ICU Pharmacology

March 13th, 2008

Learning ICU pharmacology is like someone handing you the “S” section of the dictionary and telling you, “Someday, sometime, somewhere, I’m going to randomly pick a word from the ‘S’ section of the dictionary. If you can’t recite the definition exactly, word-for-word, your patient will die.”

Perhaps that’s an exaggeration, but at least that’s what it feels like as I study drug after drug after drug and desperately try to commit the details to memory. If all the medications came in cool blue florescent bottles, it would make it MUCH more interesting.


I love this simplistic picture of an ICU patient. Does anyone else have an interpretation for that ECG? Clearly a junctional rhythm, or perhaps supraventricular tachycardia, or is it some kind of bundle branch block? It’s definitely not good though. Don’t ask me why, but I think that this picture, stamped on a t-shirt, would be very funky and trendy. All the rage in the staffroom–around the water cooler.


Today I’m in the classroom again. It’s respiratory/ventilator day! Hopefully I will feel a little better when the mystique of the big machine in corner is revealed.

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A Sciatic Wrap-Up!

March 12th, 2008

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Well, I survived my first shift in the ICU. It was far more overwhelming than I expected and I am totally freaked out. It wasn’t so much the clinical, theoretical, or hands-on stuff that scared me. Instead, it was the panicked realization that I don’t know what to do in any situation–big or small. I have completely left my comfort zone for. If my comfort zone is Mars, I have now found myself in Venus.

My patient today was very interesting. He had acquired gangrene to the back of his thigh. It was so extensive that his hamstring muscle and large masses of his thigh and groin had been removed. When all the packing was out, the femur was clearly visible–as well as the large sciatic nerve. Has anyone else here had to wrap soaked gauze around the sciatic nerve? I’m not positive, but I’m fairly certain it was a rare experience.

On another note, I noticed that strange things are done in the ICU that will take me forever to get used to. For example, my patient’s blood sugar was 7.4 when we checked just after starting a tube feed.

“What are you doing?” I said as I saw my preceptor playing around with some tubing and meds.

“I’ve decided to start an insulin drip.” She said matter-of-factly.

“Really? We can do that?” I said. I could see the smirk on her face as she enjoyed the amateur question.

“Yup, I’ll let the resident know next time he’s around. You’re forgetting just how much autonomy we get here in the ICU.”

Autonomy is one of those things we all want, but it’s fairly daunting when you get it!

New experiences today: I drew my first blood gasses, learned to zero and Arterial line, suctioned through an endotrachial tube, inserted an oral-gastric tube.

My favorite experience of the day: A patient next door was taken off life support. We brought the ECG up on our monitor so I could watch the dying heart. I didn’t even blink once as I watched the rhythm change from normal sinus rhythm to a clearly junctional rhythm, and then the QRS widened more until a text-book agonal rhythm could be seen. Finally, the monitor started flashing “asystole.” Fascinating!

My head honestly hurts from being so incredibly overstimulated.

Now, back to studying ICU pharmacology!

Anxiety, Scared, Panic

March 11th, 2008


Holy Crap! What a gruesome picture!!! This is what you get when you search flickr for “anxiety,” “scared,” and “panic.” It really does represent how I feel right now, even if only on the inside…

All that blood is is from my head exploding after filling it too full with information about critical care pharmacology. Unfortunately, when it exploded, all the info flew out–putting me back at square one.

The rest of the panic, anxiety, and fear is coming from my looming first day in the ICU tomorrow. Even though it’s just a buddy/shadow day, I still can’t help but have horribly embarrassing scenarios run through my head–Like the one where I trip on a chord, fly through the air, take out a ventilator, and pull out a central line while grasping for balance…of course killing the patient in a dramatic, yet tragic fashion.

Yes, I know, I’m very melodramatic about the whole thing. Isn’t that allowed?

What the picture doesn’t show is my absolute and incredible excitement. I’m nearly vibrating with joy!

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First Day of ICU Orientation

March 10th, 2008

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Today was day one of my ICU orientation. It felt good to finally be there, sitting in an ICU, learning new concepts.

Today we learned ECG interpretation! I’ve taken ECG interpretation recently through my Critical Care nursing course; However it was quite amazing to finally get some hands-on experience. Firstly, it was nice to actually put the leads on someone (mannequin actually) and learn the location of the leads. When there’s a 3-D representation directly in front of you, it’s much easier to visualize exactly why ECGs are negative and positive.

It was fun playing around with the monitor! Our instructor had a fake patient–a box about the size of a tape-recorder–that you plug into any monitor. She was able to change the setting on the box to show us a live example of what each dysrhythmia would look like.

She even plugged the box into a crash cart and showed us what cardioversion looks like.

I definitely feel like I have a huge advantage in this class having taken ECG interpretations prior. The rest of the class seems absolutely lost right now–and I’m right on top of everything! It feels good! I’m also glad that I’m not the only newbie in the class. I was afraid it would be full of nurses with TONNES of experience, or perhaps transferring from other ICUs. However, we’re generally all in the same boat: out of school for a year or two and looking for a new challenge.

