…tonight were, I presume, relatives of a patient. Not my patient, and it was busy, but I couldn’t help but look into the curtained cublcle from whence the tune was coming.
Two nicely dressed ladies were singing “Happy Birthday” to an elder in bed, with a c-collar in place. It was a perfectly good rendition, but not something I hear very often (OK, ever) in the ED. I suppose a decent number of people wind up in the ER on milestone dates like anniversaries and birthdays: illness and injury are disrespectful of our mortal celebrations.
Again, I was busy and didn’t get the whole story, but it seemed these people were making the best of a bad situation, and they’re to be commended for it. I hope I’m never a patient on my birthday, but if I am, sing me the song!