I suck.

Tonight was much better. I'm 2 for 2 on my ABGs, and I got pulled in to help with a trauma. I'm trying to make myself useful to my co-workers and to establish rapport with them. I'm getting used to the different docs. I'm getting much more aggressive about nausea. If the patient feels even remotely like they could possibly puke at some point, they get the protocol. I'm not messing around ANY MORE when it comes to puke, dammit. Been bitten on the ass one too many times by denying nausea one minute then puking the next.

And babies are getting less scary....though I have not poked one yet, and I'll be terrified when I have to....I'm getting better at IVs, but not THAT much better. I don't even know normal VS for babies. If the baby is alert, wiggles their arms and legs, follows objects with their eyes, coos, smiles, etc., then hey, the baby looks okay to me, and I see no reason to poke them!

Yeah, I'm babbling, but it sure as heck is better than feeling like the Worst Nurse That Ever Lived.

That sounds like a good plan. After working with geriatrics and middle aged men primarily for the last two years, little kids and babies are like aliens from outer space for me. Cute little things, though.