Skip to comments.Another Adventure in Socialized Medicine
Posted on 06/07/2012 1:59:14 PM PDT by massmike
Sandra Hynes, 50, had only gone into hospital for a simple operation to relieve her acid reflux, but following complications was left with a punctured right lung.
She had to stay in for an extra two weeks and was put on morphine and oxygen to cope with her pain.
But further problems arose when her morphine drip and oxygen needed replenishing over a weekend.
Astonishingly, the staff on duty had not been trained in how to insert a cannula needle into her hand, and struggled to provide new oxygen, leaving her in excruciating pain.
When she was given morphine orally instead, and began hallucinating and crying, a member of staff told her off.
Her patience finally snapped when a nurse fed hot soup to a blind patient in the bed next to her, leaving her blistered and screaming.
Mrs Hynes told the junior nurse who happened to be black that she should have tested the temperature of the soup before serving it.
Moments later the nurses superior, Staff Nurse Maureen Nwadike who is also black arrived in the ward, and told horrified Mrs Hynes: Youre racist.
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What to expect from Obamacare -— a few of my Dad’s experiences in a Government hospital:
A number of “IV” incidents occurred during the days that Dad was sedated -— although I did not make note of the exact day each incident occurred. Dad’s ICU “nurse” one evening was a student from a local nursing school. She came in to change the IV fluids. I watched as she tried to stick the stylette of the IV set into the IV bag through the hard protective cover cap over the infusion port. I asked if she would like me to show her how to change IV fluids, and she said yes because she had never done it before. I showed her how to remove the cover cap, insert the stylette, and partially fill the reservoir to keep air out of the IV line.
When I arrived one morning, a fluid drip falling from the IV bag onto the floor caught my attention, so I checked the IV bag. I found a hole in the side of the IV bag where the stylette from the IV tubing set had been pushed through the bag at insertion, with a steady efflux rate of about one drop every 5 seconds which had formed a large puddle of fluid on the floor. Because this situation created a break in sterility and the potential for IV contamination of my Dad, I called it to the attention of the nurse immediately.
We found another IV problem one morning when we arrived. Instead of being in the middle of the room, the right side of Dad’s bed had been pushed toward the wall leaving just a narrow walk on that side. We noticed that Dad’s right arm was hanging off the side of the bed on the right side. As we went to the right side of the bed, we saw that Dad’s arm from the elbow down looked like a “Pillsbury Dough Boy” arm. The IV catheter had come out of the vein, and a very large amount of fluid had extravasated under the injection pressure of the fluid pump. Dad’s fingers were three times normal size, and his hand looked like an inflated latex glove “balloon”. His fingers would not flex due to the fluid turgidity of his digits, and there were small serum breaks in the skin between the fingers. We called this to the attention of the nursing staff immediately.
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