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False alarms

False alarms

How’s a person supposed to get any sleep around here? The ICU is just plain noisy. Every apparatus connected to me, and there are a half-dozen, has an alarm. And those alarms go off day and night, whether there’s something to be alarmed about or not. Generally the ICU staff themselves are quiet (though I … read more False alarms

Posted on November 25, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags alarms, aneurysm, brain, confusion, false, noise, response, sleep
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