Sometimes I wonder...
...whether we do the right thing.It's my first surgical night and it's quiet. Quiet enough to be sat here writing instead of something more productive. (I'm not complaining)My only real sickie of the night is an elderly lady from a nursing home (let's call her Mrs G) who has something very wrong in her abdomen. Her bloods and films aren't too bad but looking at her that is sure to change very soon. Tummy like a drum, very agitated and requiring IV morphine for the pain. In short- circling the drain. For anyone interested, I think it's a perforating diverticulum but it could be an ulcer too. We won't know until she has an exploratory laparotomy.