave a deep sigh and pushed the call light. It was a 60-70ish guy in First Class with abdominal pain which radiated through to his back.
Great, I thought to myself, It's an aortic aneurysm. (See? I told you I was paranoid.) But his belly was soft with no pulsatile mass, good femoral pulses, and clinically, I thought the pain was much more suggestive of a kidney stone. I gave him some ibuprofen and said I'd check on him later.
I tried to sleep, but maybe an hour later, the attendant approached me again ... there's another patient for you. Sheesh. This is an older fellow with a history of heart disease who has epigastric pain and nausea. How the hell am I supposed to tell heartburn from angina over the Atlantic? I asked the attendant if there was a defibrillator on board, thinking maybe I could at least look at the ST segments, but the Greek-speaking attendant seemed to not understand the question. I mimed shocking someone with paddles, and his eyes got very big, but then said, no, they didn't have anything like that.
The patient said he has had typical chest pain with his heart attacks and this felt much more like his stomach. Then he threw up and felt a little better. I rooted through the medical kit and found something which looked like Greek meclizine and gave it to him. I checked on the first guy and he said he felt a lot better.
A couple of hours later, they roused me from a deep sleep (this was an overnight flight), to apologetically tell me that there was a third passenger in need of attention. Oh. My. God. This elderly lady was having trouble breathing and they had gotten an oxygen mask on her. Well, her lungs were clear and her pulse was normal and she seemed really panicky and her traveling companion said she had been under a lot of stress and hated to fly. So probably a panic attack. I told the flight attendant to keep her on oxygen for another half an hour (purely for placebo value) and told the patient in my most authoritatively reassuring tone that she would be feeling better by then. I then checked on the kidney stone (sleeping) and the nauseated fellow (much better, thank you). I went back to the galley and hung out with the crew, drinking coffee for half an hour, then went back to the panicky lady who had in fact experienced a miraculous recovery.
The flight crew was very nice and gave me a free bottle of champagne as a gift. And I swore I would never again admit that I was a doctor on an airplane flight.
The time in Greece was lovely. We started off on the island of Kos, Hippocrates' birthplace, and I got a cool T-shirt with the Hippocratic Oath on it, in Greek. As it happened, that was the only clean garment I had for the flight home (this time on Delta). This time we made it most of the way across the Atlantic before the call came for a doctor. I waited and waited and nobody else responded. Finally I decided that I couldn't very well walk around with the fricking Hippocratic Oath on my chest and not help out, so I gave in and rang the bell. As I stood up, I saw an elderly man about 10 rows in front of me, standing in the aisle in the tripod position, labored breathing, gray and sweating. That must be my patient, I thought. He doesn't look good. He couldn't tell me anything (too short of breath), but his traveling companion cheerfully informed me that he had had a heart attack only two weeks ago, and just got out of the hospital with congestive heart failure and had a pacemaker put in.
Oh, is that all? His pulse was about 150, way too fast, and his blood pressure was also very high. When I asked, he nodded "yes" that he was having chest pain. I figured that most likely he had gone into an irregular heart rhythm as a consequence of his heart failure and the low oxygen pressure in the cabin. I got out the defibrillator and moved him to an empty seat in business class because I figured that if he was going to code, I wanted room to work it. He looked that bad. I rooted through his med bag (a cornucopia of heart meds) and gave him aspirin, nitro, lasix, and metoprolol. And oxygen, of course. Then I went to talk to the pilot. We were two hours out from JFK, he said, but we could get down just a bit sooner by landing at Halifax, Nova Scotia. I tried really hard not to let the knowledge that I had a connecting flight affect my decision-making. Tough decision. Finally, I said that I thought he could make JFK but we should expedite it. I heard the engines spool up as the pilot accelerated the plane. So I sat up in first class with him to keep an eye on him (The wife eventually joined me when I didn't return to our seats in coach), and he progressively improved. His pulse came back towards normal with a second dose of metoprolol, and by the time we landed (almost 40 minutes early) his color was much better and his breathing was a lot easier. I wrote up a little report for the paramedics/ER, and after the fastest landing and shortest taxi I have ever had, the medics bustled him off the plane.
Again, the flight crew was really nice (and almost pathetically grateful, which was appropriate, since an unscheduled landing would be just about the end of the world to them). They took my business card and promised me a "nice little something." Lord knows what that'll be--probably a fruit basket. It was rather a pain in the butt, but at least the guy really needed me, and it was gratifying to see him get so much better. And I have resolved that from now on, I will fly with an iPod in my ears, cranked up so loud I cannot hear a single overhead announcement ever again.
