"Abuelita!" shakeshakeshake "Abuelita!" shakeshakeshake "Senora!" shakeshakeshake "Como estas?!" shakeshakeshake "Senora! Senora!"
"I'm gonna say that's a GCS of...eight. Paperwork says the fingerstick was 1213."
Could you call us before our diabetic patient's sepsis gets so bad that their glycemic level goes higher than a fingerstick can count and you have to estimate a number?
I don't like spending the entire noisy bumpy Code 1 ride to the hospital just trying to find their goshdarn carotid pulse because they're so damn thready with some crazy-bad JVD.
Maybe? Pretty please?
Because rolling into the ambulance triage and finding no nurse immediately available results in us switching our patient to the hospital stretcher and rolling right on in to the emergency department.
And the emergency department wasn't even mad at us.
...At least not after I gave a verbal report straight to the doctor and they took a good look at the EKG.
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