Brione Garrett Single Day Surgery Clinical Ashley Tyler/ Mark Potvin Today I got the opportunity to go to the single day surgery clinic for a clinical rotation. I arrived at about six fifty to be a little early. When I arrived, I received a badge to be able to get through the building since it’s a locked unit, which means that you must have badge access to be able to get into the operating rooms or any areas that aren’t patient rooms. When I walked in the nurses were doing their daily huddle. That when they talk about how many surgeries they will have that day, and if they are missing any nurses or doctors. I got to meet all the nurses from both the post and pre-operative side. I had previously worked with a few of the nurses before at …show more content…
They checked her vitals and made sure she had a ride home and got her dressed and she was on her way. The next procedure I saw was a meniscus arthroscopy. The patient was brought into the operation room and set up by placing the affected knee onto what looked like a jack to keep it bent but up enough so that the doctor could work on it. His assistant was also there he would hold the tools that he would need. This procedure they used gas anesthesia given through an oxygen mask. Once the patient was asleep, he started by making a small incision on the kneed and inserting the scope which showed a full picture on the camera screens. One of his tools vacuum sucked all the torn ligament pieces away to make it easier to see the part that needed fixed. I got to see the ACL ligament and the meniscus. The doctor stated that it wasn’t as bad as many cases he had seen. When he was done taking out all the torn parts he left, and the assistant sewed her up, the patient was then taken back to get ready for discharge. All in all, I saw a lot of things and got tons of experience. It was also awesome to get to see all the old friends who I hadn’t seen in a while and they really
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Samantha Quinones of Sherwood Oregon had a surprise hip surgery on August 25, 2012. While riding her bike at the park the pain in her hip was to strong to continue. Since Samantha’s pain is hard to manage that she went to the doctors to make an opponent and then went back to the park but Samantha started to cry from the pain.
Our trip to the UW-Madison campus and the Kohl Center was very beneficial to me. I have always wanted to be a student at UW-Madison and have always been a big fan of the sports teams. So getting to see an inside look at things was pretty special for me. Also, we got to meet some awesome people that gave me some inspiration for my goals.
My mother and I waited on the same uncomfortable chairs as we did in the waiting room. To the right was the maroon counter and overhead cabinets that had nothing but a generic laptop that was placed on it and a bright red hazardous waste bin. The yellow walls are distinctly memorable. The doctor I was seeing was the main physician of USA Weightlifting, so the wall directly across from myself was a framed white shirt with the black Sharpie signatures of the weightlifters surrounding the red and blue logo. On the other wall opposing the counter, a picture of the team with their physician was on the wall.
We had an enormous amount of fun doing different activities that we did not expect. First, we went swimming in the lake. It was so much fun getting to dive off the diving board and swim with all my friends. I wish we could have stayed in the lake all day because it was my favorite part of the trip. Next we went canoeing down the French Broad River.
We sat there for hours waiting for a doctor and nurses checked in every few minutes. The main desk was located outside the room and you could hear the nurses conversing with one another. I distinctly remember hearing: “have you had a break yet, Diana?” from one of the nurses. Diana responded with, “I have had one break
As I walk into the operating room, the cold air of the room hits me like a ton of bricks. I nervously canvass the room as my surgeon provides a cheerful greeting. I notice a nurse preparing the medical instruments, the anesthesiologist sitting at the head of the table and a few assistants in gowns. I think to myself, if the person who escorted me into the room was not standing behind me, I could make a quick escape. Instead, he guides me to the operating table where an assistant straps down my arms.
My home has been a place where many a newborn have had their first glimpse of the world, both literally and figuratively. In a tiny village on the coast of Southern India, my parents, both surgeons, ran a small surgical and maternity hospital just by our home. My mother joyfully announced the birth of a newborn baby almost every single day of my lovely childhood. The figurative birth in my home was not long ago, when my father, after years of struggling with failed kidneys, finally received his new kidney from my aunt. As he sat up in his hospital bed, his cheeks, which were once puffy and pale, were now pink and his eyes shone bright when he said the words - “It’s like a fog has lifted”.
It was funny because when we did that my cousin put on little kids shows and we all acted little and we are all the same age and we so funny that night. A few days before we left I spent a few days with my godmother. We watched Big Brother and we had a girls night out . I had so much fun I was so excited. At the beach house I kayaked so much I got sea
Last week at clinical it was my turn to administer oral meds. I successfully obtained all of my patient’s medications then I proceeded to her room, knocked on the door. Next I introduced myself checked my 2 patient identifiers and verified her allergy. Then I explained why I was there and what I was there to do. I proceeded to continue with my med pass and in the middle of the procedure I realized I forgotten to draw the privacy curtain.
It felt like they were taking forever in the operation room. Finally, around four pm, the doctor came out and told us that so far everything came out okay. At the moment we were not able to see her because she was in the recovery
Lastly, the visit at Del Rosa Christian School was awesome I loved everything about the school. This school is a faith-based school and shares Gods love for each of the children that are a part of the school. In the setting of a 3rd grade class it was awesome to see a lot of different ideas then a normal public school.
Everything there was just amazing. I love how every town and/or city has a unique part about it. Walking the streets of D.C. was such an interesting experience. We met so many new people and ate at many different restaurants. Obviously the food was amazing.