It only needs to be stored on the whiskey.
The sad result of such incompetence is always the same. Decubiti, which one can hardly get rid of as a bedridden person.
The sad result of such incompetence is always the same. Decubiti, which one can hardly get rid of as a bedridden person.
Except for the area around my eyes, nose and parts of my cheeks and jaw, I have already lost control of my physical self.
After six days, the wound has still not healed. Despite daily dressing changes and Lavanid application, new purulent exudate comes every day.
Exciting topic. Because without a good night's sleep, I'm good for nothing. That's like the iron rule of not talking to me before my second coffee in the morning.
I am only explaining what I think are the possible reasons why it has not been possible to change masks for a few days now.
Now the whole discussion is starting all over again. Only this time it's not about the PEG, but about the cannula. Really? C'mon guys, give me a fucking break, please.
Seitenaufrufe: 592 Quizfrage: Was passiert, wenn sich ein Intensivpfleger unwohl fühlt und sich bei seinem häuslich gepflegten Beatmungspatienten positiv testet? Natürlich kennst du die Antwort. Ich hätte die Frage nicht gestellt und implizit eine Antwort genannt, die so hirnverbrannt klingt, dass sie nur wahr sein kann. Soll heißen ja, ich mache gerade die nächste Erfahrung der anderen Art mit...
Seitenaufrufe: 903 Nichts als Stress und Ärger Und da war sie da, die PEG. Heimlich, still und leise. Kaboom. Um ehrlich zu sein, es war etwas anders geplant, meine Berichterstattung. Ich hatte nicht vor, über drei Monate damit zu warten. Aber es war ja auch nicht geplant, dass ich die ersten acht Wochen nicht gerade wenig Probleme durch die...
Page views: 854 Attention! Unpaid advertising ? Oh how I loved this sweet temptation. I'm not really the sweet and dessert type, but with this delicacy even I get weak. So I thought, if I'm no longer able to eat them myself, I'll give some to my carers. Thanks to my...
Page views: 992 An agonising hour of pointless attempts to explain how to put the mask on correctly... and therefore a cold coffee with disgusting-tasting medication later. 30-day countdown for „Patrick has a PEG inserted“ set to zero yesterday. If the carer had read my instructions instead of making me explain the same shit every time I sat down like some infatuated teenager... he would have...