So, TINS©, TIWFDASL©, and my MA, let us call her Maryann, exited the room that she had entered, shortly before, to assess and obtain vitals on a child.
“Reltney, this child here is working kind of hard to breathe, and he is coughing a lot: it seems to interfere with his taking a breath!”
I entered the room, and noted a child coughing approx every 10 seconds (and I mean a full throated cough, not some modest little “harrumph!” kind of thing), and, as I observed his breathing, noted a rate of around 60 breaths a minute.
Not so good.
We administered a breathing treatment, and he had kind of, sort of, maybe improved just a little bit.
I finished my assessment, and went to chart, intending to return and re assess him once my (generally 4-7 minute) charting was completed.
I did so, and noted that his breathing had dis-improved (is that really a word?). I invited the physician with whom I was working to lay eyes upon him, briefing her upon my observations and actions thus far.
Once she had assessed him, she was not favorably impressed. She, also, thought he was working kind of hard to breath. She, also, wondered if this was fixing to run him out beyond the end of his reserves, whereupon he would crash, likely biggly, and become a no shit emergency. She wondered if sending him to emergency, prior to that happening, might not be more wise than waiting until he did, indeed, crash.
I wrapped up my charting, once the child was safely on the way, and hunted up Maryann. I congratulated her. “You did good. Your prompt assessment that this child was not breathing right, set in motion events necessary to get him to the appropriate level of care, in a timely manner. Well done!”