The highlight of the day was when I was in the bathroom on the ICU unit. While I was peeing, directly across the hallway a patient started coding. All I heard through the locked door was, “Someone get the crash cart!” followed by many footsteps.

Yes, even the bathroom is exciting in the ICU!

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Last week, new beginnings…

March 8th, 2008

I don’t have much time for a truly significant update to my blog. However, I didn’t want to neglect it too much at this time.

I just worked my last week at my first nursing job. I “grew up” on that unit, so it’s truly bitter-sweet to be leaving. I started there as a Nursing Attendant, then made my way through the Undergrad Nurse, Graduate Nurse, and Registered Nurse stages. Each one of these steps were complex and challenging.

Even more challenging was trying to make it on a unit that required you to prove yourself “worthy” to be there. Many difficult personalities dotted the staff roster. But, I survived, and eventually thrived.

I was never fully “comfortable” on that unit. After all, I’d only been there two years. We dealt with such complex surgeries, and such sick patients that it would have taken closer to five years to reach a true level of comfort. Nursing involves so many little details that take time to even start noticing, let along mastering.

For my last week there I had the honor of being charge nurse. I was thrilled at this! One of my regrets of leaving med/surg nursing so soon in my career to learn ICU nursing was that I would miss out on the opportunity to train for charge nurse duties. So, for fourty-eight hours last week I was the boss man.

My first night as charge nurse, we had two codes and and an aggressively confused man. It made for one hell of a scary first night as charge nurse!

The second night as charge was the most intimidating. There were three very tough personalities working that night. Each had over twenty years experience on the unit and were the usual nurses that do night charge duty on the unit. They are definitely the type to roll their eyes and laugh at the thought of someone like me being charge nurse. But, I think I held my own and earned a little respect–I think.

And now I have to spend my weekend diving into ICU pharmacology! Holy frack is there a lot to learn!!!

Flock

March 1st, 2008

Has anyone tried out the new Flock web browser?

It still feels a bit awkward, being that it’s my first day, and it’s an entirely different web-browsing experience; however, I can help but be fascinated by it’s features! Flock takes a whole step forward from past browsers (almost in the same way Firefox did) and shows us what we have to look forward to in the coming years.

Rather than simply being a starting point from which to surf the web, it’s more of a console for the Web 2.0 experience. It handles social networking sites and media streams in a fascinating and refreshing style. I’m even blogging this from it’s built-in console.

Give it a try! I’m going to go back to exploring!

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March 1st, 2008

Crazy

Insane

Stressed

Frustrated

Excited

Happy

Overflowing

Exhausted

Time-Crunched

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I’ll be back when I can!

Busy!

February 25th, 2008

It has taken me all morning to catch up on what I wanted to write on my blog,  including making some changes to the visual style etc. I just can’t believe how busy I have been with work and career stuff! I have been going to bed thinking about nursing, and waking up with nursing on my brain. Frequently, I dream of taking care of patients. This career really can be all-consuming!

Last week, I wrote my cardiology assessment exam. This was a doozy! It’s tough to have ECG interpretation and hemodynamic monitoring (amongst a million other details) thrown at you all at once, to learn in two weeks.

Now, I have about a week and a half to learn the renal unit and write the test. On top of that, I need to learn the approximately two-hundred paged pharmacology unit for my actual ICU orientation that starts two weeks from today.

I guess the good news is that I will have a huge head-start when we do the hemodynamic monitoring, renal, ECG, respiratory units when I do my orientation. I will be feeling lucky that I have a fairly good grasp of the theoretical components. The tough part will be getting a strong, confident grasp on the hands-on skills.

My other fear is meeting new people. I’m not looking forward to being the new person that knows nobody and isn’t known by anyone. I hate the idea of being the “student” after finally getting used to being the “go-to person.”

But, what the heck, challenges and change is what makes life interesting!

Book Review Flashback

February 25th, 2008

In celebration of my blog’s new focus, I would like to repost a review of the book that instantly convinced me to become an ICU nurse. When I had my interview for the ICU, I wasn’t ashamed to say that I wanted to work there because of Tilda Shalof’s book. Have a read, the book review says it all!

When I first read Tilda Shalof’s book, “A Nurse’s Story: Life, Death, and In-Between in an Intensive Care Unit” three years ago, it changed the course of my entire nursing career.

When I began work on my Bachelor’s degree in Nursing, I was dead set on becoming an Emergency Room nurse. My vision was completely tunneled, and no other alternative was acceptable. When I wrote a paper in my first of four years entitled “Why I Became a Nurse,” I wrote that I became a nurse because I loved the television show ER and I wanted to be just like the nurses I saw on TV. This reason was partially in defiance of what I felt was an essay topic suitable for a grade three class, and partly because I wanted to be unique. I was quite aware that what they were looking for were stories of being “called” to the profession.

