I swore in front of a patient and a family member today. I lost control of a drain tube I was d/c'ing, and slung some blood onto to the (clean!) linens... and a "s#%t" slipped out.
After the dressings and linens got changed I did apologize to them... I don't think the patient even heard me (either time), but the family member was very gracious... A co-worker helping with the dressing, etc. gave me a good-natured hard time about it.
Just feeling tacky about it and wanted to vent. I don't like it when other people cuss, and I REALLY don't like it when I cuss!
Specializes in Medsurg/ICU, Mental Health, Home Health.
Third redhead in a row here, haha.
I was really quite tired and nearing the end of my 12 hour midnight shift. I stepped out of a patient room and the unit clerk yelled out "surgery's on the phone!" I turned to a fellow RN and said, "surgery can go f*** themselves!" Well, guess what kind of doctor walked out of the next patient room! Thankfully, he laughed about it. Although the next time I saw him, I was mouthing off about something else and he did ask if I ever stopped yelling!
And then another time, I was straight catheterizing an older woman whose urethra was Holy Grail-esque in its hiddenness. After fighting with her anatomy for some time, my arduous journey happily ended and I struck liquid gold. I was so excited I didn't even realize that my pants had fallen down. They were the drawstring type and I guess I hadn't tied them tightly enough. Well, of course I was in a sterile field and couldn't do a darned thing about it. My charge nurse just happened to walk in, laughed hysterically, pulled my pants up for me, then laughed hysterically again.
Not the only pants-related incident to happen to me at work. But that's all for today...
Specializes in Peds/outpatient FP,derm,allergy/private duty.
My redheaded self can (and does!) cuss better than most men. I need to get in the habit of turning it into a lispy version of "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah".... Shzit-a-Dee-Doo-Dah!
Too funny! When I'm feeling low sometimes (no one nearby) I sing the song "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story, with words slightly altered, "I feel sh**ty, oh so sh**ty, so. . . Sometimes being a little silly, even to myself, helps. :)
The theme from Mister Rogers' Neighborhood is my happy place song for some reason. I don't alter the lyrics at all, but for some unknown reason, it makes me smile. Maybe because it's making everybody else around me groan because they know now that song will be stuck in their heads too. LOL
Specializes in Medsurg/ICU, Mental Health, Home Health.
Too funny! When I'm feeling low sometimes (no one nearby) I sing the song "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story, with words slightly altered, "I feel sh**ty, oh so sh**ty, so. . . Sometimes being a little silly, even to myself, helps. :)
Reminds me of a Christmas song my dad altered...
Silver Bells...go to H***...it's Christmastime...and it's s***ty...
The theme from Mister Rogers' Neighborhood is my happy place song for some reason. I don't alter the lyrics at all, but for some unknown reason, it makes me smile. Maybe because it's making everybody else around me groan because they know now that song will be stuck in their heads too. LOL
In a similar vein, a friend and I sing something from Sesame Street to lift our spirits at work...
Sing, Sing a Song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong...
But, to stay on-topic, that same friend and I had a serious case of the sillies one night, and it just so happened to be that one night out of, like, forty that consists of nothing going on at all...all of the patients actually sleeping, vital signs WNL, no admissions, etc. Well, we got to having a dance off (very quietly, mind you). She did her Charleston step, and, as a former dancer, I busted out my Charleston step. However...my pant legs were too long (I TOLD you all that there were more pants stories!) I slipped on my right cuff and BAM! Landed flat on my back, spread eagled in front of a patient room (thankfully the door was closed). My dear friend did what any good friend who happens to be a nurse would do. She took one look at me and ran into the break room, laughing uncontrollably.
Specializes in Peds/outpatient FP,derm,allergy/private duty.
Heck, even doctors are susceptible. One of the ER doc blogs I read devoted an entire post "how to make fake poop" tutorial with pictures of each step!!
Heck, even doctors are susceptible. One of the ER doc blogs I read devoted an entire post "how to make fake poop" tutorial with pictures of each step!!
:lol2:
Penelope_Pitstop, BSN, RN
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Third redhead in a row here, haha.
I was really quite tired and nearing the end of my 12 hour midnight shift. I stepped out of a patient room and the unit clerk yelled out "surgery's on the phone!" I turned to a fellow RN and said, "surgery can go f*** themselves!" Well, guess what kind of doctor walked out of the next patient room! Thankfully, he laughed about it. Although the next time I saw him, I was mouthing off about something else and he did ask if I ever stopped yelling!
And then another time, I was straight catheterizing an older woman whose urethra was Holy Grail-esque in its hiddenness. After fighting with her anatomy for some time, my arduous journey happily ended and I struck liquid gold. I was so excited I didn't even realize that my pants had fallen down. They were the drawstring type and I guess I hadn't tied them tightly enough. Well, of course I was in a sterile field and couldn't do a darned thing about it. My charge nurse just happened to walk in, laughed hysterically, pulled my pants up for me, then laughed hysterically again.
Not the only pants-related incident to happen to me at work. But that's all for today...