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	<title>Comments on: Going Back</title>
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		<title>By: Judy</title>
		<link>http://www.codeblog.com/archives/tales_from_the_ccu/going_back.html#comment-1089</link>
		<dc:creator>Judy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 09:45:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm a NICU nurse. If you think your patients are hard to recognize later.....


Actually, some of them aren't. We don't dress them in hospital gowns, we have real baby clothes and sometimes the parents bring in their own. That makes a little difference.

I do love it when they come back to visit and when the parents send us pictures and letters -- sometimes many years later. We have a bulletin board where we post some of the pictures and letters (with permission). It helps the current families to see that we actually do send these kids home eventually.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m a NICU nurse. If you think your patients are hard to recognize later&#8230;..</p>
<p>Actually, some of them aren&#8217;t. We don&#8217;t dress them in hospital gowns, we have real baby clothes and sometimes the parents bring in their own. That makes a little difference.</p>
<p>I do love it when they come back to visit and when the parents send us pictures and letters &#8212; sometimes many years later. We have a bulletin board where we post some of the pictures and letters (with permission). It helps the current families to see that we actually do send these kids home eventually.</p>
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		<title>By: Mad House Madman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mad House Madman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 22:34:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I always get stopped by my patients on the street next to the hospital on their way to appointments in the outpatient clinic. It's always like "Dr. C, how you doing?" and I never ever recognize them.
It is unbelievable how mucha  hospital gown takes away form your humanity.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I always get stopped by my patients on the street next to the hospital on their way to appointments in the outpatient clinic. It&#8217;s always like &#8220;Dr. C, how you doing?&#8221; and I never ever recognize them.<br />
It is unbelievable how mucha  hospital gown takes away form your humanity.</p>
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		<title>By: LibraryGryffon</title>
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		<dc:creator>LibraryGryffon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 13:01:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We had a patient on our trauma unit for several months.  She had her husband bring her by on her discharge to rehab (she'd been in the hospital for several more months after she left us).  As with your case, we all recognized her husband, but it was hard to reconcile the totally out-of-it, tubes all over the place person, with this bright, wonderfully alive woman.  A happy problem of course!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We had a patient on our trauma unit for several months.  She had her husband bring her by on her discharge to rehab (she&#8217;d been in the hospital for several more months after she left us).  As with your case, we all recognized her husband, but it was hard to reconcile the totally out-of-it, tubes all over the place person, with this bright, wonderfully alive woman.  A happy problem of course!</p>
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