About 20 minutes into work today one of our experienced techs looked at me and, out of the blue, came out with this:
t: “Do you have a DNR”?
me: “Uuhhh, no. Why”?
t: “I had a dream last night that we were coding you, and the other ER docs were saying ‘we have to respect his wishes, he has a DNR’ and wouldn’t help, but I kept pounding on your chest”.
me: “Uhhh. Thanks, I guess. Yes, thanks. Why do you think you dreamed about me dying”?
t: “I’m not sure. I think it’s because you sang a song for the Nurses’ Day video tape, and I remember that”.
me: “Nope, no DNR. Code away”.
So, if it comes up, I’m against futility, but want the code. Maybe I shouldn’t sing on tape anymore…
