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101 degrees

My optimism and supplements weren’t quite enough to kick this persistent flu.  I checked my temperature, 101°.  Scary right?

What to do?  I hate the hospital.  Why?

Check these frightening stats.

  • Between 44,000 and 98,000 Americans die each year in U.S. hospitals due to preventable medical errors (Institute 0f Medicine, 1999).
  • 195,000 Americans die a year due to preventable errors (HealthGrades, 2004).
  • 99,000 patients die as a result of hospital-acquired infections each year (AHRQ, 2009).  The most common HAI agent is methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA) (AHRQ, 2008).  90,000 die as a result of nosocomial (HAI) infections (CDC).
  • Hospital errors kill more Americans than breast cancer, traffic accidents or AIDS (IOM).  Just one type of error — preventable adverse drug events — caused one out of five injuries or deaths per year to patients in the hospitals that were studied (AHRQ, 2000).
  • Errors like these are responsible for preventable injury in as many as 1 out of every 25 hospital patients (4% of hospitalizations) (AHRQ, 2000).
  • Adverse events (of any kind) occur in 4% to 14% of all admissions. 50% to 70% are due to preventable error (JAMA, 2009).

I just had lunch with my good friend Dez, a nurse, and she was saying she was looking forward to picking up the night shit.  If I remember correctly, some insane night shift from 7:30 pm to 5:30 am.  What the fuck?  I asked her, “Do you find your quality of attention suffers when you are tired?”  She replied, “Yes, but the night shift pays more.”  No judgment on her, it is the system that needs a major re-haul.  With residents on 24 hour shifts, how many of those medical errors listed above were a result of simple fatigue?  So needless to say, I will not be going to the hospital.  I’m working a fresh-squeezed juice regimen – carrots, celery, orange, and apple for nutrition.  Currently, food is a repellent thought.  They say to starve the flu, right?  Silver lining?  At least I’ll take a few pounds off before Coachella.  We’ll just call it a cleanse, yeah?  Don’t judge me for that last part.  This flu is making me delirious.