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I was late call yesterday, meaning I'm the doc backing up the on-call doc who arrives at 3PM.
I can leave when he can handle The Show, which usually translates to around 6-7 pm.
Sure enough, right at 3pm when the non-call docs are trying to get outta the hospital Dr R the heart surgeon comes sauntering into the OR.
"I NEED WANNA YOU GUYS TO HEAD TO ICU 17 AND GET THE GUY OVER HERE. HE'S TAMPONADING SO MAKE IT AS QUICK AS POSSIBLE, OK?"
Dr R's a pretty nice guy.....and if he injects urgency into a situation HE AIN'T BULLS HITTING.
Tamponading Dude is 4 days s/p CABG...
Ten minutes later dudes in the OR.
He's conscious but barely.
About 8 people in the room.
I'm usually casual, talkative, but not now......I'm focused on what I've gotta do, which is get the dude on the table, put some monitors on, put a tube in his trachea.....
I've got 2 stellar CRNAs helping so I tell them what I need...
Dr R told me dude's BP was 60 systolic in the ICU....I can feel a carotid but not a radial so that sounds about right.
I'm gonna have a tube in, an A line in, and a central line before they're draped I tell myself.
Since this guys still with us and talking to us on planet earth, we can't cut his sub-xiphoid open without some kinda pharmacologic intervention....well, yeah, we could......
GIVE TOO MUCH OF ANYTHING AND HE'LL FLATLINE.
If you've ever got a crashing tamponade, friends, PLEASE REMEMBER THAT.
They become a DIRT PILLOW CDAZY FAST with justa bout anything!
I'm on the left side of the OR table as the herd of people are hurriedly readying to slide Dude over from his bed.
Jim the anesthesia tech is by my side.
Mary CRNA is at the head, Jenelle CRNA is available for whatever.
I hand the induction syringes to Jenelle.
"Jenelle, as soon as Marys got the monitors on, squirt these in CDAZY FAST!" I say.
Patient is rolled onto the OR table.
As soon as Dude's motion stops I grab his left arm and extend it onto the arm board. Jim the anesthesia tech reflexively places the rolled-up-and-taped OR towel underneath his wrist and wraps some one-inch tape around Dude's palm and underneath the arm board.
Mary is hastily putting on the monitors.
I can't feel a pulse but I can feel the artery....firm, annular..... skinny old dude....
I slam the Arrow art line needle where I feel the artery-sans-pulse and a little droppa blood appears in the art-line-plastic-chamber-thinghy....wire threads....twist and push... pull out the needle....
BINGO!!!! man I'm a lucky sonnofabitch
Transducer hooked up......I look up at the monitor....
BP 50/30😱
And this old dudes still kinda with us!
This all took literally about a minute.
Mary has the monitors on....Jenelle, as instructed, starts pushing the syringes.
Syringe number one: ketamine 30mg
Syringe number two: sux 100mg
Mary inserts the Miller 2 twenty seconds after the drugs are in and slams in the 8.0 ETT.
"Hey Bill, wouldja mind putting in a central line when this is over?" Dr R says as he walks out to the scrub sink.
"Sure", I say....knowing I'll have the line in before he returns.
OR staff tucks the arms....OR scrub starts prep...I had previously asked Jim the anesthesia tech to be ready for a central line as soon as he had secured the A line.....being the stellar professional he is, he's waiting for me....gloves, kits open, everything....man this job is fun when you've got premium help!
Head to the left, quick prep, gloves on, quick-drape, grab the needle,
BOOM.
Wire, scalpel, dilator, line.
Before the drape.
Stitching when Dr R walks back in.
Yeah, I couldda waited.
But this guys only got one peripheral with no good looking peripheral IV sites looking at me.....and if this goes to s hit I'd like access to his central circulation anyway and I like a challenge too!
Drapes up....Dr R hurrying....
The above, from throwing the guy on the table, monitors on, induced, tubed, lines in, prepped and draped, was probably seven minutes.
DUDE'S TAMPONADE IS PROGRESSING.....
Systolic 50.....40........39......over the next 30 seconds...
I push twenty mikes of epi thru the brown port of the new central line...
Dr R skillfully approaches the pericardium and lances it....
400mL blood rushes out.....
