#spinal needle

[kdlmedtech]

The Quincke Tip Spinal Needle: Key Features Explained

Spinal procedures are critical interventions that demand precision, expertise, and the right tools. Among these tools, the Quincke tip spinal needle holds a pivotal role. Understanding the anatomy of the Quincke tip spinal needle and its significance can enhance procedural outcomes and patient safety. In this comprehensive guide, we delve into the structure, benefits, and applications of the Quincke tip spinal needle, emphasizing its importance in spinal procedures.

What is the Quincke Tip Spinal Needle?

The Quincke tip spinal needle, named after German internist Heinrich Quincke, is a medical instrument design for lumbar punctures and spinal anesthesia. Its distinctive feature is the cutting bevel tip, which facilitates penetration through the dura mater. This needle is widely use due to its efficiency in providing access to the subarachnoid space.

Anatomy of the Quincke Tip Spinal Needle

The spinal needle is meticulously design to optimize its functionality. Here are the key components:

Quincke Bevel Spinal Needle

1. Bevel Tip

The most notable feature of the Quincke tip spinal needles is its bevel tip. The cutting edge of the bevel tip allows for smooth penetration through tissues. This design reduces the risk of deflection and ensures accurate needle placement.

2. Shaft

The shaft of the spinal needle is typically made of stainless steel, providing durability and resistance to bending. The shaft’s diameter and length vary based on the specific application and patient anatomy.

3. Hub

The hub of the needle is where the shaft is connected to the syringe or other medical apparatus. It is design for a secure fit, ensuring stability during the procedure.

4. Stylet

The surgeon inserts the removable component, the stylet, into the shaft of the needle. It prevents tissue from clogging the needle during insertion. Once the healthcare provider properly positions the needle, they remove the stylet to allow fluid withdrawal or drug administration.

Why the Quincke Tip Matters in Spinal Procedures

The needle is integral to the success of various spinal procedures. Here’s why it matters:

1. Precision in Needle Placement

The cutting bevel tip of the Quincke needle ensures precise placement, which is crucial for effective lumbar punctures and spinal anesthesia. Accurate needle placement reduces the risk of complications and enhances the effectiveness of the procedure.

2. Minimized Tissue Damage

The design of the Quincke tip minimizes tissue trauma. Its sharp bevel tip allows for a clean cut through the dura mater, reducing the likelihood of post-procedural headaches and other complications associated with tissue damage.

3. Versatility

The Quincke tip spinal needle is versatile and used in various spinal procedures, including diagnostic lumbar punctures, spinal anesthesia, and intrathecal drug delivery. Its adaptability makes it a preferred choice among healthcare professionals.

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4. Enhanced Patient Safety

The precise design and functionality of the Quincke needle contribute to patient safety. By minimizing tissue damage and ensuring accurate needle placement, healthcare professionals significantly reduce the risk of adverse effects.

Applications of the Quincke Tip Spinal Needle

1. Lumbar Punctures

Lumbar punctures, also known as spinal taps, involve extracting cerebrospinal fluid (CSF) for diagnostic purposes. The sharp bevel tip ensures efficient and safe access to the subarachnoid space.

2. Spinal Anesthesia

Spinal anesthesia requires precise administration of anesthetic agents into the subarachnoid space. The needles design facilitates accurate delivery, ensuring effective anesthesia with minimal complications.

3. Intrathecal Drug Delivery

For patients who need long-term management of chronic pain or spasticity, healthcare providers often utilize intrathecal drug delivery. The Quincke needle ensures the precise placement of catheters for continuous drug infusion.

Choosing the Right Quincke Tip Spinal Needle

When selecting a Quincke tip spinal needle, several factors should be consider:

1. Needle Gauge

The gauge of the needle determines its diameter. Thinner needles (higher gauge) reduce patient discomfort and the risk of post-procedural headaches but may be more challenging to maneuver. Common gauges for spinal needles range from 22 to 27.

2. Needle Length

Choose the needle length based on the patient’s body habitus and the specific procedural requirements. Standard lengths range from 3.5 inches to 5 inches.

3. Material

Manufacturers make most spinal needles from stainless steel due to its durability and resistance to corrosion. However, some needles may have coatings to enhance smoothness and reduce friction.

