Discussing bodily fuctions at lunch,.

[BearyPrivate]

What do some of you find disgusting to talk about on your lunch break?

Mine is anything to do with the nose. Can't stand to think about snot when I'm trying to eat.:nono:

[squeakykitty]

When I was in my nursing program, about a dozen of us sort of took over the small cafeteria at our school. We'd be sitting there, chowing down and talking about all sorts of gross things we'd seen in our clinicals, not even considering other patrons who might view these discussions as anything other than educational (not to mention entertaining!).

One time, I was holding forth on the topic of a particularly foul Stage IV pressure ulcer I'd cleaned and dressed the night before, and a woman in the booth next to ours looked at me with an expression of total disgust and said, "Do you mind? I'm eating here." Well, I was something of a smart-aleck in those days, and without thinking I pointed to the cheeseburger and fries on my plate, retorted, "So am I!" and went on with my story.:rotfl:

:yeah:This is SO funny!! I can talk about anything while eating.

[squeakykitty]

I don't think anything medical would bother me in the least, but I once had a waitress in a restaurant move me and my family because two college age young punks in the next booth were having a sexually explicit conversation. Totally disgusting.

If I'd been there with a nursing friend or two, we could've quickly turned them green with a discussion of suctioning pseudomonas from a trach, necrotizing fasciitis, a physiologic amputation, or something along those lines, but I wasn't going to get into any kind of discussion with my husband and two young teenaged sons there, so we just moved.

What other people do isn't my business. Just don't make it my business. Please!!!

If you ever get a set of parents that let their kids run wild and disturb your meal-----

You can always talk about what you see at work.

[leslie :-D]

i remember when observing an autopsy (in nsg school), i nearly blew lunch as i watched a worker eat his sandwich amongst sev'l cadavers.

now i get it.

leslie

[rn/writer, RN]

I can handle just about anything but thoughts of sputum and phlegm. On the job, I can deal with vomit, feces, postpartum clots, etc, but if a patient has to hawk something up and york it into a tissue, I politely excuse myself and retreat to the hall to do some deep restorative breathing.

Had the same experience as others mentioned. Once or twice a semester, my clinical group would meet at a Chinese restaurant between the school and the hospital for their excellent buffet. The hostess learned to put us at a big table in the overflow room so we could discuss all kinds of gross things without bothering the other patrons.

[squeakykitty]

I can handle just about anything but thoughts of sputum and phlegm. On the job, I can deal with vomit, feces, postpartum clots, etc, but if a patient has to hawk something up and york it into a tissue, I politely excuse myself and retreat to the hall to do some deep restorative breathing.

Had the same experience as others mentioned. Once or twice a semester, my clinical group would meet at a Chinese restaurant between the school and the hospital for their excellent buffet. The hostess learned to put us at a big table in the overflow room so we could discuss all kinds of gross things without bothering the other patrons.

I'll have to admit, not even sputum bothers me, and I've seen some that I can graphically describe, since vomit also doesn't bother me.

[lainith]

No discussion will really keep me from eating my meal. I already bother all the people at my current place of employment when I chatter away about what I did in lab or what I saw at school, etc. I had to clean up some vomit in the rest room one night (I work at a gas station/C-store) because no one else could "deal" with it. So when I came out I decided to inform the two who couldn't deal with it exactly how much there was, what it looked like, how it was dried on the floor, etc. The one girl, who annoys me a lot, said, "Could you please STOP IT? That's disgusting." And I said, "You think that's gross, you should have tried cleaning it up!"

Anyway, I don't really have anyone that I talk to about school over lunch but I'm sure that I will once NS starts in August. I very often dine at Subway for lunch between school and work and am always pouring over my Micro/A&P books while I eat. I see people glance over at what I'm reading and get disgusted but I figure they shouldn't be so nosy! :)

[squeakykitty]

No discussion will really keep me from eating my meal. I already bother all the people at my current place of employment when I chatter away about what I did in lab or what I saw at school, etc. I had to clean up some vomit in the rest room one night (I work at a gas station/C-store) because no one else could "deal" with it. So when I came out I decided to inform the two who couldn't deal with it exactly how much there was, what it looked like, how it was dried on the floor, etc. The one girl, who annoys me a lot, said, "Could you please STOP IT? That's disgusting." And I said, "You think that's gross, you should have tried cleaning it up!"

Anyway, I don't really have anyone that I talk to about school over lunch but I'm sure that I will once NS starts in August. I very often dine at Subway for lunch between school and work and am always pouring over my Micro/A&P books while I eat. I see people glance over at what I'm reading and get disgusted but I figure they shouldn't be so nosy! :)

I used to clean a rest area, and had to practically chisel the dried vomit off a toilet seat. It didn't faze me. However, I didn't like the smell of the egg that was thrown on the floor one Halloween, and it wasn't even rotten. If you go to Subway for lunch with your NS classmates, eventually they will probably ban you from coming in.

[aeauooo]

There isn't too much in the way of bodily functions that bother me.

Once upon a time I dated a respiratory therapist and would have lunch with the RT. They'd talk about things people coughed up, but they didn't want to hear my stories.

[aeauooo]

My grandma is a retired nurse, my aunt is a nurse, and now me. We have ruined more than a few family get-togethers....

Yeah, back when I worked neurotrauma there was always someone around who wanted to hear my stories about gunshot wounds to the head - and a bunch of people around who didn't want to hear about it!