Just got done with my 8am-8pm shift at midnight. Sigh.
Had something new for me .... Took in a patient from an rdvm, suspected rodenticide - they said bruising, lethargy, pale. Not sure about ingestion, but possible. Ok. So I work it up quickly ... Pt, ptt gonzo off the charts, pericardial effusion, lungs getting nasty, bruising everywhere. Pretty sure there's an auricular mass, but hey, I'm not a cardiologist so my 'echo' is pretty low yield. Discuss neoplasia, dic, all that. Start plasma and other therapies. Animal arrests and TTJs very quickly. Dad tells us to stop cpr.
I ask if he would like to see her, thinking I've made it very clear that she is dead.
He says yes. I leave him to hold her body. Come back a few minutes later. He asks if it's normal for them to be so still.
Turns out he thinks she's in some kind of coma. Nobody ever used that word. And I said "passed away" at least a few times. Amazing how much can get lost in communication. He was very startled to find out he had been holding a dead dog.
Oops. Sigh. Long day.