Tips for Effective Use of Quincke Tip Spinal Needles

To maximize the effectiveness and safety of spinal needles, consider the following tips:

1. Proper Positioning

Ensure the patient is in the correct position to facilitate needle insertion. Common positions include the lateral decubitus position and the sitting position with flexed spine.

2. Aseptic Technique

Maintain strict aseptic technique to prevent infections. This includes proper hand hygiene, using sterile gloves, and disinfecting the puncture site.

3. Slow Insertion

Insert the needle slowly and steadily to reduce the risk of deflection and ensure accurate placement. Avoid sudden movements that could cause tissue damage.

4. Patient Communication

Communicate with the patient throughout the procedure to monitor their comfort and promptly address any concerns.

Conclusion

The Quincke tip spinal needle remains a cornerstone in spinal procedures due to its precise design and effectiveness. Understanding its anatomy and applications can enhance procedural success and patient outcomes. By selecting the appropriate needle gauge, length, and adhering to best practices, healthcare professionals can optimize the use of the Quincke tip spinal needle in various clinical scenarios.

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[medicalquipmets]

Spinal needles, the unsung heroes of the medical world, are slender instruments designed to perform a precise and crucial task. These needles are specifically crafted for spinal anesthesia procedures and lumbar punctures, serving as the gateway to the body's intricate central nervous system.

[nixiecat]

thoughts on mech pilots and bondage 👀: heavy clusters of wires inside the cockpit, restraints strapping the pilot’s limbs into place, buckles across the torso, cushioning to stop the pilot getting /too/ bruised and battered, a VR headset, gloves, and wires of course.

oh yeah 1000% yes. I fucking love the idea of pilots' helmets being bolted on, of the pilots themselves being bolted into flight armor or like some kind of interface system. data jack implants with screw-lock connectors, cockpits that get welded shut before deployment for maximum armor integrity, the ever-classic massive cable at the base of the skull.... so many possibilities...

[hold-him-down]

Occam’s Razor

TW: medical torture, med whump, needles, drugs, noncon drugging, restraining, clinical setting, bone whump, spine whump, institutionalized slavery, whumper pov somewhere in there, etc.  

Notes: it’s the future if you have questions you’re welcome to ask but I might not have answers (but I probably do for most of them?). This is 2 months into contract, sandwiched between this and this. It has no business being over 3k words but it is and I’m not one to argue with my word count so you get ‘em all. This has been in the works since the very beginning as a little med whump piece, and now ya have it.

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If Luke’s white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel is any indication, the calm exterior is not entirely indicative of his headspace. Leo regards him, only slightly comforted by the fact that, for the first time in so many years, someone will be waiting for him on the other side.

On the other side of what, it’s unclear. The director of one of the sites called Luke earlier in the week and said he needed to bring Leo in. 

Luke pressed for information, and only after his lawyer got involved were they given any details. Something about his bone marrow being a likely match to a finance mogul’s teenage son, and they were invoking line seventy-six in the contract. No permanent harm would come to Leo, and the contract could be extended to the extent of his recovery time. 

He was in the room when Luke found out. He couldn’t hear the conversation, but he froze, watching Luke’s face go from red with anger to ghost white, and then Luke excused himself to his office, and Leo forced himself to take a bite of his dinner.

His hands shook, but that wasn’t new to him.

Luke did what he does best, which was make every threat he could, shout about some outdated laws that didn’t apply to workers, call in another high profile attorney to read through the contract, lose sleep, and eventually, have a serious conversation with him about the absence of any legal legs to stand on. 

That day had been the first time Leo had seen Luke cry. Leo didn’t cry, though. He nodded, he said it was okay, and, in a particularly courageous moment, he asked if Luke thought it would hurt. Stupid question, and he knew that the moment the words hit his tongue. Of course it would hurt.

Luke promised then that he’d make sure it didn’t. And Leo smiled, nodded, and changed the subject. Because, at least he suspected, that Luke really didn’t know. But maybe, he convinced himself, maybe Luke could work a miracle.

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They let Luke come back with him, after a lengthy discussion that consisted mostly of thinly veiled threats. Leo keeps his eyes on the floor. He doesn’t think he’s had this specific procedure done before, but he knows it can’t be worse than some of the other things that have been done to him in the name of making wealthy men’s lives easier. 

He made a mistake last night, though, and looked up the procedure on his phone. While he wasn’t certain exactly what he was looking for, he stumbled across more than a few resources for workers’ rights regarding medical ‘donation’, and a range of possibilities for what those procedures looked like.

