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Did a difficult AVR the other day on a 62 year old dude...who looked 50...with critical aortic stenosis.
It is rare that we are confronted with such an ominous disease process within a patient that appears quite healthy...non obese, in (relatively) good physical shape, no other comorbidities.
Except, for, uhhhh, an extremely f uk ked up aortic valve. Yeah, some LVH but not much else.
When I walked into the heart room that day I expected no drama. After all, whats the absolute most important factor in any successful heart surgery?
The heart surgeon.
If you've gotta rokk star, you, the anesthesiologist, collects your fee metaphorically similar to a kid skipping school. A dude walking into a bank with a Glock, exiting a few minutes later with a thousand benjamins.
In other words, its practically stealing.
If heart surgeon dude is a struggler,well, count on earning your loot.
Thankfully that day I was indeed working with a rokkstar. Quick, efficient, gifted. Predictable.
Note to self: When a rokkstar heart surgeon opens the chest, looks at the aortic root and starts mumbling under his breath, its time for you to LOCK AND LOAD.
Turns out, according to Rokkstar, patient dude shouldda had this operation 10 years ago but refused until now.
Seeing him shake his head as he readied the lines for bypass let me in on the sinister fact that I wasn't gonna steal my physician's fee today. I was gonna earn it.
Prior to induction: Attained patient somnolence with midazolam....6 mg divided. Cuppla big peripheral IVs. A line.
Induction:Glancing at the arterial waveform, I've got a great blood pressure and heart rate for Dude's disease process. 130/80. Heart rate 58. Wanna keep it that way, yes? Rocuronium 5 mg. Sufentanil 100ug. Etomidate around 16mg (couldda used propofol here...just less than normal). Dude goes apneic, succinylcholine 200mg. Ventilated, tubed. Crack the Sevo, give a stikka Vec, ventilator on. Trendelenberg, head to the left, right IJ TLC placed.
Hemodynamically stable. Nurses proceed with foley, prep and drape, blah blah blah.
Rokkstar proceeds.
Now we're back to the part above where I saw him mumbling after seeing and feeling the aorta.
"Its thin. Fragile." (unintelligible mumbling)
Rokkstar dissects and cannulates without incident.
Rokkstar voices somethings unusual about one of the coronary artery's point of origin, and how thats gonna affect myocardial preservation with retrograde pleg....can't make chicken salad outta chicken s h it, so he does his best.
We both know as a result of the patient's anomalous coronary artery anatomy there may be myocardium at risk during the bypass run, and theres not a goddamn thing that can be done about it.
Except be CDAZY fast.
Bypass ensues.
Rokkstar delivers with a new valve forty minutes later.
HERES WHERE IT GETS DICEY.
Last sutures in.
Cross clamp off.
V FIB.
No big deal, right?
Rokkstars just gonna insert the internal paddles, deliver a TAZER ZAP, NSR will ensue, and I'll be under the squat rack at Premier Health And Fitness in a hundred and ten minutes.
WRONG.
No dice.
Still v fib. try again. "BZZZZZZZZT I'M SORRY! WRONG ANSWER!"
Another shock.
Another failure. I'm still seeing a chaotic squiggly line on the monitor where a reflection of systematic myocardial electrical activity should be.
SO NOW ITS NEARING FIVE O CLOCK. MY LEG WORKOUT AT PREMIER FITNESS IS IN JEOPARDY AND I'M GETTING PISSED.
This is a great teaching case.
I don't need to teach you that if this dude remains in V fib he's gonna be sleeping on a dirt pillow soon. And to top it off, I'm gonna miss my leg workout.
Whats going through your mind at this point? What could've happened, controllable or uncontrollable? More importantly, what I just said is rhetoric, right? Because this is where we are now.
Refractory ventricular fibrillation after a very short pump run on a well preserved 60ish dude who looked fifty.
At least he looked that way before the operation.
WHAT NOW????
😱😱
It is rare that we are confronted with such an ominous disease process within a patient that appears quite healthy...non obese, in (relatively) good physical shape, no other comorbidities.
Except, for, uhhhh, an extremely f uk ked up aortic valve. Yeah, some LVH but not much else.
When I walked into the heart room that day I expected no drama. After all, whats the absolute most important factor in any successful heart surgery?
The heart surgeon.
If you've gotta rokk star, you, the anesthesiologist, collects your fee metaphorically similar to a kid skipping school. A dude walking into a bank with a Glock, exiting a few minutes later with a thousand benjamins.
In other words, its practically stealing.
If heart surgeon dude is a struggler,well, count on earning your loot.
Thankfully that day I was indeed working with a rokkstar. Quick, efficient, gifted. Predictable.
Note to self: When a rokkstar heart surgeon opens the chest, looks at the aortic root and starts mumbling under his breath, its time for you to LOCK AND LOAD.
Turns out, according to Rokkstar, patient dude shouldda had this operation 10 years ago but refused until now.
Seeing him shake his head as he readied the lines for bypass let me in on the sinister fact that I wasn't gonna steal my physician's fee today. I was gonna earn it.
Prior to induction: Attained patient somnolence with midazolam....6 mg divided. Cuppla big peripheral IVs. A line.
Induction:Glancing at the arterial waveform, I've got a great blood pressure and heart rate for Dude's disease process. 130/80. Heart rate 58. Wanna keep it that way, yes? Rocuronium 5 mg. Sufentanil 100ug. Etomidate around 16mg (couldda used propofol here...just less than normal). Dude goes apneic, succinylcholine 200mg. Ventilated, tubed. Crack the Sevo, give a stikka Vec, ventilator on. Trendelenberg, head to the left, right IJ TLC placed.
Hemodynamically stable. Nurses proceed with foley, prep and drape, blah blah blah.
Rokkstar proceeds.
Now we're back to the part above where I saw him mumbling after seeing and feeling the aorta.
"Its thin. Fragile." (unintelligible mumbling)
Rokkstar dissects and cannulates without incident.
Rokkstar voices somethings unusual about one of the coronary artery's point of origin, and how thats gonna affect myocardial preservation with retrograde pleg....can't make chicken salad outta chicken s h it, so he does his best.
We both know as a result of the patient's anomalous coronary artery anatomy there may be myocardium at risk during the bypass run, and theres not a goddamn thing that can be done about it.
Except be CDAZY fast.
Bypass ensues.
Rokkstar delivers with a new valve forty minutes later.
HERES WHERE IT GETS DICEY.
Last sutures in.
Cross clamp off.
V FIB.
No big deal, right?
Rokkstars just gonna insert the internal paddles, deliver a TAZER ZAP, NSR will ensue, and I'll be under the squat rack at Premier Health And Fitness in a hundred and ten minutes.
WRONG.
No dice.
Still v fib. try again. "BZZZZZZZZT I'M SORRY! WRONG ANSWER!"
Another shock.
Another failure. I'm still seeing a chaotic squiggly line on the monitor where a reflection of systematic myocardial electrical activity should be.
SO NOW ITS NEARING FIVE O CLOCK. MY LEG WORKOUT AT PREMIER FITNESS IS IN JEOPARDY AND I'M GETTING PISSED.
This is a great teaching case.
I don't need to teach you that if this dude remains in V fib he's gonna be sleeping on a dirt pillow soon. And to top it off, I'm gonna miss my leg workout.
Whats going through your mind at this point? What could've happened, controllable or uncontrollable? More importantly, what I just said is rhetoric, right? Because this is where we are now.
Refractory ventricular fibrillation after a very short pump run on a well preserved 60ish dude who looked fifty.
At least he looked that way before the operation.
WHAT NOW????
😱😱
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