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Congratulations(!), but you've got me curious: who "selected" the
hospital, and what is a "Trauma II center?"  I assume this is a state
trauma system certification.  Was the ACS verification review process
involved?

Pret Bjorn, RN
Eastern Maine Medical Center Trauma Program
Bangor, ME USA

(ACS Level II, but a Maine EMS Regional Trauma Center -- the ACME of our
trauma system)

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Sent: Wednesday, December 12, 2007 10:01 AM
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Cc: Mark.b.kaufman at kp.org
Subject: Re: trauma-list Digest, Vol 54, Issue 14

Good morning all,
Kaiser South Sacramento has just been selected the Trauma II center.  
The hospital and its employees will be a great asset to the community  
and its members. I feel that the board of supervisors made the best  
possible choice for the community.
Carol Eisenbrandt RN

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>    1. RE: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please
>       besafe!! (Hardcastle, Tim, Dr <tch at sun.ac.za>)
>    2. Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please be
>       safe!! (Charlene M Morris)
>    3. Re: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please be
>       safe!! (Ronald Gross)
>    4. Re: EMT's or paramedics in the ED (David Sullivan)
>    5. Re: Floating shoulder - our managment (Mathias Kalkum)
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> Message: 1
> Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 14:03:11 +0200
> From: "Hardcastle, Tim, Dr <tch at sun.ac.za>" <tch at sun.ac.za>
> Subject: RE: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please
> 	besafe!!
> To: "Trauma &amp; Critical Care mailing list" <trauma-list at trauma.org>
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>
> Ron
>
> So true.
>
> Will forward to all I know in Trauma Prevention.
>
> Tim
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: trauma-list-bounces at trauma.org
> [mailto:trauma-list-bounces at trauma.org]On Behalf Of Ronald Gross
> Sent: Sunday, December 09, 2007 8:57 PM
> To: Emily Alger; Paul Possenti; Scott Consoli; Garry Lapidus; Mary
> Crandall; Vivian Lane; Gary Wiemokly; Tammy Aldrich; Teddy Arm; Anna
> Meyer; Diane Andrew; Daryl Rockwell; Erica Thompson; Florence
Leishman;
> John Grenier; Jacqueline McQuay; Joseph Portereiko; Johanna
Russo-dill;
> Richard Ratzan; Tammy Barbagallo; Stephanie Cone; Julianne Ontengco;
> Greg Andrew; Little " B " Barn, LLC; Mark Altieri; Trauma List; Emily
> Alger; Cal Mooney
> Subject: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please
besafe!!
>
>
> Read This Slowly
>
> Jack took a long look at his speedometer before
> slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many
> months. How could a guy get caught so often?
>
> When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack
> pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry
> about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other
> car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was
> stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
>
> Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his
> trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A
> cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who
> happened to be a little eager to get home after a long
> day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf
> with tomorrow.
>
> Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw
> every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform.
>
> "Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
>
> "Hello, Jack." No smile.
>
> "Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my
> wife and kids."
>
> "Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
>
> "I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm
> afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once."
>
> Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said
> something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know
> what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I also know that
> you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This
> was not going in the right direction. Time to change
> tactics.
>
> "What'd you clock me at?"
>
> "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
>
> "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I
> saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to
> come easier with every ticket.
>
> "Please, Jack, in the car"
>
> Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open
> door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He
> was in no rush to open the window.
>
> The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.
>
> Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
>
> Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays
> before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the
> door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a
> folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window a
> mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him
> the slip.
>
> "Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of
> his voice.
>
> Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack
> watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the
> sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost?
>
> Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?
>
> Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
>
> "Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. She
> was six when killed by a car. You guessed it- a
> speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and
> the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three
> of them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait
> until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.
>
> A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A
> thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I
> need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be
> careful, Jack, my son is all I have left."
>
> "Bob"
>
>   Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull
> away and head down the road. Jack watched until it
> disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled
> away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness
> and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.
>
> Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an
> important message; please pass it along to your
> friends. Drive safely and carefully. Remember, cars
> are not the only things recalled by their maker.
>
> Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through
> e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you
> start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life,
> people think twice about sharing.
>
> Funny how when you go to forward this message, you
> will not send it to many on your address list because
> you're not sure what they believe, or what they will
> think of you for sending it to them.
>
>
> Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but
> we'll never know if we don't try.
>
>
> May today there be peace within you. May you trust
> God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. "I
> believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to
> our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how
> to fly."
> --
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>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 2
> Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 07:26:02 -0500
> From: "Charlene M Morris" <cvmmorris at gmail.com>
> Subject: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please be
> 	safe!!
> To: "Trauma &amp, Critical Care mailing list" <trauma-list at trauma.org>
> Message-ID:
> 	<ca095570712110426k5ff50618n295760136a060f86 at mail.gmail.com>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1
>
> Although this e-mail is a tear jerker, the reality is most drivers are
going
> faster than former days. And although "excessive speed" is unsafe, I
propose
> that the gradient of speed is even more unsafe.From those going 50 in
the
> left lane, to those "trying" to get past on the R, this mismatch can
be
> treacherous. I won't even talk about the older drivers who are not
checked
> annually and pull out into a line of traffic, as happened here just a
few
> weeks ago-- and resulted in many injuries.
>
> Remember, the autobahn drivers are a lot faster-- but more respectful
of the
> distance between vehicles and once passed, move back to the R lane.
Since
> they are also very quick, they know any indiscretion will probably be
fatal.
>
> Charlene Morris
>
>
>
> On 12/9/07, Ronald Gross <Rgross at harthosp.org> wrote:
>>
>> Read This Slowly
>>
>> Jack took a long look at his speedometer before
>> slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many
>> months. How could a guy get caught so often?
>>
>> When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack
>> pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry
>> about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other
>> car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was
>> stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
>>
>> Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his
>> trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A
>> cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who
>> happened to be a little eager to get home after a long
>> day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf
>> with tomorrow.
>>
>> Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw
>> every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform.
>>
>> "Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
>>
>> "Hello, Jack." No smile.
>>
>> "Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my
>> wife and kids."
>>
>> "Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
>>
>> "I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm
>> afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once."
>>
>> Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said
>> something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know
>> what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I also know that
>> you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This
>> was not going in the right direction. Time to change
>> tactics.
>>
>> "What'd you clock me at?"
>>
>> "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
>>
>> "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I
>> saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to
>> come easier with every ticket.
>>
>> "Please, Jack, in the car"
>>
>> Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open
>> door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He
>> was in no rush to open the window.
>>
>> The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.
>>
>> Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
>>
>> Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays
>> before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the
>> door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a
>> folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window a
>> mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him
>> the slip.
>>
>> "Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of
>> his voice.
>>
>> Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack
>> watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the
>> sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost?
>>
>> Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?
>>
>> Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
>>
>> "Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. She
>> was six when killed by a car. You guessed it- a
>> speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and
>> the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three
>> of them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait
>> until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.
>>
>> A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A
>> thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I
>> need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be
>> careful, Jack, my son is all I have left."
>>
>> "Bob"
>>
>> Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull
>> away and head down the road. Jack watched until it
>> disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled
>> away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness
>> and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.
>>
>> Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an
>> important message; please pass it along to your
>> friends. Drive safely and carefully. Remember, cars
>> are not the only things recalled by their maker.
>>
>> Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through
>> e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you
>> start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life,
>> people think twice about sharing.
>>
>> Funny how when you go to forward this message, you
>> will not send it to many on your address list because
>> you're not sure what they believe, or what they will
>> think of you for sending it to them.
>>
>>
>> Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but
>> we'll never know if we don't try.
>>
>>
>> May today there be peace within you. May you trust
>> God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. "I
>> believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to
>> our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how
>> to fly."
>> --
>> trauma-list : TRAUMA.ORG
>> To change your settings or unsubscribe visit:
>> http://www.trauma.org/index.php?/community/
>>
>
>
> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 3
> Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 08:20:45 -0500
> From: "Ronald Gross" <rgross at harthosp.org>
> Subject: Re: Something to think about this Holiday Season - Please be
> 	safe!!
> To: <trauma-list at trauma.org>
> Message-ID: <475E485D020000B900017106 at gwmail6.harthosp.org>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII
>
> Charlene,
>
> You are SO practical!!  And so correct, especially when it comes to   
> the >80 going 50 in the left lane - and nowadays talking on their   
> cell phones!!  And don't get me started on the early to mid-20's   
> women who are statistically the nastiest people on the road.  I am   
> not being sexist, just repeating what I have experienced and read as  
>  well!
>
> Just the same, tearjerker or not, I woudl hope that we all could   
> forward this e-mail to our KIDS and nieces and nephews just as a   
> reminder.....
>
> Happy Holidays to you all,
> Ron
>
>>>> "Charlene M Morris" <cvmmorris at gmail.com> 12/11/07 7:26 AM >>>
> Although this e-mail is a tear jerker, the reality is most drivers are
going
> faster than former days. And although "excessive speed" is unsafe, I
propose
> that the gradient of speed is even more unsafe.From those going 50 in
the
> left lane, to those "trying" to get past on the R, this mismatch can