None of them looked good.

He carried his phone into the living room and showed Luke; another mistake. Luke, solemnly, read it over.

“It won’t be like that,” Luke said, but his expression was tight. 

“Are you sure?” Leo asked then, his third mistake.

Luke’s eyes rose from the phone to meet his. “I swear to you, Leo. I will do everything in my power to make sure you’re taken care of.”

And then, just as Leo was about to go back to bed, to try to get at least a few hours of sleep, he turned back. “Do you think–” he started, swallowing, his eyes digging into an invisible spot on the floor. He had learned, over the course of the last several years, that he was entitled to no support, no resources, no favors. But, if the last eight weeks had taught him anything, it was that Luke was, at least on some level, willing to help him. He took a breath. It was despiration that made him ask the question: “Do you think they’d let another doctor do the procedure? Maybe your brother, or you–”

Luke took a sharp breath and shook his head and Leo’s shoulders dropped, his arms wrapping around his belly, dread winding itself deeply inside of him. “I tried,” Luke said, and Leo nodded.

“Leo, you have to know I tried. They wouldn’t budge.” Luke stood, crossing the room, and Leo nodded again.

“It’s okay,” Leo said. It was a silly thing to request, and it didn’t matter if Luke tried or not. He had survived worse, and he would survive this.  

He didn’t sleep, though. 

Now, he pulls off his clothes and is changed into a hospital gown. Luke is outside of the room talking with the doctor. They are in a medical wing of one of the private sites, and Leo does all the things he’s supposed to do. He stands on the scale, he answers the questions, he submits to whatever they want him to submit to.

By the time Luke returns, with a woman in her forties with kind eyes that almost– almost– convince him he can get through this, Leo has an IV in his arm, a pillow to his chest, and a warm kind of zinging running through him. It feels weird, and he doesn’t like it, but if it helps him get through the next couple hours, he can accept it. 

“How are you feeling?” the woman, who’s name tag reads Dr. Jennifer Benson, M.D., but who Leo will not address by name unless he’s told to, asks. She is flanked by two handlers, and Luke, looking pale but offering the warmest smile he can. Leo tries to approximate one in return, but knows it doesn’t land.

“I’m okay,” Leo says.

Distantly, he hears Luke talking to one of the handlers and he smiles. He knows he’s at least a little bit loopy, so he’s definitely been given something that will do something, and he hopes it’s good. He feels less anxious, at least.

“Edison Black assured me I could stay for the procedure,” Luke says, all official. He sounds like the Luke on the news, in a suit, yelling about rights and freedoms and America. He squints and scans the room slowly to find his Luke, in his sweater and jeans and yelling about local anesthetics. Leo’s finding it difficult to split his focus on the words they’re saying, on the feeling of the handler moving next to him, on the ringing in his ears.

Sometimes, if he asks, they let him close his eyes until the worst is over. If they allow Luke to stay, he won’t ask. And he won’t cry out when it hurts. And tomorrow can be a normal day.

Through the buzzing in his ears he hears the doctor, full of sympathy that he knows will dissolve once Luke leaves, saying, “Unfortunately, that isn’t possible. We will keep him safe. It’s a simple procedure, very low risk, he’ll be done within an hour.” 

None of these words comfort him, but he finds Luke’s eyes across the room and tries to smile again. It’s going to be fine. He’s been through worse, and he’ll go through this, and then it’ll be over and he will go back to Luke’s house and sleep. 

Luke makes his way over to him and kneels down, and Leo works to maintain focus. “They won’t let me stay,” he whispers. Leo nods.

“It’s okay,” he says. His eyes hold Luke’s, his expression conveying something that he thinks is reasonably close to I’ll be alright. He must have missed the mark, though, because Luke stands abruptly, and starts fighting with them again.

Leo wants to tell him to stop, that it’s pointless, that it’s futile, that it’s a waste of his effort and that he will, one way or another, make it out okay.

He opens his mouth to say it but the security guard comes in, and they shuffle Luke toward the door.

“I’ll be right in the waiting room,” Luke calls to him. 

He swallows back the anxiety, and he tries to say, “It’s okay,” again, but nothing comes out.

“They said they’ll give you an anesthetic, Leo. It won’t hurt, okay?” Luke breaks past the guard and pushes toward him. As the handlers approach him, Luke snaps, “Just give me a second,” his tone sharp. At some signal that Leo can’t see, they back off.

