Friday, May 18, 2012

And Now, A Song!

Statlocks on Foleys and cases on pillows
DT-ing drunks seeing pink armadillos
C-Pap and Bi-Pap for pressurized air
That's what I see here in critical care

Violent nausea, emesis, dry heaves
Cannulas caught in a funky blue hair weave
Comatose dude with the thousand-yard stare
That's what my night's like in critical care

External pacers and new intubation
Dads who collapsed on the plane on vacation
Hospital gowns leaving bottoms all bare
That's what we get up in critical care

When there's blood loss
When their sats drop
When they're fading fast
They simply come here to the MICU
Because they know we're the best

Lung silicosis in workers from coal mines
Scrub-clad intensivists placing IJ lines
Pastoral Services leading a prayer
That's how the shift goes in critical care

TB and C. diff and nasty infections
Searching supply rooms for bandage selections
Spouses and visitors sleeping in chairs
That's what my job is in critical care

Tachy and brady and Wenckebach rhythms
IVC filters to stop embolisms
Cranial post-ops with shaven-off hair
All these and more come to critical care

When there's blood loss
When their sats drop
When they're fading fast
They simply come here to the MICU
Because they know weeeeeeee're
The best!

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