Vomiters Hate Waiting

A hotel guest phoned to ask when I’d arrive.

“In about fifteen minutes.”

On her initial call, I had told her I would arrive in an hour, and I was on schedule, so the call meant that she was still vomiting. Vomiters are impatient.

My database shows 2,328 entries for “gastroenteritis” (the common stomach flu). It’s my second leading diagnosis and far more satisfying than “upper respiratory infection” (4,584). Both are almost always incurable, but gastroenteritis rarely lasts more than a day; patients give me credit when it goes away.

The guest greeted me at the door, a good sign. A guest in bed is OK, sprawled on the bathroom floor is not good.

I asked the usual questions and did not interrupt as she delivered a precise, item by item, account of dinner. Everyone blames an upset stomach on their last meal, a belief as correct as most popular health beliefs. I gave the usual advice which included telling her to stop what she was doing (putting fluid into her stomach as fast as it came out) and to suck on ice and wait.

I gave the usual antivomiting injection and two packets of pills which I had pocketed before leaving so I wouldn’t have to remember to restock my bag.

When I phoned later, she told me that she had recovered and thanked me for curing her.

 

 

Another Easy Visit

 I drove to Glendale to care for an elderly Argentine lady who had been vomiting. That can be a tricky problem in an old person, but she was recovering, so I felt comfortable leaving her with advice and medication.

During the visit, I had the experience of listening to someone with a thick Spanish accent denounce Mexicans. She had eaten in a Mexican restaurant and was certain the spicy food made her ill. Argentina is a country with extensive cattle ranches and a largely meat and potatoes diet. 

An Untypical Case of Stomach Flu

I once cared for a Fiji Airline flight attendant suffering stomach flu. These are miserable episodes of cramps, vomiting, and diarrhea that rarely last long. She was better the following day, but on that day I returned to the hotel to see another flight attendant with similar symptoms.

In the hotel room, I repeated my stomach flu exam, delivered the usual advice, and handing over medication. She asked if the medication was safe if she were pregnant.

Doctors are human. Having made a diagnosis, my inclination was to stick to it, but I asked a few questions. Her period was overdue. She admitted that her nausea, although worse today, had begun a week ago. Her cramps, also worse today, had also been present.

One of many rules medical students learn is that when a young woman has abdominal pain, one always considers an ectopic pregnancy. That’s usually a pregnancy in the fallopian tube which, unlike the womb, had no room for the growing fetus.

I told the flight attendant that she needed a test to see if she had an ectopic pregnancy which is an emergency. She did not disagree. I phoned the agency that handles airline crew. Their medical department agreed that this was appropriate, and it turned out positive.

A Difficult Night

People blame an upset stomach on their last meal, but mostly these are viral infections. Although miserable, they rarely last long. Doctors enjoy short-lived illnesses because we get the credit when they go away.

The guest hadn’t vomited for several hours and was already feeling better. As I was congratulating myself on an easy visit, I heard the unmistakable sound of retching from the bathroom. This was her husband, the woman explained, adding that her mother and two year-old were also ill.

When the husband appeared, I took care of him. Unlike his wife, he welcomed an injection in addition to antivomiting pills which I also gave the mother as well as medication for her cramps and diarrhea. The child had diarrhea and little interest in eating but did not look ill. I limited myself to dietary advice and left my phone number.

When I phoned the following day, the husband informed me that the family was fine although everyone had been vomiting all night.

You Can't Make a Diagnosis Over the Phone

I talk to guests before making a housecall, so I have a good idea of what’s happening before I drive off or decide that a visit isn’t necessary. 

“Of course, you can’t make a diagnosis over the phone,” guests tell me.

But I can. Doctors do it all the time. I’d estimate my accuracy at ninety percent. It may be one hundred for some problems: respiratory infections, urine infections, backaches, most rashes, injuries, anxiety attacks. Driving to the hotel, it’s relaxing to know in advance that the guest has chicken pox, gout, herpes, a bladder infection, or the flu. I can deliver my diagnosis, advice, and medication, collect my money and thanks, and drive home. What an easy job!

Jumping to conclusions is a major reason doctors get into trouble, so I pay attention. If a fifty year-old describes chest pain that doesn’t sound like a heart attack, it’s unlikely I’ll tell him that it’s OK to wait. It’s also unlikely that I’ll make a housecall because an examination rarely helps. On the other hand, chest pain in a twenty year-old is hardly ever a serious matter.

Abdominal pain is tricky at any age. Guests suggest gas, indigestion, and constipation, none of which cause severe pain. I worry about a dozen conditions that require a surgeon. Oddly, it’s reassuring when vomiting or diarrhea accompanies the pain. Provided the guest is in good health, it’s usually a short-lived stomach virus, my second most common reason for a housecall. Without vomiting or diarrhea, I’m likely to suggest a clinic visit where a doctor can get more information than a housecall provides.

“I can walk on it, so it’s not broken…” “I can move it, so it’s not broken….”  These are as accurate as most popular health beliefs. I walked on a painful foot for a week before an X-ray that revealed a fracture. Hotel guests yearn to hear that their injury is not serious, and I sometimes comply. Doctors do little for cracked ribs and broken toes except to relieve pain, so X-rays aren’t essential. All bets are off with the elderly, but it requires a good deal of violence to break a young bone. Lifting a heavy suitcase won’t do it; experts urge doctors (in vain) not to order spinal x-rays unless pain persists for weeks.

My greatest service is not in diagnosing fractures which is usually impossible but saving guests the misery of spending hours in an emergency room. Most injuries are not emergencies, even if a bone is fractured. If the guest is willing to wait, I can send him to the more civilized atmosphere of an orthopedist’s office.