“I’ll be in the waiting room, okay?” His eyes shut as Luke grips into the back of his neck, the pressure a familiar presence that does, if nothing else, offer some semblance of comfort.

“I promise, I will be right outside, and they’ve assured me they’ll make sure you’re taken care of.” A half-hearted smile.

“It won’t hurt.” A nod.

Leo isn’t sure if Luke believes his own words, but as the guard ushers him toward the door, the look that Luke casts on the room, on the doctor, and finally, on Leo, makes him think maybe he doesn’t.

And then he’s gone, and almost immediately, Leo feels his hands start to shake.

✥ ✥ ✥ [here’s the cut scene from what would land right here]

He is on his side, his body curled around a pillow, when the first of the needles goes into his spine. He flinches, but stills under the glare of the handlers. They watch him with a familiar hunger, not for pleasure, but for violence. Tears sting at his eyes, but the thoughts of disappointing them, of what they might do if they think he’s unlearned all the years of training, keep them from falling. Instead, he digs his fingers into the pillow while they take what they want from him. He isn’t even sure what it was.

He’s not naive enough to believe that’s it; they’d have let Luke stay for that. He knows without a doubt that it would be in vain, but still, he itches to ask them what’s going to happen next, if just so he can mentally prepare himself. 

He doesn’t, though. He’s given a paper cup of water and his shaking hands give him away, but no one pays attention to that.

“Alright, Leo,” the doctor says, from somewhere behind him. Suddenly, her hand is on his shoulder, the handler takes the cup and the pillow, and a chill runs through Leo’s body. She guides him onto his stomach and he complies, the loss of the pillow in his grip an immediate empty presence that makes the room even colder.

“Easy,” the doctor says, and he mutters an apology and adjusts his body to the closest thing to comfort he can find.

She gives him a quick run-down of what’s going to happen. It’ll hurt, she tells him, but it’s very important that he stays very still. If he tries to get up, if he tries to fight, the pain will be significantly worse. This needle is quite a bit bigger than the last, and if nothing else, he needs to hold still. A hospital stay is the last thing he wants, she tells him, and if he needed any convincing, that would have done it.

“You’ve been given muscle relaxers and a mild sedative to help take the edge off the pain,” she says, gloved hands manipulating him to adjust his positioning. He does.

She waits for his response, and he isn’t sure what’s expected of him, so he says softly, “Thank you.”

He hears her intake of breath and feels the cool air hit his skin as the blanket is removed. He grips the sides of the table as they get him ready for what he knows now, without a question, is going to be bad. One of the handlers pats the top of his hand and he peeks up at them. They nod, a kind of I’m-right-here-if-this-goes-bad gesture that is too vague for Leo to know if it’s meant to be comforting or threatening.

It turns out he doesn’t need to decide, because a moment later, he feels the familiar sting of a needle and gasps, and almost instantly, he realizes that it’s going to be so much worse–

The needle cuts into his bone and he howls on instinct, his fingers clutching almost painfully into metal, but he doesn’t feel that. He doesn’t feel anything beyond the needle making its way slowly into his bone. He only knows he’s screaming because of the rawness of his throat, from the vague ‘shhing’ coming from somewhere beyond his reach. He wails, grasping harder still onto the sides of the table, pressing his face into the pillow, muffling the sounds as much as he can. Luke can’t hear this, he thinks distantly, he can’t know, and so he tries–

His body jerks, and he tries to still himself but he’s on fire, an unbearable kind of pain that he can’t count through and he can’t think through. From next to him, one of the handlers pries his fingers off of the table, and the feeling of unyielding metal is replaced by warm skin and he knows someone is petting his hair and someone is holding his hand and maybe, somewhere lower, someone is holding him still against the table, but he can’t process anything beyond the pain.

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For a split second, they make eye contact. Handler Michael Lowell instantly realizes that he might not have the stomach for this job anymore; the boy has him in a bone-crushing death-grip, and all he can do is stare at him as the doctor pushes the needle the rest of the way in, and the screaming chokes off. Leo muffles his own cries against the thin pillow beneath his head. Beads of sweat drip down his neck, skin patched in red, veins and muscles straining against the intensity of his suffering.

