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I have an absolute passion for discharge teaching, especially with new meds and diagnoses.
Sometimes compliance really does depend on convenience.
Cerner is stupid. A one-time stat dose of a med IV will cancel itself and mark itself as complete when that dose isn't given within an hour. The problem with this is if the dose is ordered in the ED and isn't immediately given because the patient needs fluid boluses, dopamine and atropine first, they come up to the floor and it looks like either someone discontinued the med, or administered the med. If anyone less neurotic than me got this med, they wouldn't have spent the half hour I spent going between ED nurse, hospitalist and pharmacy trying to figure out what happened.
Had a patient who is fairly new to alcoholism. New enough that no real damage has been done yet. He came in HR in 30s, SBP in 60s, after falling out in the kitchen. He is the first alcoholic patient I've had that I genuinely believe may be quitting. He's been scared sober.
After sitting on it for nearly two years, I have finally decided on grad school, which one and how to approach it. What I learned from this decision is that I'm probably really going to miss my unit. It's the most chaotic, busy unit in the hospital, and some days are soul crushing, and yet, I just love the people (usually).
If you have an LPN doing an admission assessment, first, make sure it got signed by an RN, but also, actually make sure what was charted is accurate.
If a cardiologist blows off intervention on a patient who has had a ridiculous number of 4-9 second pauses over several days, that patient may become brady and hypotension to a dangerous degree, right before shift change, causing her to need a temporary pacer before she gets the permanent one she was scheduled to get the next day.
AND, if that same cardiologist blows off an intermittent heart rate in the 200s for two days before deciding cardizem might be nice, probably an incident report would be a good idea.
AND, my favorite, most helpful cardiologist has left my favorites list and gotten onto my ess list.
When the generally lazy CN actually tries to "help", she may actually make things SO MUCH WORSE.
When upper management is entirely made of nurses, I genuinely believe this contributes to a wonderful work environment.
Did I mention I love patient teaching?
Four discharges going in simultaneously for four impatient patients makes for a horrible day. HORRIBLE. And of course, discharging 4 means more terribleness. Brace yourselves. Admissions are coming.
When your patient has been saying literally the entire day that she will sign out AMA if she is not discharged, expect her to pull a bait and switch while her husband talks to you at the nurses' station. Also, expect to get security involved when you can't actually find her anywhere. Expect her to be hiding around the corner of the building chain smoking, literally leaning on the "no smoking sign". Expect her to flip out when she thinks security is approaching to force her to go back inside. And then expect your coworkers to be confused when you tell them you had to find her to get her IV out. Dude, I'm not giving her free access to a vein.
(Also expect that to happen at shift change as well.)
Benzos and opiates can metabolize so quickly that ED doses may not pop a UDS positive that evening. I didn't even want to send the UDS to lab because the most likely meds to pop positive on, she'd just gotten in the ED. Unless, of course, grandma is doing coke, meth and ecstasy.
I'm really lacking patience for a couple of posters in the controversy vaccination thread.
Some patients have no problem whatsoever being really nasty to everyone EXCEPT their nurse when they feel the nurse should have done something that that nurse chose not to do. For instance, patient complained of headache and noted there was a nitro patch on, with no order to continue nitro patches. Removed it, waited a little while to see if that worked. The tech goes in and the patient tore him a new one over not getting pain medication. Every time I went into this room, the patient was sound asleep. She got medication and tea with her 2200 meds, and hers were given last because she stayed asleep. When I woke her up, not one single complaint. It's just weird.
I'm incredibly disappointed when floor nurses identify a need, and case management blows it off.
Got a song stuck in my head. It's not all instrumental, I promise. And the lyrics are.... Well, you'll hear. Enjoy.
I learned this video exists and it made me happy.
Doctors created music video about sepsis. The result is sick.
Get your sepsy on!
I learned that my cohort in nursing school truly is special (in the best sense of the word). They make the crappiest days suddenly bearable.
I learned that a lot of nursing students seem to have a sense of entitlement about most things, as if their "sacrifice" in nursing school is somehow sanctified compared to any other. I am growing very tired of this mentality especially as a learned helplessness (re: studying and learning on one's own) tends to accompany this.
I learned that getting involved in school in a way that puts you front and center with faculty and admin has its benefits but it's drawbacks can be soul-crushing. I ultimately learned how to be jaded and cynical and that it is best to avoid getting tasked with "special projects." see: entitled nursing students in the above statement.
I learned what happens when a pt is brought back to the pacu without receiving any reversal for the paralytic. I had been warned during orientation to watch for a "floppy" pt, so now I have a visual reference. Good experience although scary.
I do not like seeing the surgeon follow my peds pt into the pacu ordering a stat head CT as he's walking thru the doors. Apparently no films were taken in ER, but a fracture could be seen during the laceration repair. Pt/family did not speak English. Still not sure how the injury happened & pt was transferred out.
Having several consecutive days off work is sometimes necessary to recharge.
I am SOOO much more productive at work than I am at home. Hmmm, guess I've always known this.
I am not the world's greatest communicator under normal circumstances. Having pts that are extremely hard of hearing or with severe garbled speech is sometimes my complete downfall.
As much as I like my old unit, picking up shifts there remind my why I left & how much better my new position is.
