Thanks, but no thanks

It was placenta. The patient is fine albeit somewhat peeved.

In her follow up visit, she told newFNP that when she first felt something falling out of her lady business, she called her husband into the bathroom to survey the scene as she was unable to see beneath her newly post-partum abdomen. He confirmed that there was, indeed, something gone quite awry and that there was most certainly something alien in her nether regions.

"Pull it out!" she instructed him.

He declined and, instead, brought her into the clinic.

For those who are interested, the AAFP has a decent article about how to evaluate whether one has actually accounted for the whole thing. The article is a bit old, but newFNP doesn't think that the placenta has changed much in the past twelve years.

Contingency management

NewFNP deals with a lot of vaginal complaints. They generally run along the lines of itch, olfactory woes or a forgotten objet causing distress and/or one of the aforementioned concerns.

What is exceedingly uncommon (n=1 in five years) is for a woman, three days post-partum, to present to clinic with a chief complaint of "something is coming out of my vagina." NewFNP had two differentials: retained products or prolapsed uterus.

As newFNP and her patient assumed their respective positions, newFNP briefly thought, "Holy mother, is that an umbilical cord??" before coming to her senses. What she saw was a shiny, slimy, veiny mess with a decent sized clot in the middle of it, discovered only by digital exploration of said mess. NewFNP admits that she was surprised at the absolute lack of vaginal bleeding given the situation.

"Placenta," she thought. "Now what?"

NewFNP gave the protruding mass a gentle tug. Nothing moving and no pain on the patient's end. A slightly more forceful tug elicited movement but nothing spectacular. At this point, newFNP brought in Dr. Dual-Ivy-League-Degrees for assistance. While newFNP maneuvered the speculum around the protruding mass, Dr. Dual-Ivy-League-Degrees tugged with the ring forceps. Again, nothing. Not wanting to cause a hemorrhage and noting increased vaginal bleeding and that the patient's pulse was 120, newFNP and Dr. Dual-Ivy-League-Degrees stopped their efforts and called for an ambulance.

NewFNP probably could have handled the entire situation alone, but was just too uncertain. If the patient had been hemorrhaging and had something protruding from her vagina, that is an entirely different call: get whatever is causing the problem OUT. But this was different and newFNP just hasn't managed post-partum complications such as this in the past.

What a great learning experience for newFNP, both in learning about the actual care of this patient and of trusting her knowledge and feeling confident in her care.

Hasta la vista, toenail!

For five long years, there has been nothing that brings the quease to newFNP's stomach more than the very thought of removing a patient's ingrown toenail. NewFNP has used evasive maneuvers to avoid having to learn the procedure thus far, but now that she's signed on for another two years in the trenches (two months down --holla!!), she figured that she might as well jump in completely.

So she took off a toenail today and it was just as gross a procedure as she had expected. It is very tactile in that the remover can feel the nail tearing from the bed via the kelly clamp. And that tactile sensation did nothing to quell the quease. To top it off, newFNP can only imagine how awful it must be to have the procedure done and that made her feel even worse.

But she didn't pass out or barf on the patient's foot, so newFNP is content to call the procedure a success.