“I know,” the doctor says, drawing the plunger up. It’s a slow process, and Michael isn’t positive if they’re intentionally torturing this kid or if it’s incidental. Sixteen years on the job and he’s seen a lot of shit, but as the doctor says, “Almost done,” he struggles to parse out what’s what.

Leo convulses on the table. Guttural sounds claw their way out from somewhere deep inside of him and honestly, you’d think they were fucking killing him, and it was entirely possible that they were.

“I know,” the doctor coos almost; it doesn’t help. His grip doesn’t let up, his shaking doesn’t let up, and his body’s taking on a kind of clammy-cold situation that doesn’t seem like it’s a good sign. Michael assumes the doc is aware of all three of these things, but none of them seem to be alarming to her.

It’s only a matter of minutes, but it feels like fucking hours. His free hand is on Leo’s neck, half-restraining, half-comforting. He’s gone soft in his age. 

He can feel Leo trying to lift himself up, trying to pull his arm back to get it under him, but he keeps him pinned, and tells him, more gently than he’s used to, “Uh-uh. Hold still.”

If he were at one of the training sites, they’d just knock him out. He isn’t sure why they didn’t, but it probably has something to do with something. He’s not asking and no one’s telling him. 

“Almost there,” the doctor says again, and then, without fucking fanfare, she pulls the needle out, and she’s pressing a bandage into the spot where the needle was, which immediately turns red. Michael looks away. 

Almost instantly, though, Leo starts gagging, and this time, Michael lets him pull his hand free. He wedges it under him, leveraging his head and chest off the table. Leo retches in between cries, but with the worst over, his body’s losing steam. His breaths are ragged, the tension in his muscles begins to let up and Michael wonders if he’ll pass out. He hopes he does, and then berates himself for going soft again.

That’s when the shaking starts. Michael takes a washcloth, wiping first his face, then his neck and the parts of his chest that are visible, the spots of the table he has access to. The doc puts something into the IV, all the while Leo trying to catch his breath, tremors rolling through every inch of him. His weight has dropped back to the table, and he presses his forehead into his arm. His sobs are lighter now, his breaths deeper, but still patchy as hell.

“All done,” the doc says, like it was easy peasy. Michael’s certain Leo doesn’t hear her. And then, to Michael, she says, “Make sure he’s cleaned up and completely calm before you let Mr. Bennett see him. Try to get him to drink something when he’s ready.” Michael is pretty fucking sure being a nurse isn’t in his actual job description, and he doesn’t know exactly how to get Leo calm and clean in the next seven fucking minutes before his shift ends, but that’s someone else’s problem. He’s been traumatized enough for one day. 

The doc bandages Leo’s back, then pulls off her gloves, giving Leo’s shoulder a squeeze as she leaves. It’s condescending as hell, but he thinks maybe Leo’s on someone’s bad side to begin with, because he’s no doctor, but that didn’t make a whole lot of sense. Michael makes eye contact with the other handler, who’s been equally silent up until now, and gets to work.

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Luke is ushered back into the exam room two hours after he left. The handler walks him as far as the door, tells him to take his time, and to let them know if anything is needed. He shakes his head and bee-lines to Leo’s bedside.

Leo is curled up under a thin blanket; his skin’s pale, but he looks alright. The IV has been removed, there’s a cup of water on the tray table beside him. 

“Hey, buddy,” Luke says, by way of greeting. Slowly, Leo’s eyes open to meet his, and he smiles, the sad tell-tale smile that exudes exhaustion and sadness and anxiety. He looks him over; nothing overtly ringing any alarm bells, but he doesn’t trust these people.

“I’m going to get you out of here,” Luke whispers. Leo’s eyes are red but focused, and he moves to sit up as soon as Luke says the words. “Keep resting for a minute,” Luke says, but Leo pushes up anyway. “I need to go talk to the doctor, and then we’ll be out, okay?”

He waits for Leo to respond, searching his eyes for signs of clarity or understanding or acknowledgement. Just when he thinks he won’t get anything, that maybe the drugs haven’t worn off completely, Leo whispers, “Please don’t l-leave me.” And then, a moment later, he adds, “Please don’t leave me here alone.” 

Luke swallows painfully and kneels next to him. 

“No one’s going to touch you, buddy,” he whispers. “I need to get the discharge papers signed, and then we can go, okay?” 

“Can I come with you?” Leo says then, looking up at him. Luke’s breath catches. Leo’s voice is hoarse, and as he sits, he winces. Luke looks around the exam room, empty now except for the two of them, cleared of all evidence of what happened. He feels rage bubbling up inside him, but he tries to talk himself down. They need to get out of here.  

