February 6, 2012

The Machines Are Taking Over

As I prepare to possibly take on the responsibly of training new paramedics, I have spent some time looking back on the days of my internship. I really got to thinking about how much technology has advanced (at least in my service) since I was a student. Granted I have only been a medic for 5 years now, so I’m not exactly going to give the story about how I had to walk to work uphill both ways in the snow, but I have noticed some good and bad changes.

The following story should give you idea of how I was trained:

Preceptor – So what do we have so far?

Sean – Sinus tach with occasional PVC’s on the monitor, O2 Sat is 98% on 2 liters.

Preceptor – Ok, but what about the patient?

Sean – Well, I don’t see any elevation…..I don’t think he’s having an MI.

Preceptor – Ok, well go ahead an place this mask on the monitor at 15 liters and spray 1 nitro on the screen.

Sean – Ummmmmm, what?

Preceptor – Sounds like you got the monitor figured out, so I’ll go ahead and treat the patient from this point on.

I wasn’t allowed to use the Sp02 for the majority of my internship, because my preceptor was adamant that I need to rely on a physical assessment to determine how well someone is perfusing. All these “numbers”, “squiggly lines”, and “waves” were only tools to help confirm what we already knew from our assessment.

It now seems that the tides have changed. We are discouraged from going against the 12-lead monitor’s interpretation as it is “supposed” to be more accurate than the average paramedic. We can no longer “confirm” tube placement without the use of a capnography device. The NIBP is supposed to be more accurate than our ears and the almighty Sp02 never lies.

Don’t get me wrong, these are all great tools and they have certainly improved patient care for the providers that use them appropriately. But I continue to see more and more people rely on technology as a means to assess and treat their patients.

Perhaps watching the terminator series has left me paranoid, but I see a change and I don’t like it.


What do I look like?

Let’s rewind back a number of years to the first week of my paramedic internship. I thought I had it all figured out. 400 maybe 500 hours and I was going to be off to take my registry test and get my license. The first call of the day is a motorcycle down. My preceptor informs me that I am running the call alone. Its sink or swim time. “No problem, I got this” I say through the window tha seperates the cab from the patient compartment.

We get on scene to find an intoxicated biker standing in the roadway talking to law enforcement. They don’t want him to go by ambulance as they are arresting him for dui. The officer asks me to evaluate him and make sure he is ok to go by squad car. I walk up to the man and ask “what’s going on?”

“I got bit by a shark” he replies.

Sean – “very funny, are you hurt?”
Patient – “you tell me”
Sean – “are you having any pain?”
Patient – “am I getting billed for this?”
Sean – “only if you are transported”
Patient – “then I’m not going”
Sean – “do you know where you are?”
Patient – (he tells me the cross streets)
Sean – “what is the date today?”
Patient – (tells me a date that is off by a couple days)
Sean – “what does that man look like over there?”
Patient – “a cop”
Sean – “what do I look like?”
Patient – “a dumbass”
My preceptor – “well sounds like he’s alert and oriented to me!”