Anesthetist on a Plane!

If you’ve been following me via my blog, you know that I travel quite a bit. As in, I’m on a plane every week. Traveling as a healthcare professional has its difficulties, but the amazing people I meet on my travels always surprise me.

And this week was a surprise indeed.

On my flight from Chicago to Boston, there was a sudden announcement over the speakers asking for anyone in the medical field to please press the attendant’s button. Someone on the plane needed medical assistance.

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

I waited a second to hear if anyone else was pressing the button as I was going through my CPR training in my head. After a few seconds went by, I quickly reached up and pressed the button. It’s been awhile since I’ve been in a code, but dog gone it, here we go.

I was escorted back to a wonderful older married couple and was explained the situation. She had a seizure that lasted a few seconds, followed by another shorter seizure. I was relieved and concerned at the same time. No CPR today, but a seizure can be a very serious sign of something wrong.

What is a seizure? Find out here: https://www.epilepsy.com/learn/about-epilepsy-basics/what-seizure

 

First and foremost, I needed a little background. Any history of seizures? Any history of recent falls? Any funny feelings or nausea? When did you last eat? She was answering all my questions and seemed very mentally aware. Nothing was out of place.

Diagnosing what caused the seizure was way above my pay grade. The next best thing I could do was keep her comfortable and safe.

I explained to them that a seizure can be a sign of something serious and that they should get it checked out pronto. (As in head to the ER as soon as we land.) I told them about the possible tests – an MRI and an EEG.

After the medical talk, I eased up. Cracked a few jokes. I told them I’d like to sit with them for the rest of the flight to keep an eye on her and they agreed. I really wanted to be there in case she had another seizure – keeping things cool and calm became the name of the game.

So we chatted for a bit about her grandkids and where they lived. It’s amazing how human we all become when you just talk with a person. I could tell she was a wonderful lady and by the end of our conversation, I felt like adopting her as a second mother. (She gives great hugs and I’m sure she’s an awesome cook! I got a vibe of love-filled casseroles from her 🙂 )

I gave them a list of don’ts and directions shortly before landing – she should take a wheelchair out of the airport, she shouldn’t drive, and she shouldn’t be hauling any luggage. No need to put herself in harm’s way.

Traveling leads to journeys big and small

Once we landed, I helped them off the plane and to baggage claim. I had given them my name and number in case they needed anything, and I truly hope they reach out.

Medical emergencies can be scary, especially when you’re trapped on a plane. I could only hope that someone is willing to help if the same situation happens to myself or my family.

So for all travelers out there, love your neighbors. Everyone has their own bubbles and travel tends to challenge those bubbles. But please remember that outside of that bubble is a person sitting beside you. A person with a family and grandkids and problems just like you and me.

Be kind to your neighbor and pay it forward. You may need their help one day.