“Can you walk?” Luke asks, and Leo nods. He stands, slowly, and they make their way to the reception desk, where Leo finds a chair by the door. 

Luke is ushered into a small room off to the side and Leo, once again alone, pulls his legs up and wraps his arms around them. He buries his face between his knees. Luke will be back for him. Luke will be quick. Luke knows he’s upset, and won’t make this long.

After a few minutes, Leo hears shouting, his eyes snapping up to the door that Luke disappeared behind. The receptionist exchanges a look with him and smiles, shaking her head. Leo’s gaze once more shifts to the window. He can see Luke’s car, and he wishes Luke trusted him enough to leave him the keys so he could wait outside. He feels the receptionist staring at him, and he turns away. Luke will be done soon, and he can go back to his bedroom and his books and his lion and he can crawl under the blankets and sleep, and when he wakes up, he will feel better. 

He daydreams about it while he waits, and eventually, the door opens, and a stony-faced Luke emerges quickly. 

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“Are you ready?” Luke asks, injecting the most casual-calm into his voice that he possibly can. Behind him, he hears the doctor close the door. In the window, he can see her reflection, arms crossed over her chest, leaning casually against the reception desk.

As they make their way to the door, in an act designed purely to spite him, the doctor calls to Leo, “Be good, Leo,” and Luke freezes, itching for violence but ever aware of at what cost that would come. Instead, he turns to her. He commits her face, her name, her voice, to his memory, so he can fuck up her life later.

He doesn’t know how he’ll do it, but when it comes time to try the guilty for crimes against humanity, her name will be among the top on his list.

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[hasdrubal-gisco]

will never understand people who undergo voluntary medical procedures for a few coins. you're letting a 70 year old doctor with visible tremor give you a lumbar puncture for 2,000 CZK ($85, €80, ¥625, 0.04 oz of gold)

[chasueforever]

anyone else have lumbar lorodosis and stenosis and arthritis and a bulging/herniated disc in their lumbar? this one’s for us

[ammonitetestpatterns]

ド – 私は感じやすい女 (i am a sensitive woman), by ジョニーアップルシ (johnny appleseed), from the 1973 privately released compilation, yokohama original.

[curiosity-killed]

The annoying thing abt my back causing nerve ??? Problems (aside from the fact that nerve pain/tightness down my entire left side + pain and muscle spasms is, generally, annoying) is that it gets to a point where it starts bothering my foot too and making it feel like somethings weird and trapped there but it is actually just. my back. being a problem

[cosmiccerealbowl]

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[gnomeicecream]

Had my spinal tap (lumbar puncture in dr terms) just now. I had to curl up like a shrimp, then the doc numbs the spot on your lower back. Then he stabs you with another needle and wiggles it till he can find a gap in your spine bones. OW!

Passing out would have been great, 0 out of 10. Pressure inside your spine is a new and unique owchie. And my spine wouldn't give him a gap for minutes! But then he got in and it was smooth sailing from there.

Got two vials of spine fluid. It looks and has a viscosity like clear nail polish, or resin.

Now to get my blood fluid stolen.

[seeminglyseph]

Well. The iritis has improved and I can take the drops less frequently, but the nerves in the back of my eye are in inflamed so CAT scan and a neurologist. Kinda terrified but I did mention to the eye doc that the reason I made my family stay with her when she moved across the city was like… this exact thing. She was the only one to warn me about iritis and then know how to treat it and to look out for it. If something seems off she checks. If I have potentially fatal brain inflammation then I like definitely want to find out about that in advance and like. Stop it. She kept apologizing for like.. adding things to worry about, but like. Please look deeply and find problems and work to get solutions. These are the things I want in a doctor and made it worth dragging everyone out of the way. I need my eyes to work and also if I have brain swelling that might kill me like she’s the only one who noticed. I do hope that it turns out to not be that but like… maybe I’ve been chronically ill for too long, but a doctor that sees something a little off in an unrelated routine scan and *does* something about it is like. I dunno if I ever met a doctor who took their job this seriously and she’s like the sweetest kindest lady. Even like took a moment to say “I’m gonna walk you through all of this, I just want to think for a moment.” Like the amount of respect and understanding of people is great. Is there an appropriate “thanks for making sure I don’t die” gift in this day and age? Lol

