Sometimes after 12 hours if getting screamed at by 500 pound patients that I'm not moving them right when I'm simply trying to help them get out of a pool of their own waste, or getting screamed at and getting needles swatted out of my hand covered with the HIV positive blood of the IV drug user who complains that I don't start my IVs gently enough, or getting kicked out of a room by a patient because I "think I can do anything I want because I'm a pretty lil' white girl", scores of helicopter family members of patients with nothing wrong with them demanding painfully stupid ass shit from me (yes, let me just ignore my lady over here in A fib with RVR so I can run around the hospital to find you the surgical bouffant cap you have now requested 6 fucking times, because you need that for some reason) I really kind of wanna say screw all this and dance on a pole for a living or something. I mean, leaving work with my dignity intact is not going to be an option in my life, obviously. I probably wouldn't get any medical benefits but I'm much less likely to be showered in feces and blood.
Stupid desire to help others. Limits my career options every time.
sounds like hell on earth, thank god i live in a quiet suburb, ed is usually old folks with cardiac issues, the odd ortho complaint from kids at sports, and other minor stuff, is there anywhere over there like this?
ReplyDeletelol, the classic "you're not turning me right" comment made by a fatty...in my case, one with diarrhea creeping up their back (yes, creeping UP). That's the ultimate. Especially when said fatty gets ready to go to rehab and WALKS OUT OF THE BED AND ONTO THE STRETCHER. Somehow, I always knew....chin up, girl!
ReplyDeletewell, at least they think you are pretty...I say go for the pole.
ReplyDeleteI feel it is an underestimation of pole work to suggest it isn't helpful to people. Should I ever get tired of being called a bitch and a worthless, no good, uppity cunt in the ER.... pole work will seem fairly helpful and gratifying. Just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteUh oh...I hope this was just an off day!! I start clinicals in August and don't know how many of the days you just described I could handle!! Hope tomorrow's better!
ReplyDeleteAmen! I thought for a moment I had written this. Take a few minutes for your fav escape mode. (for me it is movies after my latest night from HELL I saw Fast Five and enjoyed it for the sexy view as much as the plot)
ReplyDeleteDeep breathe and then back again tomorrow. Why? Because its what we do.
I just read every last single post - all I can say is well done, hood nurse. Well done.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I am basically going to "pay homage" to your style and approach for my own impending blog - no, not steal. Never that. ;)
ReplyDeleteHaha thanks, guys. Sometimes this blog and 2 dollar Guinness night are about the only thing between me and the pole.
ReplyDeleteyou know a lot of those places where you dance on poles DO have healthcare, crazy huh?!
ReplyDeleteSometimes I think any of us that choose this life are crazy.
-signed a nursing student
You're hurting me. No shit, you weigh 500 pounds, there are 7 of use turning you and the side rail is in pushing into your stomach. Yes, it sucks but you shit yourself and that guard rail is preventing your fat ass from rolling to the floor, and trust me that would hurt even more!
ReplyDeleteI had a patient complain about the hoyer lift pinching her. Seriously, we can't pick your ass up to get you in the chair. Patients suck!