Epic (Nursing) FAILS! - page 6
I once destroyed a patient room within five minutes of starting my shift. It was fortunate that the two ladies who occupied the semi-private room were AA & O and had a sense of humor. You have to... Read More
Jun 4, '12oh wow I have had one of these days lol!!! Thank you for sharing ...I have to go dry my eyes now lol. Its nice to see I am not the only one who has days like these lol
Jun 4, '12Quote from nurse-elliefunny!
omg the ones above remind me of some of my relatives during the holidays as well of some of my patients... lol....
Jun 4, '12I had a laboring patient recently who came in 6 cm dilated with her 2nd baby, screaming down the house for an epidural.
We busted it down the hallway to a room, sure she was going to go too fast to get anything. As soon as we were inside the room she ripped off every stitch of clothing she was wearing and started doing the restless labor walk--around the room, leaning over, huffing and puffing. No amount of focusing could keep her breathing through a contraction, to the point where I wondered if she was high.
To complicate things, she was a little lady but had HUGE breasts. Like the size of my head. She kept insisting on the epidural and her cervix hadn't changed so between another nurse and I we managed to get an IV in her and have a quick listen to baby. Hadn't even addressed the nakedness, it was the least of our issues.
Once the IV was in we called the anesthesia resident, who was new, hoping that he wasn't greener than grass because there was no way she was going to sit still. I managed to get her sitting in a good position and was breathing a sigh of relief when she had a huge contraction, lost her shiznit, sat cross-legged on the bed and did a face plant in her pillows and then hopped off the bed more nimbly than a gymnast, ripped out her IV, and was leaning over the bed groaning, arse in the air, bleeding, breasts swaying back and forth, naked as the day she was born.....
....when the resident walked in to probably one of the most surprising views he has ever had of a laboring patient. To his credit, once he had wiped the astonished gape off his face, he restarted her IV while the two of us worked on keeping her focused, snowed her with 100 of Fentanyl (which turned her into a drooling, sweating puddle which leaned on me and soaked my shirt right through) and did the quickest epidural I have ever witnessed a new resident put in. She was one happy camper by the time I left for my break (and to change my soaked and bloody top) and delivered while I was gone. She was still declining to put on a gown, but we managed to convince her a thin sheet would be okay.
The nurse who covered for me later came out and, after busting a gut laughing, told me that when her mother showed up as labor support (with a travel mug full of Vodka, which explained the FAS that made focusing so hard for the patient) the cheeky girl complained to her that "the nurses wouldn't let me put any clothes on!"
Later on I heard the resident telling our staff anesthetist all about it--but for what I can only assume was decorum's sake he completely left out the part where she was naked with her huge breasts knocking around. We made sure to add that part. I will never forget the look on his face!!!!!!
Jun 6, '12I am six months on my first RN job, and have done so many stupid things! One of my fellow Rn's, himself just a few more months than me on the first job, just cracked me up the other day. I was giving him report and the pt. had rhabdomylosis and he said, "oh, she has rabies!!!".
Jun 6, '12Quote from mom35lmaoi am six months on my first rn job, and have done so many stupid things! one of my fellow rn's, himself just a few more months than me on the first job, just cracked me up the other day. i was giving him report and the pt. had rhabdomylosis and he said, "oh, she has rabies!!!".
Jul 16, '12Here's my latest blunder:
OK, I'll admit it......I'm not the brightest bulb in the chandelier when it comes to remembering which residents go with which family members. I have 86 souls residing in my facility right now; how the heck am I supposed to keep track of all their kids, grandkids, and so on?
So the other day, a middle-aged lady who looked vaguely familiar came up to me and launched into the details of "Mom's" visit to the doctor that morning. I couldn't recall her name or who she belonged to, but I played along, nodding and grunting at all the appropriate times and commiserating with her on how long the office wait times are, and how rushed the doctors always seem to be. I was doing just fine until I decided to add my two cents' worth: "Aw, poor Ginny," I asserted, "That Dr. Smith is ALWAYS running late, and he never has time for the older folks.....if doctors don't want to treat elderly patients, they shouldn't accept them!"