I was trying to wait and wait to push the epi cuz I knew Dude's BP would probably come up as soon as Dr R hit the pericardium with the steel....but when I saw the systolic hit DA THIRTIES I couldnt help myself....
Keep in mind the above scenerio is happening in seconds...
So now, concominantly, Dr R has relieved the pericardium of the near-two-units of pressure, and my twenty mikes of epi are hitting....
Systolic 60...70....90....110....130.....150...180 fuk me....
Stops at 180.
Decisions are what we get paid a low NFL draft pick salary for.
Was twenty mikes of epi too much? Geez I dunno....pressures in the 30s.....20 mikes with a pressure that low is a pretty reasonable dose....sometimes you'll give that, then double it...and double again...
..BP peaked at 180.....the flip side is hypoperfusion for a longer time if the pressure doesnt pop with the lancing-of-the-pericardium...
Heres a learning point...if you get a dramatic swing in hemodynamics, make small corrections initially cuz alotta times your small corrections will work.
This will prevent you from oscillating from really-high-to-really-low...
180 isnt the end of the world so I turn the sevo upto-max and hyperventilate the dude for 30 seconds....couldda reached for a big nitro stick but having been here before, I'm gonna wait...
pressure trends down.
Again, the above happened in minutes.
This was a twenty minute case, Folks.
All the above s hit happened in twenty minutes.😱
We go from talking to colleagues in the doctors lounge one minute....to a stat call the next minute...and a stressful, harrowing next twenty minutes.....all in
ONE HOUR OF AN ANESTHESIOLGIST'S LIFE AT WORK.
Dr R was complimentary of our premium CDAZY FAST action.
More importantly, I spoke with Tamponade Dude this morning.
He's extubated, doing well.
And he doesnt remember a thing.
Periodically in this biz ya gotta STEP UP TO THE MIKE WITH MICATIN (right Gern?) and earn the benjamins.
It's gratifying sometimes....this anesthesia biz.....being able to be a part of a critical case where another human's life hangs in the phase between life and death...and you're able to swing'em back to PLANET EARTH...
I'll drink to that.
Jet pops open an Isosceles cab...
CHEERS!
I can leave when he can handle The Show, which usually translates to around 6-7 pm.
Sure enough, right at 3pm when the non-call docs are trying to get outta the hospital Dr R the heart surgeon comes sauntering into the OR.
"I NEED WANNA YOU GUYS TO HEAD TO ICU 17 AND GET THE GUY OVER HERE. HE'S TAMPONADING SO MAKE IT AS QUICK AS POSSIBLE, OK?"
Dr R's a pretty nice guy.....and if he injects urgency into a situation HE AIN'T BULLS HITTING.
Tamponading Dude is 4 days s/p CABG...
Ten minutes later dudes in the OR.
He's conscious but barely.
About 8 people in the room.
I'm usually casual, talkative, but not now......I'm focused on what I've gotta do, which is get the dude on the table, put some monitors on, put a tube in his trachea.....
I've got 2 stellar CRNAs helping so I tell them what I need...
Dr R told me dude's BP was 60 systolic in the ICU....I can feel a carotid but not a radial so that sounds about right.
I'm gonna have a tube in, an A line in, and a central line before they're draped I tell myself.
Since this guys still with us and talking to us on planet earth, we can't cut his sub-xiphoid open without some kinda pharmacologic intervention....well, yeah, we could......
GIVE TOO MUCH OF ANYTHING AND HE'LL FLATLINE.
If you've ever got a crashing tamponade, friends, PLEASE REMEMBER THAT.
They become a DIRT PILLOW CDAZY FAST with justa bout anything!
I'm on the left side of the OR table as the herd of people are hurriedly readying to slide Dude over from his bed.
Jim the anesthesia tech is by my side.
Mary CRNA is at the head, Jenelle CRNA is available for whatever.
I hand the induction syringes to Jenelle.
"Jenelle, as soon as Marys got the monitors on, squirt these in CDAZY FAST!" I say.
Patient is rolled onto the OR table.
As soon as Dude's motion stops I grab his left arm and extend it onto the arm board. Jim the anesthesia tech reflexively places the rolled-up-and-taped OR towel underneath his wrist and wraps some one-inch tape around Dude's palm and underneath the arm board.
