New nurse, first code
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I was minding my business at the nurse's station when my supervisor came breezing past. "Come with me, we have a code" was all I was able to make out. We hurried along to the unit, where we were met by very distraught looking unit nurses. We were pointed to the room and upon entering, was met by a very gray, very not breathing elderly woman. Her eyes were open, her lips were blue, and there were no signs of life. My supervisor started with the mouth to mouth (we had asked for a Ambu-bag as we were passing the nurse's station, but they had failed to produce one at this time), and I started on chest compressions. So, here I am, pumping away, and all the while ribs are popping under my palm. I wanted to quit SO BAD, but have been trained otherwise, so I kept on. This poor woman had BUBBLES coming out of her mouth and nose, and the blood started soon after. Finally, another nurse came in and took over compressions so I went to hunt down that blasted Ambu-bag. Imagine my surprise when I rounded the corner to the nurse's station and both of that units' nurses were just standing there! I yelled at them to get an Ambu-bag NOW, and a suction machine as well. NEITHER KNEW WHERE TO LOCATE THESE THINGS. One miraculously found a bag, and I ran it to the room and hooked it up to the O2. I could do no more other than watch as the nurses continued the code, hearing that poor womans' ribs break, and watching as more and more blood and fluid ran from her mouth and nose. Finally, the fire dept. and paramedics arrived and took over. After another 20 minutes, they called her. To make matters worse, this lady had just arrived last night and was the mother of one of our employees. I am sitting here wondering what we could have done differently, or it if would have mattered at all. I will never, EVER forget what it feels like to have ribs break under your hands, nor will I ever forget the brutality that is a code. I'll never forget that lady's face with the fluids running out as they were. The worst part is I don't even know her name. But I know she was somebody's Mom, and that hurts worst of all.