Throughout third year of med school, I have had a couple of memorable moments that I probably will remember the rest of my life, such as my first delivery of a baby, the bizarre delusions and hallucinations of some psychiatry patients that I interviewed, but nothing stands close to your first patient death. Last night was a rainy Tuesday night at JPS, relatively slow trauma night, until about 1:00 am my intern wakes me up for a level 1 trauma (the most serious trauma you can get at JPS) a 41 yo AAM with gunshot wound to the chest and was also involved in a MVC (motor vehicle accident). How do you top that..it was a 2 for 1.
Here was the story: Police found the man on the ground at scene of the accident with patient semiconscious laying face down near his car. Witnesses heard 10 gun shots and saw the man crash his car into a tree.
He arrives at about 1:10am Wed in JPS, he has a gun shot to his left lateral chest with no exit wounds. He also has a open abrasion ,you can see his patella (bone) on his right knee. BP is 130/80 pulse is 130. He gets intubated, a chest tube bilaterally-bloody effusions drain into the chest tube, a femoral line, and a foley that is empty, even after 4L of Lactate ringer's solution. All this time he also gets 2 chest x-rays and he is sent to the OR immediately.
In the OR, it was the biggest team I have worked with there was 1 anesthesiologist, and 4 CRNAs 3 scrub techs and 3 RNS running around gathering supplies and prepping. So my 2 residents begin cutting. This patient's body habitus quite big I would say 280lbs with a large belly and maybe 6'2. The attending rushes in and takes over the entire surgery, we open his entire belly, the attending takes over, and takes out bowel and cradles it in his gown and the table while the residents are frantically searching for a bleeding source. Meanwhile I was standing near the surgical tech getting instruments ready. I was then told to squeeze next to the head of the bed and retract with all my life this man's chest cavity while they continue to dig into the chest wall. Blood is filling his entire chest cavity, and neither my attending nor the residents can find the bleeding source. Six units of blood was tranfused and more LR was given. Suddenly the part of the electricity in the OR began to short fuse. My resident's head lamp went off, the Bone saw wasn't working because of an electrical fuse. More blood is spilling. More blood is ordered from the blood bank, but there isn't any more blood of this man's blood type, they ran out. So my attending yells and tells the anesthesiologist to get any F-ing blood you can. He also F-ing requests a special type of Epi-injection- cardiac epi. He injects it directly into the patients heart. This entire time I am retracting this guy with all my body weight leaned away. My attending now is manually squeezing the man's heart.
They finally see the source it was the aorta, vena cavae, and liver that was bleeding. This also find a approximately 5 mm bullet still intact in his liver. Everything became grim. There was no point of return, when my attending noticed the blood was getting thinner and thinner in consistency. He say's okay we're going to "call it". It was the end of the trauma at 3:42am. The bullet travelled from his left chest wall through his aorta into his vena cava and lodged into his liver, where it was very difficult to see and contain the bleeding. After my residents sewed up the belly, I stayed behind to help the scrub tech clean the body. Here is the story in FW Star Telegram:
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Man dies after being shot, crashing car in Arlington
ARLINGTON -- Arlington police are investigating the death of a man who crashed his car into a tree after being shot.
Police dispatchers said they received calls of shots being fired about 12:30 a.m. in the 1000 block of East Arkansas Lane.
About five minutes later they received a call that a car had crashed into a tree on eastbound East Arkansas Lane near Collins Street.
When police arrived they found the driver had been shot.
He was transported to John Peter Smith Hospital where he died about two hours later.
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That was the fastest 2 hours that passed by in my life. It all felt like it was 30mins. Who knew so much could happen in 2hrs. Here is what I found out later that morning. The man was a drug dealer. He was shot and was trying to get away by driving, he lost consciousness and crashed his car into a tree where police and paramedics found him.
This was my last call night at JPS for general and trauma surgery . It was memorable closing and reminder of how fragile life can be.