I took care of no less than three truly sick (as in the ER definition of sick, not "I've had sniffles since the AM," but "very likely to die in the next few minutes") patients in Bed 4 last night. Two of them coded, and the other dropped her pressure and required a rapid intubation, central line, gallons of fluid and every drip known to man before getting her up to the ICU. And that was just in one shift. I don't know why a black cloud hangs over that room, but I do know that if I'm ever a patient, it's not where I'll want to be treated.
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