Ross Cohen, DO
You’re in the middle of suturing a pediatric facial laceration, and your tiny patient has just entered full wiggle mode. Arms are flailing, legs are kicking, and you’re starting to wonder if you’ve accidentally been cast in a live-action wrestling match.
Working in the ER often feels like trying to perform surgery while riding on a rollercoaster. Between the chaos of nonstop patients and the art of keeping everyone (mostly) comfortable, every little hack counts.
As I walk into the classroom to pick up my young child from school, I am greeted with a battlefield of zombie-like bodies strewn across the colorful carpet. I quickly scoop my son up off the floor, but my heart begins to race, thinking about that communal carpet, and I can’t help worrying about the possibility of head lice…