This post originally appeared on Better Health, a network of popular health bloggers brought together by Val Jones, MD. Better Health's mission is to support and promote health care professional bloggers, provide insightful and trustworthy health commentary, and help to inform health policy makers about the provider point of view on health care reform, science, research and patient care.
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Friday, January 22, 2010
Facing the Future
This post by Rob Lamberts, ACP Member, originally appeared at Musings of a Distractible Mind.
The following is an actual fictional conversation that took place in the doctor's lounge at a local hospital.
Internist: Dang, these Medicare cuts are coming and I doubt that Congress has the wits to avoid them. I am not sure I can go on practicing if they cut them anymore.
Family Physician: Yeah, we already get paid so little by Medicaid and the private insurers, we have had to start to look for other sources of revenue.
Internist: Really? We have been looking into that as well. What are you thinking about doing?
Family Physician: We thought about doing cosmetic procedures, but we have an especially good-looking population, so we really can't make it work.
Internist: Bummer.
Family Physician: Yep. Instead, we have decided to open a kiosk for Krispy Kreme donuts. We figure we can make money off of the donuts, plus we can get more of our patients obese. Then we can treat worse diseases and code a higher level for each visit.
Internist: Genius. Plus, you can get all of the kids hyperactive on the sugar and treat their ADHD.
Family Physician: And the "Hot Donuts Now" sign along with the scent of fresh-baked donuts will really draw in new customers ... I mean patients.
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Internist: One of the GI doctors in town is doing the same sort of thing, opening a Starbucks in his office. He figures he gets walk-ins, gets people with worse dyspepsia, and gets free WiFi to boot.
Family Physician: Brilliant. What have you been thinking of?
Internist: We have noticed the interest our patients have in holistic medicine, and thought we should capitalize on that.
Family Physician: So you are hiring a homeopath?
Internist: No, they wouldn't set foot in our office because of the "evil" immunizations we use. We tried to get all sorts of alternative providers, but they would always sneer at our practices. And so we finally opted for two things: First, we are doing aromatherapy, which has our staff so relaxed that they don't seem to have noticed that we cut their pay by 50%.
Family Physician: Great.
Internist: Second, we have a psychic who goes around in our lobby doing palm reading and tea leaves on our patients as they wait. There are two positive outcomes from this: the patients who get bad fortunes told are so anxious that their blood pressure is up and they are ripe for anxiety treatment; the ones with good fortunes are happy enough that we can order all sorts of tests on them and they don't seem to care. There is a downside, however.
Family Physician: What's that?
Internist: My partner now thinks that we should take our entire budget for next month and invest it in Power Ball lottery tickets. He says it is a "sure thing."
Hospitalist: Hey guys, what's up?
Family Physician: We're just discussing what we are going to do to offset the impending Medicare cuts. Do you have plans?
Hospitalist: Oh yes. I don't like the idea of increasing the load to 70 admissions per day. Fifty is plenty. Instead, we are capitalizing on the fact that our patients are a "captive audience."
Internist: This I've gotta hear.
Hospitalist: We figured that we have enough turnover that some sort of direct marketing scheme to our patients could be quite lucrative. We are now certified Amway sales representatives.
Family Physician: I love it!
Hospitalist: Yep. We have these patients in a position where they can't move, and we sell them cleaning solvents, vitamins, and skin care products. Instead of taking cash, we just add it on to their hospital bill, so they usually buy a bunch.
Internist: As an added bonus, the families of your patients will be so scared that you will try to sell them Amway products, that they steer completely clear of the hospital.
Hospitalist: Bingo! It works like a charm. We got this idea from the intensivists who were holding Tupperware parties in the ICU. The patients were sedated "just enough" so that they left the hospital with all sorts of cups, jugs, and bowls.
Family Physician: Any complaints?
Hospitalist: Not yet. You figure, what we charge for the solvents is 1/4 of what the hospital charges for an aspirin. The patients really don't notice a little more charge. We have even had some insurances mistakenly pay for some of our Amway products!
Internist: You know, maybe this Medicare cut may just be a good thing. Look at how it has pushed us to open new frontiers in medicine. Our children will look back on this time as being one of the real turning-points in American healthcare.
Family Physician: Yeah, today Amway ... tomorrow ...
Hospitalist: Healthcare reform? Higher reimbursement? A fair payment model?
Family Physician: Used cars.
Internist: I am so glad I went into medicine.
Rob Lamberts, ACP Member, writes the blog Musings of a Distractible Mind and is on Twitter. His podcast, House Call Doctor, is available online and on iTunes). He is board certified in Internal Medicine and Pediatrics and was an early adopter of electronic medical records.
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