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Yesterday, I came in to help out my colleague with an extubation after a four hour surgery. All is well, tube's out, patient is exclaiming she has to pee. Less than a litre of ringer infused, so guess she just hadn't had a wee before surgery. Bladder decompression by way of foley is decided.
Round one: sterile OR nurse goes in, fails after two attempts.
Round two: coordinating nurse gloves up, tries and fails. This urethra's becoming interesting.
Round three: surgeon gathers their balls, goes in, fails.
Round four: I say "glove me up, OR nurse", spread labia, find all the regular holes, insert catheter, urin spraying like a fire hose, which I expertly stop before it hits my nikes.
Walked out of the room with a full 1500cc bottle of urine, head held high, air fist bumping my colleague. Sad to say that was the single most fulfilling moment professionally from the last six months.
Any of you do any oddly satisfying stuff on the regular?
Round one: sterile OR nurse goes in, fails after two attempts.
Round two: coordinating nurse gloves up, tries and fails. This urethra's becoming interesting.
Round three: surgeon gathers their balls, goes in, fails.
Round four: I say "glove me up, OR nurse", spread labia, find all the regular holes, insert catheter, urin spraying like a fire hose, which I expertly stop before it hits my nikes.
Walked out of the room with a full 1500cc bottle of urine, head held high, air fist bumping my colleague. Sad to say that was the single most fulfilling moment professionally from the last six months.
Any of you do any oddly satisfying stuff on the regular?