Life as an emergency medicine intern can be pretty hectic, but having the right tools in your armamentarium can make things that much easier.
Here are some of the things I carry around on a day to day basis in the emergency department plus a few extras:
Personally I carry the Littmann Cardiology III Stethoscope. It has served me well for about 4 years now. I think it has one of the best acoustic qualities for those not going into Cardiology. Plus it comes in black!
Stethoscope Hip Clip
White coats get dirty in he emergency department, I stick to just my scrubs mostly. I give my neck a break from hanging my stethoscope around it and clip it to my scrubs pants. Your future orthopedic surgeon thanks you.
Tarascon Adult Emergency Medicine Pocketbook
This book has saved my butt multiple times, especially as a 4th year medical student on Sub-Internship rotations. Faster than opening up your phone and waiting for your WikiEM app to update. Just flip to the back,f ind what your are looking for and BAM! It is especially useful on international rotations when you don’t have internet or data service to spare.
I think pens with LED lights are less harsh on the patients’ eyes. These pens are still very bright so don’t directly shine them into the patients’ eyes just near them, unless you’re a jerk doctor.
Sanford Guide to Antimicrobial Therapy
A great deal of emergency department patients are discharged or admitted on antibiotic therapy. This helps you decide which drug for which bug without having to guess or remember back to your microbiology block. What if it is male with a UTI not a female? Or a kid with pneumonia? What common bugs need what drugs? This book helps a lot. Warning: paper cuts.
Most trauma patients need their clothes removed. Those who are bleeding out and time is on the essence, whip out these babies and cut through almost anything. Be careful before they cut your dreams.
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minute he was cutting vegetables to make himself dinner, the next the knife
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least a few stitches so instead of calling Jared and listening to the teasing
forever, he wrapped it up and drove himself to the hospital where he sat for
five hours before finally getting seen.
was on his way out when he saw you waiting to check in. You didn’t look great; pale,
sweaty, slightly shaky. You took a breath and he saw your eyes roll back. He
knew the look and he sped into action, catching you as you collapsed, stopping
you from hitting the ground. “Can I get some help?” Jensen yelled. “She just
happened?” A group of nurses and a doctor rushed out with a gurney, taking you
from Jensen and lying you down. “Did you bring her in?”
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caught her. I have no idea who she is. She’s burning up though.”
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