... black to the top to bottom, God to the devil, salt pepper ... (list of optional expandable). You notice it most in the intersection, namely when Miss Conservative passes from the emergency room or from the patient station to the (emergency) surgery to Mr operative or in between (the anesthetic-Doc). Somehow you can never get it right:
time the patient is sedated to flat, sometimes the Oxylog is in the wrong place, sometimes the oxygen to empty and is also in the wrong place, sometimes has to use the wrong drugs, sometimes to much, too little time given. Blood pressure is sometimes too high or too low (but never just right). And woe to the patient is still held and does not have any urinary catheter, central venous catheter, artery, and no big red gift bow around his neck. For repositioning it is generally much too silly to the other better. Every time you get the feeling that the patient can speak of happiness when he arrives in the operating room alive ... I used to tell me yes or dispute. Does not matter. Meanwhile, I handled it this way: want to draft, moronic smile and think his part.
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