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Doctor-patient relationship In the past, I always thought that patients should be more considerate of doctors. Doctors are powerless in many cases.
But on August 6, 2021, I personally experienced something that made me feel that some patients were forced to go to extremes.
On the afternoon of August 6, 2021, the attending female doctor prescribed an injection for the child, amoxicillin-clavulanic acid injection. It was clearly written as 30ml liquid. My child is just 9 months old and needs it. With the infusion pump, you can set the speed and read how much has been dripped.
I didn’t pay attention at first, but I have already lost for two days. But when I was almost finished, I realized that I had only lost 10ml and it was gone. I called the nurse to see her, but she couldn't read the pump. I even told her carefully that I would call the head nurse, but the nurse called another nurse, and she still couldn't read the pump. I didn't know what the numbers on it were. What's the meaning. Except for that, the maximum allowed capacity of 30ml set below is correct. I got emotional and asked your head nurse to come. The head nurse came and understood what I meant. I said, "If there is less liquid, if there is no less medicine, it means the concentration is too high. Will it have any effect on the child?" As a result, they quickly removed everything, and no one answered my question. I said call the doctor and all the nurses left. After a while, the doctor didn't come. I was so anxious that I ran to see a doctor, but a bunch of mentally retarded nurses stopped me and said they wanted to check whether there was any problem with the equipment first. Silly, who doesn’t understand in their heart, it’s just that the concentration is wrong. At this time, we should not first discuss whether the high concentration will affect the child and whether emergency treatment is needed. I want to see a doctor. I lose control of my emotions and can't speak. An older male doctor came to smooth things over. He said that there would be no problem if the concentration was high. I went back. There is nothing wrong with the child, so let’s leave it like this for now.
After a while, the older male doctor took a sneak peek at my baby by asking the child next door. I was stupid too, waiting for the nurse to give me a result, but I got nothing.
I went to see my attending female doctor again in the evening and said, "Won't you give me an explanation for the wrong medicine?" The doctor said it was impossible and said he didn't know how to use it. That kind of pump, I don’t understand. But she would help me find a nurse and ask.
The nurse came to me in the evening and told me that there might be air in the infusion tube, and we had to drain it too much, and there was a lot of it. I thought about it carefully and found that there was no discharge in the afternoon and there was not a drop of water on the ground.
I was really stupid and didn’t leave any liquid behind. When something happened, I told them that they would know by measuring the liquid concentration, but the head nurse said there was no such advanced technology. I am also engaged in scientific research. To measure the concentration, hospitals cannot do it, but some institutions can. At that time, I was just worried about the child, and the nurses prevented me from finding a doctor. I didn't think about leaving the liquid. Later, the doctor came and said that the child was fine. I thought that the child was fine, so forget it. But I couldn't sleep that night. I regretted not leaving any liquid behind.
The next night, something happened in the next bed. The child kept crying, and the parents called the nurse to see if there was anything wrong with the needle. The nurse said it was fine, but the child kept crying and crying, and the parents didn't pay attention until the child's calf became swollen and fatter than the thigh (the needle inserted in the foot). The nurse was also called. The parent collapsed and wanted to go to the doctor, but the nurse stopped him and told him to deal with the child first. Treat the child first without delaying calling the doctor. Some of the nurse's words were even more irritating, saying that mistakes were inevitable. I have been working for 10 years, and my experience is accumulated through mistakes. What? Shouldn't you know these basics in school? Will there be swelling if the injection is given? After hearing this, I felt a chill in my heart. It turns out that you have no experience without making mistakes? Is that what you mean? After the accident, there were always doctors and nurses next door taking turns to comfort me.
What’s even more ridiculous is that on August 7, when our family originally had liquids three times a day, the child’s foot was told that the colored glaze needle could no longer be injected, and the child was given a colored glaze needle on his head. We took the baby back and waited for the fluid to be injected, but the nurse did not dare to use the fluid pump for us this time. I protested strongly. The nurse went to get the instruments.