This is something I wrote last year, but I think its relevant to what was presented in conference today. I wasn’t able to attend, but here’s my thoughts on the subject.
I remember the first time I ever told a family that their loved one had died. It was my first year of residency. The patient arrived in cardiac arrest. Despite multiple rounds of ACLS we couldn’t get a pulse back. At the end, my attending asked me if I wanted to talk to the family. I confidently said “sure” and nervously walked back to the family room where pastoral care had taken them family. Continue reading