An experience I had involving ethics in relation to an interprofessional collaboration was in my present nursing case. Prior to me starting my patient a 13-year-old girl had a severe asthma attack and went into cardiac arrest, died and was brought back to life this past February. Although the EMTs were able to bring her back, she has been in a coma ever since. What makes this case an ethical dilemma is that several months ago the doctors wanted to diagnose her as brain dead and remove her from life support. Through the use of medical terminology, lack of understanding about her daughter’s condition and unempathetic doctors they managed to convince the mother that her child had no hope of survival.
Many families cannot thank the donor’s families enough, just like Khalieghya and her family cannot. Khalieghya was diagnosed with biliary artesia as an infant-- blockage in the tubes that carry bile from the liver to the gallbladder. She had many surgeries, but they were unsuccessful. Doctors informed her family that the only way that she would survive was if she received a liver transplant; with that being said, she was finally placed on the national transplant waiting list. Khalieghya’s family received word when she was five months old that the doctors had found a liver match because another child passed and the family members were generous enough to donate the child’s organs.
That was the only thing I was allowed to do at my age. I didn 't go to any house parties or clubs because I was way too young. I just tried to keep a low profile life. I stayed out of trouble and stayed to myself. The only friend I had in Houston was my boyfriend and his friends.
Apparently, she was brought to the hospital from a nursing home because of uncontrolled pain. The doctor who admitted her was notorious for berating a nurse at a moment’s notice and was the head physician at the hospital and ruled the roost (so to speak) and was impossible to please – reportedly. The off-going nurse was giving me report, and it went something like this: “She is in there crying and squirming in pain. She is complaining of stomach upset and nausea but not throwing up. There is nothing I can do because her morphine is only ordered every two hours and she just had it about 15 minutes ago and it’s not helping.
The perils of psychiatric medicine greatly affected Esther’s life. In chapter 10, when Teresa, their family doctor, refused to prescribe stronger sleeping pills for Esther anymore, because Esther was unable to sleep and read anymore. She (Teresa) referred Esther to a psychiatrist, Doctor Gordon. In Chapter 11, Esther later on realized that she was not sleeping for seven nights. She also realized that she has not had taken a bath, washed her hair and changed her clothes for three weeks either.
Patricia Douglass is a 28-year-old, gravida I, para 0 at 34 weeks gestation. She is carrying a set of twins. At her most recent office visit with Dr. Sanders, Patricia had an elevated blood pressure of 158/86. She was brought to the hospital by ambulance. Upon arrival Patricia is immediately assessed and states that she has failed to comply with her prescribed blood pressure medication, Labetalol 200mg BID.
The inferior lobe, lower part, of my left lung is scar tissue and I don’t get as much as oxygen as the “normal” person does. I spent a large amount of time in the hospital in an oxygen tent during the first few years of my life. The doctors put me on a transplant list, but, my mom argued with the doctors and told them that she didn’t want me to have a transplant. When I was three, I received a diagnosis of asthma. This new diagnosis led to more hospital time, more medications and more doctors informing my mom I needed a transplant, still, she resisted.
PROLOGUE Notes from Donna’s parents and sister . . . When Donna was born, her skin was so raw from eczema that she could not lay on the sheets in the hospital without her skin coming off, so we went home the day after she was born. From that very moment, we were praying for her to be healed.
My first OB mother, was expecting her 4 child. I was able to meet up her at Sterling Regional Medical Center in the labor and delivery for her placement of the cervidal. At this time, I was able to gain background information on my patient. I was unable to do a prenatal visit, due to not having any left after I contacted her. Due to the circumstance, that I stated early, I as unable to watch her birth.
I am so thankful for everything I have in my life, like my family and friends, and reminding myself of that gives me a positive outlook on life. When something goes wrong, I am quick to remind myself that it can be worse, and that everything will be fine. I know that many more people have it hard out there, but appreciating what I have brings happiness into my life. My friends also give me joy, making me laugh about every little thing in our conversation. When we talk about the future, no one is pessimistic.