You Know You're A Nurse If... - page 20
You know you're a nurse if... You've been telling stories in a restaurant and had someone at another table throw up. (share and add your own below) https://youtu.be/U5tI_zBuPFo... Read More
Apr 27, '14Not a nurse yet, but in. We've been talking about edema a lot lately, and last night I dreamt that I had peripheral edema. My ankles were HUGE (and for some reason, my legs were necrotic). I remember thinking "I hope this is a dream!" Thank goodness it was.Last edit by ravenpuff on Apr 27, '14 : Reason: used wrong smiley face. gave up. removed it.
May 5, '14Most of my embarrassing nurse moments happen when I'm out in public.
- When you're in the freezer section of the convenience or grocery store and you knock on the glass before opening it. If you're lucky, there's always someone looking t you funny, too.
- When you pause 'with a start' after hearing the loud crack before the announcement over the PA system. At work, loud alarms = elopement: Everyone stops, looks at the panel, hollars the zone and start running!
- If you attempt to transfer-assist strangers in public. When I see an elder trying to ambulate with a walker and having a difficult time, I can't NOT 'spot' them. They probably think I'm the weirdest person ever.
- When TMI discussions with strangers reach the checkout counter. I once had a 12 second discussion about douching with a cashier. I don't remember how it happened but this is Reason #36 for why I don't wear my or nurse badge in public.
- When you're not afraid to probe a friend/family member/loved one about their healthcare issues. A cousin of mine actually thinks it's so weird that I asked him the color of his poo. He claims that he doesn't look at it. How do you not look at it?
May 11, '14When you have a dream about a person you really don't like being admitted under your care with a stage 3 on her rear... Yeah that was when I was in school dreaming of becoming a wound nurse after I get my RN.. Tehehe
May 11, '14For years I subbed on a more or less regular basis in an older ladies bridge group that had met for decades. They were all in their upper
eighties to mid-nineties and each was a retired nurse, with a couple of retired elementary school teachers added for good measure. Each had known me as one of them pointed out, since my underwear had pins! All were deaf but two were VERY deaf, despite hearing aids.
We met for lunch either at an upscale resort or a posh men's club that their late husbands (and my dad) had belonged to for lunch and an afternoon of bridge. No matter where we sat in any dining room, anyone at any table could hear nearly any word of every topic discussed. It was either or . I absolutely adored those sweet ladies but occasionally I wanted to just slide down under the tablecloth! It wasn't that people were laughing AT them. More laughing WITH them. Some of the conversations were wild!
I got there one week and according to my watch was five minutes early, despite my annual checkup at the OB/Gyn office.
Alice: "You're late, dear! You're never late."
Me: "I'm sorry. My doctor's appt. ran overtime."
Helen: "What's wrong with you?"
Me: "It was just my annual checkup and I'm fine."
Rose: "What KIND of doctor did she go to? What was his name?"
Me: "It was Dr. ___."
Rose: "Who? I must never have worked with him."
Me: "She is an OB/GYN and very good."
Louise: "Never heard of him."
Martha: "What did he do?"
By this time, EVERY table is totally silent because they're all listening to us. Lunch has finally arrived! Finally!
Edith: "You said you went to the OB/GYN? He remembered to do a PAP didn't he?" (Oh, LORD!)
Me: "I just finished a great murder mystery."
ETA -- All names have been changed to protect the guilty!Last edit by sharpeimom on May 11, '14
May 11, '14Can I turn this into a pet thread?!?? Dexter is so cute!
I'm not going to hijack the thread, when I was out of town my dog bloated and the boarding facility took him into the emergency vet for surgery (he is doing very well post-op), so I got to use some of my nursey powers on my dog too!
My parents got him home with them before I returned, and about the only thing they could tell me about the whole ordeal was that they were told he reacted to the anesthesia, and of course a thousand things run through my mind. I went to the vet and they said he actually tolerated it very well, and printed out his entire record for me. Somewhere in the notes I saw that he got 3mg of dilaudid, and it made him extremely lethargic :-/ I don't know if dogs metabolize narcotics differently than humans, but if you gave a 35kg child 3mg of dilaudid I think he would be lethargic too! Haha...
It was very weird to read a dogs medical record, they use normal medical terms and were very meticulous with their charting, I'd practically trust that vet to do surgery on me...
May 12, '14Awe beckster, he is gorgeous! Haz, my pup, is a GSD /Newf mix.
Sorry, I had to throw that on...back to the regularly scheduled thread.
May 12, '14Back on topic, my mom will take her dentures out at the table when something under them is bothering her. She'll say "Sorry." I just roll my eyes and keep on eating.
May 13, '14Love the goggie pics! But it always bothers me to see the shaved leg where the IV was.....Makes me think of how scared the baby must've been until the anesthesia kicked in.
Look at how afraid humans are of getting an IV.....And they get to understand the why and how of it. If only there was a way to explain it to the furbies!