The nursing staff we dealt with were all amazing with one glaring exception. I think there is an unwritten rule of hospital staffing that states for any given patient's stay one hospital employee must be a dud. Alexandra's nurse yesterday turned out to be The One. (I am quite confident it is safe to blog about her here at North of 49 because only nice people read my blog.) At one point yesterday she was doing some pointless thing to Alexandra, and I was sitting by the bed reading. My cell phone went off alerting me to a text message. I picked up my phone and this is what I saw:
Watching Alexandra clutch her cell phone through pain, nausea and severe allergic reactions made me realize something. Millions of dollars could be saved in the medical system if they would stop using monitoring devices on teens and twenty somethings. All they need to do is monitor their cell phone use. A slowing of texts and Facebook updates is the perfect indicator of low blood oxygen levels. There's no need to wear that silly clip on the end of their finger. Stopping all cell phone use would mean a code blue. Never mind the crash carts rolling in and attempting to resuscitate the patient. Simply plugging the phone into the charger would achieve the same results in a much more cost efficient manner.