Mary is hastily putting on the monitors.
I can't feel a pulse but I can feel the artery....firm, annular..... skinny old dude....
I slam the Arrow art line needle where I feel the artery-sans-pulse and a little droppa blood appears in the art-line-plastic-chamber-thinghy....wire threads....twist and push... pull out the needle....
BINGO!!!! man I'm a lucky sonnofabitch
Transducer hooked up......I look up at the monitor....
BP 50/30😱
And this old dudes still kinda with us!
This all took literally about a minute.
Mary has the monitors on....Jenelle, as instructed, starts pushing the syringes.
Syringe number one: ketamine 30mg
Syringe number two: sux 100mg
Mary inserts the Miller 2 twenty seconds after the drugs are in and slams in the 8.0 ETT.
"Hey Bill, wouldja mind putting in a central line when this is over?" Dr R says as he walks out to the scrub sink.
"Sure", I say....knowing I'll have the line in before he returns.
OR staff tucks the arms....OR scrub starts prep...I had previously asked Jim the anesthesia tech to be ready for a central line as soon as he had secured the A line.....being the stellar professional he is, he's waiting for me....gloves, kits open, everything....man this job is fun when you've got premium help!
Head to the left, quick prep, gloves on, quick-drape, grab the needle,
BOOM.
Wire, scalpel, dilator, line.
Before the drape.
Stitching when Dr R walks back in.
Yeah, I couldda waited.
But this guys only got one peripheral with no good looking peripheral IV sites looking at me.....and if this goes to s hit I'd like access to his central circulation anyway and I like a challenge too!
Drapes up....Dr R hurrying....
The above, from throwing the guy on the table, monitors on, induced, tubed, lines in, prepped and draped, was probably seven minutes.
DUDE'S TAMPONADE IS PROGRESSING.....
Systolic 50.....40........39......over the next 30 seconds...
I push twenty mikes of epi thru the brown port of the new central line...
Dr R skillfully approaches the pericardium and lances it....
400mL blood rushes out.....
I was trying to wait and wait to push the epi cuz I knew Dude's BP would probably come up as soon as Dr R hit the pericardium with the steel....but when I saw the systolic hit DA THIRTIES I couldnt help myself....
Keep in mind the above scenerio is happening in seconds...
So now, concominantly, Dr R has relieved the pericardium of the near-two-units of pressure, and my twenty mikes of epi are hitting....

Systolic 60...70....90....110....130.....150...180 fuk me....
Stops at 180.
Decisions are what we get paid a low NFL draft pick salary for.
Was twenty mikes of epi too much? Geez I dunno....pressures in the 30s.....20 mikes with a pressure that low is a pretty reasonable dose....sometimes you'll give that, then double it...and double again...
..BP peaked at 180.....the flip side is hypoperfusion for a longer time if the pressure doesnt pop with the lancing-of-the-pericardium...
Heres a learning point...if you get a dramatic swing in hemodynamics, make small corrections initially cuz alotta times your small corrections will work.
This will prevent you from oscillating from really-high-to-really-low...
180 isnt the end of the world so I turn the sevo upto-max and hyperventilate the dude for 30 seconds....couldda reached for a big nitro stick but having been here before, I'm gonna wait...
pressure trends down.

Again, the above happened in minutes.
This was a twenty minute case, Folks.
All the above s hit happened in twenty minutes.😱
We go from talking to colleagues in the doctors lounge one minute....to a stat call the next minute...and a stressful, harrowing next twenty minutes.....all in
ONE HOUR OF AN ANESTHESIOLGIST'S LIFE AT WORK.
Dr R was complimentary of our premium CDAZY FAST action.
More importantly, I spoke with Tamponade Dude this morning.
He's extubated, doing well.
And he doesnt remember a thing.
Periodically in this biz ya gotta STEP UP TO THE MIKE WITH MICATIN (right Gern?) and earn the benjamins.
It's gratifying sometimes....this anesthesia biz.....being able to be a part of a critical case where another human's life hangs in the phase between life and death...and you're able to swing'em back to PLANET EARTH...
I'll drink to that.
Jet pops open an Isosceles cab...
CHEERS!
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