doctors' strike. Home emergency service. Many patients. Recipe requests. But above all. Work disability certificates. On this first great Day of the year. between an older couple. Well situated. Well dressed. However, it is rather laconic. Looks somehow to "put up". "Only very fast in between, we need a prescription. Will not take long." Really? What's this then? He calls the name. "Unfortunately, the package is now just gone over. You should write to please a wide." he says quite kindly. Unfortunately the doctor to happen too often. That he but your just a big package of painkillers, cough-blockers, sleeping pills, sedatives, antidepressants may write. Because you go on vacation tomorrow. Or father suffered so painfully. They had been robbed. And just today the doctor had indeed closed. will "temazepam" is an addictive sedative trigger that one can not prescribe now that would probably not write the front-neurologist, the doctor explains. To know the two of course. But they rebel. As always. Easy to start such talks. Maybe too friendly. Later outrage. Abuse sometimes. What one except for an inhuman doctor. Whether you have geschworden no oath to help. Whose is the petitioners would probably suspect. An absurdity, the report will be. Brazen impudence. usually calm down the situation again when we offered a compromise. One tablet of oxazepam for the night, for example. Friendly again: whether one can have two non-identical. This time has not been worth the visit for both. But yes you can try again later. Or next weekend. Sometime back a bona fide beginner sitting here.
coma "helpless person behind closed doors"
The doctor found two helpless people, after the door had been broken: the 70-year-old father and his 40-year-old Daughter.
Both unconscious but breathing spontaneously. Both in their beds. In a cool, dark old building, in the first days of winter in the early nineties.
Strange: Next to the bed of the old man took a pail with a little vomit. On the bedside table an open vial MCP, which suggested previous nausea and the presence of a primary care emergency service.
Another was not to find out. As long as the two were already there. What had happened. A collective suicide? Food poisoning? Everything remained unclear.
so for the doctor and the fire department in the two different hospitals. The ICU remained in telephone contact. Perhaps one of the two reports would wake up and can.
The laboratory diagnosis and a neuro-case conference brought no further information.
awoke hours later, but then the daughter in a neighboring hospital. And reported on the problems of the father the day before. Dizziness, nausea and shortness of breath he felt. More and more tired he had become. The emergency service but found nothing and only given an injection. And to this the cold apartment. Onset of winter. Both would have the coal stove is not quite up and running.
There is thus a suspicion which is confirmed by the HbCO value: carbon monoxide poisoning.
And it also explains the pink to dark red color, unusual sound effect in comatose and deep breathing.
Rästelhaft remains, why in the apartment no smoke or odor was noticed similar. Perhaps they had too much on the comatose patient?
Later still put the fire to the coal stove.