[yourmedicalfriend]

The spinal needle is an indispensable tool in healthcare, with a primary focus on spinal procedures that require precision and care. This fine instrument is designed for lumbar punctures and spinal anesthesia, We Offer various kinds of Spinal Needle Sizes as per your needs. where accuracy and patient comfort are of paramount importance. visit at www.gstc.com

[aliendeity]

had to go back to the clinic because my sinus infection wouldn’t go away. i’ve also had worsened headache and back and neck stiffness and the doctor is like🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️you probably have meningitis so u need to go to the emergency room and get a lumbar puncture to find out for sure. so you know what i’m doing? i’m going home <3

[nomairuins]

oh thank goodness i dont have to see my mom axtually get the epidural i was kinda nervy

[kdlmedtech]

Spinal Needle Size: Choosing the Right One for Your Needs

Are you a medical professional gearing up for a spinal procedure? If so, one of the most crucial decisions you’ll make is selecting the right spinal needle size. With a variety of options available, it can be overwhelming to determine which size is best suited for your specific procedure. In this blog post, we will conduct a comparative analysis of spinal needle sizes to help you make an informed decision for successful spinal procedures.

Importance of Choosing the Right Spinal Needle Size

The size of the spinal needle plays a significant role in the success of a spinal procedure. Using the wrong size can result in complications such as post-dural puncture headache, nerve damage, or inadequate anesthesia delivery. It is essential to choose the correct size to ensure optimal outcomes for both the patient and the healthcare provider.

Different types of spinal needle tips: pencil point and Quincke

Different tip types, such as pencil point and Quincke, also impact the insertion and patient comfort. Pencil-point spinal needles have a sharper, curved tip, making it easier to pierce the dura and provide a more precise injection. Quincke needles, on the other hand, have a beveled tip and may cause more discomfort during insertion. However, they are preferred for epidural procedures as they allow for a larger amount of medication to be injected.

Different Sizes of Spinal Needles and Their Uses

Experts usually recommend narrow gauge needles (25-27 G) for diagnostic and therapeutic procedures because they are smaller and less invasive. Medical professionals commonly use these needles for procedures such as lumbar punctures and epidurals.

Medical professionals more commonly use mid-gauge needles (22-24 G) for spinal anesthesia and pain management procedures. They have a slightly larger diameter compared to narrow-gauge needles, which may allow for more precise placement of medication. However, they can also be associated with a higher risk of postoperative headaches.

Large gauge needles (18-20 G) are usually reserved for heavy sedation or surgical procedures. These needles have the widest diameter and are the most invasive, but they allow for faster and more effective delivery of anesthesia.

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Comparative Analysis of Spinal Needle Sizes

When comparing different gauge sizes, it is important to consider factors such as length, diameter, and bevel. Narrow-gauge needles have a smaller diameter, which can result in less pain and trauma for the patient. However, they may be more difficult to insert compared to larger gauge needles.

Mid-gauge needles provide a balance between the advantages and disadvantages of narrow and large-gauge needles. They have a larger diameter than narrow gauge needles but are less invasive than large gauge needles.

Choosing the Right Spinal Needle for Your Procedure

Selecting the right spinal needle size is crucial for a successful procedure. It is important to consult with a healthcare professional who can take into account the specific procedure and the patient’s characteristics before making a decision. Tips for accurate needle selection include carefully examining the patient’s anatomy and using imaging tools if necessary.

Tips for Choosing the Right Spinal Needle Size

To choose the right spinal needle size for your procedure, consider the following tips:

Assess Patient Needs: Evaluate the patient’s anatomy and specific medical needs.

Procedure Type: Match the needle size to the specific requirements of the procedure.

Physician Skill Level: Choose a size that aligns with the practitioner’s experience and comfort.

Minimize discomfort: Opt for the thinnest needle that will still allow for a successful procedure without compromising ease of use.

Review Guidelines: Follow institutional guidelines and best practices for needle selection.

Conclusion: Making an informed decision for successful spinal procedures

Choosing the right spinal needle size is a critical decision that impacts the success of spinal procedures and patient comfort. By considering patient anatomy, the type of procedure, and the pros and cons of each needle size, practitioners can make informed choices that enhance procedural outcomes. Always prioritize patient safety and comfort, and stay informed about best practices to ensure successful spinal procedures.

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