The woman looked at me rather oddly, and corrected me in a tone I can only describe as a bit stiff: "Um, my mother's name isn't Ginny, it's Maryann. And her doctor is Dr. Paul, not Dr. Smith. Dr. Smith is a family friend." :uhoh21:
Jul 16, '12Quote from vivalasviejasoops! :uhoh21:....lolhere's my latest blunder:
ok, i'll admit it......i'm not the brightest bulb in the chandelier when it comes to remembering which residents go with which family members. i have 86 souls residing in my facility right now; how the heck am i supposed to keep track of all their kids, grandkids, and so on?
so the other day, a middle-aged lady who looked vaguely familiar came up to me and launched into the details of "mom's" visit to the doctor that morning. i couldn't recall her name or who she belonged to, but i played along, nodding and grunting at all the appropriate times and commiserating with her on how long the office wait times are, and how rushed the doctors always seem to be. i was doing just fine until i decided to add my two cents' worth: "aw, poor ginny," i asserted, "that dr. smith is always running late, and he never has time for the older folks.....if doctors don't want to treat elderly patients, they shouldn't accept them!"
the woman looked at me rather oddly, and corrected me in a tone i can only describe as a bit stiff: "um, my mother's name isn't ginny, it's maryann. and her doctor is dr. paul, not dr. smith. dr. smith is a family friend." :uhoh21:
Jul 17, '12this part of the story is the most amusing to me and i quote "oh, for goodness sake, it's just skin!" she admonished. "i can grow more---it happens every time." ...(grin)
Nov 5, '12When I worked day shifts in LTC/rehab, a resident was to be admitted Pm shift. Came in the next morning. Another nurse and I went in early to get her dressed and ready for dialysis. Was told in report about the huge gaping wound and the dressing was to be changed twice daily. The wound care nurse, medical director, and UM all helped out during the admission, "discovered this wound," and wrote orders to pack with aquacell and cover with a duoderm. It became quite clear as I began assessment and both of us nurses were assisting her with morning ADLs. The patient was on her side and I was getting the wound supplies prepared and walked over to the other nurse who, with a basin on the bedside table, washcloth in one hand, was stopped with the most dumbfound look on her face and said "wait a minute, ...what's wrong with this picuture?" I thought something is missing... "Oh she doesn't have a _____ .....or Did they? .... That's NOT a wound that they found!" I could just picture the three of them standing there nodding there heads and measuring. This poor women's vagina (packed with aquacell and covered with a duoderm). In thier defense, overtime with multiple surgeries and due to immobility her body shape and anatomy had become somewhat distorted/altered. It was even charted that she was admitted from the hospital with this "wound" and all the measurements of it were documented!
Nov 9, '12I was in the exam room with the doc and he had just finished examining a pt's ears. I moved the floor-mounted scope arm back to the corner and knelt down to give the pt's fidgety 4-year-old a sticker. When I stood back up, I didn't realize the scope arm (which folds out to about 4' long) wasn't tucked all the way in the corner. Yep, WHACK!! I smacked the top of my head on the scope arm so loudly that the pt looked at me and asked if I was okay. I was holding my head and checking for blood and lumps and stepped out to get an ice pack on it. The doctor got mad at me--he either didn't realize I'd gotten hurt, or didn't care (probably the latter).
Another time I was administering an allergy test. We had two chairs in the testing room and they'd recline flat so pts could lie on their stomachs if needed. I was reclining the chair nearest the wall when the kid sitting in the other chair yelled "Look out!" I had the metal footrest down and the corner of it hit the wall and put a 3" diameter hole in the wall. Yes, I punctured the wall with a chair. The doc got someone to patch the hole and repaint the room. That same room is where the crash cart was kept, and when we moved the crash cart we noticed something funny--the painter didn't move it, so there's a perfect outline of the crash cart on the wall, complete with IV pole.
A year later I was changing the 5-gallon water cooler, like I had done many times before, and as I was putting the full jug on, it slipped and BOOM. I thought plastic jugs wouldn't break, but this one did--in front of the entire back office staff, including the doctor. I mopped what I could, but carpet doesn't mop too well. We had to bring in fans and humidity checkers and special equipment to dry the carpet, and the doc reminded me more than once that it cost $900 to fix it. I'm surprised he didn't take it out of my paycheck. I think that's why, when I turned in my notice, he smiled.
Nov 9, '12I went into an elderly patient's room one morning and was going to help her to the bedside commode. She was on one of those low, Kinair-type beds (I know there is an actual name for them, but anyway, the point is that the bed was close to the floor ) and as I was reaching forward/down to help her, I guess I tripped on a cord on the floor right beside the bed. Next thing you know I had fallen INTO the patient's bed, practically right on top of her!! Totally woke her up and she thought it was hilarious-I think her son at the bedside was slightly less amused...
Needless to say, I felt a little ridiculous charting that she was a fall risk related to "mobility impairment"...that probably would have applied to her nurse a little more!