tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423880838207203660.post5152572267276170413..comments2024-01-10T09:56:49.324-05:00Comments on Respiratory Therapy Cave: The Five Stages of RT GriefRick Freahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01132949384071592216noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7423880838207203660.post-50914523970312582382011-04-22T16:28:16.894-04:002011-04-22T16:28:16.894-04:00I feel like I go through all of these stages over ...I feel like I go through all of these stages over and over again when I work. Some days are better than others, but what keeps me going is the personal satisfaction I get out of seeing somebody feel better because of what we do. A while back I was burned out while working with a particular kid that was in the last stage of graft vs host disease after her bone marrow transplant. After much frustration, some creativity, a lot of time, and a little praying I got this girl some comfort on her BIPAP. I was as about as burned out as one could be at this point and she tells me before I place her new BIPAP mask on "Thank you for helping me breath". I almost cried right there. <br /><br />Sometimes palbuterol does help as much as using all your clinical skills to wean somebody who is hard to get off and keep off a vent. Sometimes it's as simple as adding a bubble humidifier to a little oxygen to give some added comfort to a dyeing patient. (sorry about the spelling) This was the case with my grandfather ten years ago. I can still hear him ask me if I knew someone at the hospital where he was admitted because of that simple request. I guess my point is that most of the time what we do goes unnoticed or is not openly acknowledged, but you might be surprised how much is regardless of the cost.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com