I don't know why it is so intimidating to sit down and write again...but it is. I will start simple: still nursing, still flabbergasted by people, still working nights in the ER, increasingly jaded, the 9-5 plastic surgeon assistant job looking more and more enticing. Just wait until you hear about the lawsuit I caused the hospital when I asked a "disabled" person that brought a dog into triage with no obvious "disability" what in the world a dog was doing in the hospital. Big no-no. Unfortunately I am more inclined to be disheartened by patients now that the initial newness and humor has decreased of working in the ER but I am still looking for the goodness and seeking the funny.
Last night at work a co-worker informed me that a patient from the hospital we work at had stolen a wheelchair from us, (our hospital name and department stencil spray painted all over it of course) and had tried to sell it on craigslist. I think hospital security saw the ad somehow and called the police and when the police showed up to repossess the wheelchair the woman said that she didn't know that what she had done was illegal. Really?
I have been pretty good about exercising after work but last night I forgot my gym clothes so I didn't make it this morning. Also, when work is absolutely balls to the wall chaotic, I mostly just want to come straight home and sit in my bedroom and drink alcohol. Lovely that the age:alcohol tolerance/hangover set-in time is inversely related, I swear I get a headache now after 1.5 drinks, I used to be a champ (sigh). Just kidding. It is very apparent my party days are over and I am more than ok with that. Oh the joys of getting older, but like my dad says, it beats the alternative.
It is still the little things, I am finding, that make work bearable. Here are some examples: free cookie night at Subway (Thursdays), getting to work with a pod-mate nurse who also happens to be a friend, finding out 2 IV drug infusions are compatible, and the cafeteria having fresh lemons to put in my water. Two of those revolve around food...hmmmm. More to come...
Finally, a creative outlet for myself, just in time for my first quarter-century on earth. Fashion, friends, the life of the single girl and hilarity to follow.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
Back in the saddle again
I am going to continue blogging for the sole purpose of reminding myself of funny things and how life was down the road from now. I have been reading a few entries from a few years ago and am so glad I wrote it down to remember it. I was actually so excited about remembering so many hilarious things that I called my sister on my way home from work this morning (still nursing, still nocturnal working nights) at 7:30am to remind her how the little kid in Harry Potter world schooled her on the Elder Wand. She blearily asked me to call back later after first letting it ring 40 times. Fine.
I just finished my 4th night in a row, I don't know how I did 6 nights in a row only a few years ago. Now if I have to work more than 3 in a row I am usually over- or under-emotional at work and end up in tears. Good thing I was in triage this morning starting at 1am and didn't have to deal with patients more than the 3 (give or take) minutes it takes to triage them. A patient's family member did keep spewing bible verses randomly though, until I told him to recite them to someone else cause I was taking a class online and had to focus. I was watching Next Food Network Star. People are so annoying. I also may have told a dunk patient last night that the other nurse and I were nuns and I introduced us as "Sister La and Sister Kim" just so he would mind his p's and q's. His manners (and memory) didn't last long.
I just finished my 4th night in a row, I don't know how I did 6 nights in a row only a few years ago. Now if I have to work more than 3 in a row I am usually over- or under-emotional at work and end up in tears. Good thing I was in triage this morning starting at 1am and didn't have to deal with patients more than the 3 (give or take) minutes it takes to triage them. A patient's family member did keep spewing bible verses randomly though, until I told him to recite them to someone else cause I was taking a class online and had to focus. I was watching Next Food Network Star. People are so annoying. I also may have told a dunk patient last night that the other nurse and I were nuns and I introduced us as "Sister La and Sister Kim" just so he would mind his p's and q's. His manners (and memory) didn't last long.
Monday, July 22, 2013
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
ok...got one!
Ok, so I have been sitting here, tired, wanting to sleep, but trying to think of something interesting/different that happened yesterday that I can write about, and I finally got something. When I came on shift the nurse giving me report, while making small talk told me about his day. Apparently there had been a big trauma, a young boy came in with a massive head injury, and I mean a head injury, complete with crushed skull and brain matter on the stretcher. That is not the interesting part (to me). The interesting part to me was how it happened...I asked and then laughed because I thought he was joking. The cause of injury was "buggy accident". Apparently it was an Amish family in an Amish community and they were utilizing their primary mode of transportation (second only to antique school bus I think) and somehow the horse spooked and the boy fell out. After that the details were a bit hazy, either the buggy fell on the boy, he was caught and dragged, the mother fell on the boy, or he just landed really hard on the ground, but I can honestly say I have never had or heard of a buggy accident patient before, and it is completely something unique to this region and a few others of the US. I do not know the boy's prognosis and it was a horrific, sad accident. Anywho...buggy accident...that is a new mode of injury for me....and there I was thinking I couldn't get easily surprised anymore. : )
Monday, April 9, 2012
Lame sauce
I am painfully aware of how lame my blog has become, and I have meditated on this "lame-ness" and have come up with a few reasons as to why. 1) When I was writing when I first began, and the first 6 months or so after that, I was still a very new nurse with little to no experience, and everything was new and interesting to me. 2) I had a much smaller social network and had to entertain myself much more often 3) I was in a strange new land called The South, where, once again, everything was new and interesting. Those are the three key things I can find that have largely contributed to the demise of my blog. So...where from here? Obviously, (ok, maybe not obviously), I want to try get my writing spark back, and have interesting stories and fun experiences, but that is sadly not always the case. Take last night for instance, I had about 20 patients - we were BUSY! - and every single one was either drunk, suicidal, headache, nausea/vomiting/diarrhea, or toothache. EVERY SINGLE ONE. I started out with a retarded man who had diarrhea and ended with a drunk woman with hepatitis. There is seriously nothing interesting to write about when I look back on those 12-hours for inspiration. Ug. I need a new perspective. Maybe a solution to the blah's at work will also contribute to the blah's with the blog. I will work on it...
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Land of Nod awaits
I have been MIA as of late. It just means nothing that exciting is going on. Just finished with two nights on, one more tonight and then I have some time off. We were busy last night, like normal for a Monday. Some nights a hot shower and bed after work sound as good as winning the lottery, this morning was one of those times. So happy to be getting ready for sleep. Bonus - last night a patient thanked me for being so kind...who does that anymore? Regardless, it made my night ; )
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