Sorry for correcting you in front of a patient.
I wasn't thinking; it wasn't a very nice thing to do. And it was kind of kicking you when you were down: you had been trying to start that IV for at least twenty minutes, and I waltzed in and got it in one shot. When the patient said, "See? I KNEW she would get it!" I tried to downplay it by telling the story about how when I used to work on the floor I sucked at IVs and I didn't get good at it until I came down to the ED, and that sometimes when I'm having a "bad stick day" I can't get a tiny needle in a vein the size of the Panama Canal.
But then you said, "Great, give this patient sixty milligrams of Toradol IV, please!" and it just popped out of my mouth.
"You mean thirty, right? Sixty is the IM dose." Dude, you should have taken the hint.
"No, sixty IV please."
I should have left it at that. I should have waited until we were out of earshot of the patient and then tactfully suggested you recheck the proper dosage. Instead, I whipped out my Treo with my Davis's Drug Guide on it and looked up the dosage myself. "Nope, says right here the maximum IV dose is 30 mg at a time."
And then the patient yelled, "What, are you trying to KILL ME?!?"
Again, sorry. And when I see you this week, I'll apologize in person.