Thrombolysis

I had thrown my notice of termination in the mailbox of my nursing manager. After 13 years in the intensive care unit, many weekends and two children who could only experience their parents together once a month, it was time for a change. Late shift on Friday: The feeling of only having six months left to work here was strange, but I decided to suppress the pain of separation. When I reported for duty, I was given two monitoring patients and a critical case. The critical patient had had a major abdominal procedure the day before and had already complained of shortness of breath to the colleagues in the early shift. When I entered the room, the approximately 50-year-old man was already sitting upright in bed, sweating and gasping for air. Within a few minutes his condition deteriorated dramatically and we had to start resuscitation.