Code Grey--RD down

My preceptor and I (along with another dietitian) had a meeting this afternoon in the NICU with a nurse and a couple of doctors to discuss implementing new feeding protocols for the behbehs. Near the end, my preceptor left the room rather quickly, and I assumed she was going to go potty. Well, a few minutes later, I hear a call over the intercom--Code Gray on the NICU hall. I got a sinking feeling (since my preceptor had been sick earlier this week) but let it go. Well, a few minutes after that, one of the physicians we were meeting with got a call on his cell phone and told us that there was a problem with my preceptor. We go down the hall, and there she is on the floor surrounded by a bunch of people. She was sitting propped up against the wall looking absolutely green. Long story short, they wheeled her to the Emergency Department and they ran tests, and she was told that everything was fine. So that's a relief. I'm hoping she takes a little vacation next week to get some R/R.

In less exciting news (although it was exciting at the time, way back during the morning), I got to see a metabolic cart study (indirect calorimetry) done on a patient. It was a good thing my preceptor had ordered it done, because it showed that he only needed 2100 kcal/day, whereas we had been feeding him about 3100. So that was neat to see.

Oh, in small-world kind of happening-- in the ED, I saw a chemo patient who'd I'd talked with in the cancer outpatient center the other week. She was there for a blood clot in her leg. I'm not sure how that one turned out, but she certainly seemed perky enough, so fingers crossed...