However, in Tilda Shalof’s book, I found a new hero (sorry Carol Hathoway)! The author takes our hand and pulls us, with eye’s wide open, into the world of the ICU. When I first read the book, I had minimal real-life hospital experience. I had only spent about eighty hours on a medical unit giving bed baths and helping patients to the bathroom. At the time, the ICU was a completely mysterious and inaccessible place (and to a large extent, still is). There were no television shows that focused around the lives of the doctors and nurses that inhabited their halls, and I knew that my education would not include any critical care experience.

Thanks to Shalof’s accounts, I discovered that the ICU was a completely unique experience in nursing. Instead of many patients, the nurse has one patient that they focus on completely throughout the day. Shalof describes in much detail the many focused tasks that ICU nurses are continually performing: all the tubes that must be checked, the monitors that must be monitored, and the constant assessing and adjusting of treatments.

But as nurses know, the direct patient care is only the tip of the iceberg. Shalof shows us the true behind the scenes workings of the ICU: constant debates with doctors, the nursing of families, the education of new nurses, the chaos of being charge nurse. She also reaches into the depths of a nurse’s soul to expose the emotional vulnerabilities in caring for extremely sick patients, as well as the fear that comes with the possibility of making a mistake at any time.

Fortunately (and this is my favorite part of the book), Shalof completes her portrait of the ICU with descriptions and dialogs of the nurses and doctors that surround her. Each of them with a unique personality that shows differing opinions and complementary strengths. These characters are her support group and remind me (and will remind any nurse) of those that surround them in their own jobs.

Shalof does not shy away from any topic. From discussion of adoring some patients while disliking others, and certain “shitty” nursing tasks, to a mother’s possible indiscretions with her mentally handicapped Son. These stories serve as the backbone for her larger discussion of nursing as a profession.

When I first read this book I was focused on the fascinating stories and tasks performed in the ICU. But on more recent readings, I realized that the true story is the angst that the author is feeling throughout her career. She discusses foremost the fine balancing act nurses must walk between emotional connection and disconnection with each patient. This constant struggle causes turmoil and (I would say) neurosis within nurses.

Another reoccurring theme is that of how much treatment is too much. Shalof vividly describes stories in which families and doctors go too far to keep patients alive, instead of allowing them to die peacefully. The characters in the book all add their opinions to this ongoing debate that does not have a concrete solution. From this debate comes one of my favorite mottos that I have taken to heart, “We can withdraw treatment, but we never withdraw care.”

The moments that connect with me the most are her brief, yet poignant descriptions of floor nurses. Shalof describes the absolute chaos she and her patients feel when they are transferred out of the ICU with 1:1 nursing care to the floor where nurses may have up to eight patients. As a floor nurse, I can see the shock this causes a patient, and the difficulty they and their families have when being transferred. I have often witnessed their anxiety when a nurse is not present at all times. In fact, we jokingly refer to it as ICUitis, and is usually diagnosed during a night shift when the patient starts hitting the call bell every two minutes for the smallest of reasons.

Now, I said that this book changed the course of my entire career, and that is true. The moment I finished this book in my first year of nursing school, I abandoned all plans to become an ER nurse, firmly aware that I wanted to work in the ICU. I have read this book again and again and I continue to come to the same conclusion. In fact, I have just recently been accepted the Critical Care certificate program and will begin the theoretical portions this fall.

So, I tip my hat to Tilda Shalof (and all of “Laura’s Line”) who has inspired me in my career and my nursing care. Shalof has since written a book entitled “The Making of a Nurse” that describes her life outside of the ICU and how it affected her career. I recommend both books with all my heart, which is why they have a permanent home on my blog (look to your left). There is not one single nurse that would not benefit from a read of this extraordinary realistic account of ICU nursing. I only hope somebody, someday writes a similar account of nursing from the perspective of a medical-surgical nurse.

The biggest reward of writing this review was hearing from Tilda Shalof herself! I was absolutely awed when the following comment appeared on my blog:

Dear Sean,

I love your blog. Reading it, I hear the voice of a strong nurse, speaking out, sharing his stories, telling it like it is, taking a stand, and representing to the world some of the best qualities of our profession – in short, I love it!! I am thrilled also to know that you enjoyed my book and that it had such a positive effect on you. I love critical care nursing too, as you know, and I am sure you will enjoy it and find it endlessly challenging and stimulating. I also have a sense that the kind of nurse you are will find yourself at home in in any/every specialty. All I can say is we are lucky to have you and oh yes, keep on writing. I am completley in agreement with your views on our Canadian health care system that you wrote about most recently.

Best, Tilda Shalof

I love the the feeling that my career is blossoming and my life is going somewhere…

The Ups and Downs of My First Year in the ICU

February 25th, 2008

I have decided to slightly refocus my blog toward the big changes that are happening in my career. In two weeks from today, I will be sitting in a classroom on my first day of orientation for the ICU. I am excited, scared, anxious, happy, panicked, and maniacally happy! I know that the next year will be one of the most important and memorable in my life.

In order to reflect these emotions, I’m dedicating my blog to the experiences of a new ICU nurse. My goal is to highlight my stories–the ups and downs that I go through.

I have even renamed my blog: Nurse Sean (dot) com: The Ups and Downs of My First Year in the ICU.

I hope everyone enjoys my new theme!