We had this gentleman who was recovering from a bad case of pancreatitis in ICU. It was a stormy recovery, but the patient was never critically ill at any one point of time. He and his family did interact with us often enough and they were all sharp and keen to know about his progress.
He was certainly getting better and on the morning of his planned discharge, was actually sitting on a chair. I was post call and handing over to my friend.
By afternoon, he intubated, ventilated and on high, high inotropes. Dying, in front of all of us. Something went badly wrong.
He died early next morning.
Damn.
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