be
> treacherous. I won't even talk about the older drivers who are not
checked
> annually and pull out into a line of traffic, as happened here just a
few
> weeks ago-- and resulted in many injuries.
>
> Remember, the autobahn drivers are a lot faster-- but more respectful
of the
> distance between vehicles and once passed, move back to the R lane.
Since
> they are also very quick, they know any indiscretion will probably be
fatal.
>
> Charlene Morris
>
>
>
> On 12/9/07, Ronald Gross <Rgross at harthosp.org> wrote:
>>
>> Read This Slowly
>>
>> Jack took a long look at his speedometer before
>> slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many
>> months. How could a guy get caught so often?
>>
>> When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack
>> pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry
>> about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other
>> car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was
>> stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
>>
>> Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his
>> trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A
>> cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who
>> happened to be a little eager to get home after a long
>> day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf
>> with tomorrow.
>>
>> Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw
>> every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform.
>>
>> "Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
>>
>> "Hello, Jack." No smile.
>>
>> "Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my
>> wife and kids."
>>
>> "Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
>>
>> "I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm
>> afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once."
>>
>> Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said
>> something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know
>> what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I also know that
>> you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This
>> was not going in the right direction. Time to change
>> tactics.
>>
>> "What'd you clock me at?"
>>
>> "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
>>
>> "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I
>> saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to
>> come easier with every ticket.
>>
>> "Please, Jack, in the car"
>>
>> Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open
>> door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He
>> was in no rush to open the window.
>>
>> The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.
>>
>> Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
>>
>> Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays
>> before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the
>> door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a
>> folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window a
>> mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him
>> the slip.
>>
>> "Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of
>> his voice.
>>
>> Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack
>> watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the
>> sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost?
>>
>> Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?
>>
>> Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
>>
>> "Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter. She
>> was six when killed by a car. You guessed it- a
>> speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and
>> the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three
>> of them. I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait
>> until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.
>>
>> A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A
>> thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I
>> need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be
>> careful, Jack, my son is all I have left."
>>
>> "Bob"
>>
>> Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull
>> away and head down the road. Jack watched until it
>> disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled
>> away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness
>> and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.
>>
>> Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an
>> important message; please pass it along to your
>> friends. Drive safely and carefully. Remember, cars
>> are not the only things recalled by their maker.
>>
>> Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through
>> e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you
>> start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life,
>> people think twice about sharing.
>>
>> Funny how when you go to forward this message, you
>> will not send it to many on your address list because
>> you're not sure what they believe, or what they will
>> think of you for sending it to them.
>>
>>
>> Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but
>> we'll never know if we don't try.
>>
>>
>> May today there be peace within you. May you trust
>> God that you are exactly where you are meant to be. "I
>> believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to
>> our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how
>> to fly."
>> --
>> trauma-list : TRAUMA.ORG
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>> http://www.trauma.org/index.php?/community/
>>
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> ------------------------------
>
> Message: 4
> Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 10:02:29 -0800 (PST)
> From: David Sullivan <fpcems at yahoo.com>
> Subject: Re: EMT's or paramedics in the ED
> To: "Trauma &amp, Critical Care mailing list" <trauma-list at trauma.org>
> Message-ID: <519816.21428.qm at web90410.mail.mud.yahoo.com>
> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1
>
> Justin
>
>   Im a paramedic in a ED at Frisbie Mem Hospital in NH.
>
>   here is my email fpcems at yahoo.com
>
>
>
>
>
> "Milici, Justin J." <JustinM at BaylorHealth.edu> wrote:
>
> See e-mail below. Any input??
>
>
> Justin Milici, RN, MSN, CCRN, CEN, CFRN, TNS
> Trauma Education, Prevention/Outreach
> Trauma Services - 11 Roberts
> Baylor University Medical Center
> 3500 Gaston Ave.
> Dallas, TX 75246
> (214) 820-6818
> (214) 820-1086 - Fax
> (214) 344-3961 - Pager
> E-mail: JustinM at baylorhealth.edu
>
>
>
> ________________________________
> From: Nelson, Betty [mailto:bnelson at sleh.com]
> Sent: Monday, December 10, 2007 1:18 PM
> To: Milici, Justin J.
> Subject: RE: TNCC INSTRUCTOR NEEDED!
>
> Justin,
> Will you please send out an e-mail to all, asking if anyone has a   
> job description for EMT's or paramedics in the Emergency Department
> Thanks,
> Betty Nelson
> St. Luke's Hospital
>
>
>
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>
> Message: 5
> Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 09:09:57 +0100
> From: Mathias Kalkum <listen at doc-kalkum.de>
> Subject: Re: Floating shoulder - our managment
> To: "Trauma &amp; Critical Care mailing list" <trauma-list at trauma.org>
> Message-ID: <475F9755.5040106 at doc-kalkum.de>
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> Wojciech,
>
>> Xray showing our way of treatment - snip -  Postop neurovascular
status ok
>> started with early phisio
>
> Well done! Good luck to your patient.
>
> Mathias
>
>
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