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Intensive Care Unit - A world away from world

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After my first blog , that was more about adjusting , rather tuning my pace in the ICU from ER . This is just the continuation.

While in ER , where you're the aggressive one person who is counseling the family on what has acutely happened , the random febrile illness is a septic shock , the need for investigation and payment of bomb of a price for staying in a intensive care unit . The struggle is real. You explain every moment , you explain the progress minute by minute , hour by hour . You justify the need of investigation in sections . The amount of stress I realized is Oh my God! Yes , there is so much stress!
As Emergency Physicians we juggle so much! to be precise "The Emergency Department".

 You got to have that flair to differentiate you from every other medigeek !
You got to have that flair to differentiate you from a lawyer !
You got to have that flair that makes you better than any psychotherapist !
You got to have the flair that makes you stand out from a managing director!
You got to have the flair that makes you take critical decision like a politician!
You got to have that flair that makes you run the department better than a administrator!
You got to have the flair that makes you run more than a sportsperson!
and a flair to be down to earth like a Human being!

In Intensive care unit , life is different. You counsel a quarter  of what you do in emergency. You do things at your convenience. You need not justify everything , that is done. Family intervenes at your convenience. Its like admitting your kid in a boarding, you'll know what you're allowed to know.
Its a closed room with or without view to the outside work. The beeping noise all over. Monitor that makes , characters of your dream also to beep not speak.

Posting residents from Emergency to ICU is like tying their feet with ropes so that they don't run to far off distances.

So far so much.


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