Had a patient who is fairly new to alcoholism. New enough that no real damage has been done yet. He came in HR in 30s, SBP in 60s, after falling out in the kitchen. He is the first alcoholic patient I've had that I genuinely believe may be quitting.
We had a 25 yr old with no history, brady down & code during the first several minutes of surgery. Turns out, pt was a heavy drinker & had alcoholic cardiomyopathy with EF of 25 or 30%. I often think about that pt & wonder if coding was a big enough smack upside the head for him to make some lifestyle changes.
I've learned that Alzheimer's is a hell of a disease. It rips your soul and blinds your eyes. An Alzheimer's patient? Their eyes are gone. Their laugh is gone. Their little idiosyncrasies that made them, them, is gone. It allows moments of clarity, just moments, where she is scared to death, and then allows the fog of Crazy Land to take over. It ages the caretakers. It takes away friends and family. It's worse than death.
My mother has vascular dementia & the whole situation is surreal. It's only been 3.5 yrs since we noticed a problem ("just feeling fuzzy", bad financial decisions ie phone scam), & about 2.5 yrs since we got a dx. In that time she has gone from being completely independent to living in a locked memory care facility about 9 months ago & is essentially non-verbal. She's 68. It sucks.
I learned that my hands heavily shake when I'm nervous about performing a procedure, like wound care, for the first time. I'm hoping this stops by the time I have to start working with IVs.I learned that I love clinicals, and that clincials have somehow made lecture even more boring than it was before. Who would have thought that was even possible!
I learned what a heart murmur sounds like first hand, and I'm happy to say I was the one that caught it (not happy for the patient though). A month ago, I was still unsure about where exactly to place my stethoscope. Now, I'm feeling more competent and confident.
I learned that some patients can be on 40+ meds, and that this makes for one hell of a care plan. I'll have to print off some extra medication sheets.
I learned that one of my best friends has feelings for me. This knowledge is more confusing than the electrolytes.
Purp, I was doing a practicum and deflating a foley balloon and my hands went crazy, shaking. Everyone was watching and I felt as if I was going to cry. My friend R just said, "Far, keep going.." So glad she said something because she was the Profs favorite, and I feel the only way I made it through that moment was on her cred. It happens. Just try to prepare as much as possible. It's scary.
As far as your friend: Attack!
I learned what happens when a pt is brought back to the pacu without receiving any reversal for the paralytic. I had been warned during orientation to watch for a "floppy" pt, so now I have a visual reference. Good experience although scary.I do not like seeing the surgeon follow my peds pt into the pacu ordering a stat head CT as he's walking thru the doors. Apparently no films were taken in ER, but a fracture could be seen during the laceration repair. Pt/family did not speak English. Still not sure how the injury happened & pt was transferred out.
Having several consecutive days off work is sometimes necessary to recharge.
I am SOOO much more productive at work than I am at home. Hmmm, guess I've always known this.
I am not the world's greatest communicator under normal circumstances. Having pts that are extremely hard of hearing or with severe garbled speech is sometimes my complete downfall.
As much as I like my old unit, picking up shifts there remind my why I left & how much better my new position is.
We had a 25 yr old with no history, brady down & code during the first several minutes of surgery. Turns out, pt was a heavy drinker & had alcoholic cardiomyopathy with EF of 25 or 30%. I often think about that pt & wonder if coding was a big enough smack upside the head for him to make some lifestyle changes.
My mother has vascular dementia & the whole situation is surreal. It's only been 3.5 yrs since we noticed a problem ("just feeling fuzzy", bad financial decisions ie phone scam), & about 2.5 yrs since we got a dx. In that time she has gone from being completely independent to living in a locked memory care facility about 9 months ago & is essentially non-verbal. She's 68. It sucks.
70. Indeed it does. *hugs*
About a month ago, I transferred from a neuro/stroke/trauma unit to a NICU and here's what I've learned this week:
1. My former elderly patients and my current NICU babies are very different, yet...very, very similar.
2. Suck-Swallow-Breathe is a difficult concept for many preemies who are learning how to eat PO.
3. Bringing my positive thinking and confidence with IV sticks from my old unit has been working so far in the NICU. More like, I can't take a baby's pouty face just like I can't take an adult's "I know you're going to miss that vein" remark with an additional side-eye look.
4. Awaiting the delivery of a 24-weeker who is said to only weigh around 400 grams (the weight of about 2 cups of sugar) is a bit nerve-wrecking...
5. My preceptor says I'm ready to take on the micro-preemies and ventilated babies next week (!!).
TheCommuter, BSN, RN
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I learned that time away from work can be invigorating...
I am currently typing this post from Los Angeles Intl. Airport while I wait at the gate to board my flight home to Texas. I have been visiting my upper middle-aged parents at their home in Central CA since Monday 11/2. I must report to work tomorrow evening, but I cannot guarantee I'll do it with enthusiasm.
While in California I visited beautiful places such as Monterey, Santa Cruz, Carmel-By-The-Sea, and Seaside. Although California is my home state, I didn't realize what a gorgeous place it was until I had left to live elsewhere.
I learned that I am lucky to have a job, savings, and a lifestyle that doesn't entail living from paycheck to paycheck. I learned that nursing has been good to me in spite of my love/hate relationship with the profession.