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audreysmagic RN

Psych, Peds, Education, Infection Control

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    Curiosity Killed the Cat and Got 50 Hospital Employees Fired

    This. It's my understanding that the employees fired were not at all involved in the individual's care. They were literally just peeking. I work on a small unit in which we work as a team as well. I would absolutely get familiar with the charts of the patients on our unit - or even go back through past visits that relate to their current one when I have time. Especially because our unit has a longer expected length of stay than most. But that doesn't give me any license to look up, for example, a patient I once knew at another facility to see if she'd had visits - I'm not involved in her care anymore.
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    Curiosity Killed the Cat and Got 50 Hospital Employees Fired

    There can be a lot of information on the name screen, too, at least in EPIC.
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    Curiosity Killed the Cat and Got 50 Hospital Employees Fired

    This has been all over the news in Chicago...realistically, Northwestern can probably absorb losing the 50 employees (they weren't solely nurses) pretty quickly - it's a huge facility. I work at a nearby hospital now and we got a global email with the news link too from our privacy team, reminding everyone that curiosity doesn't cut it when it comes to peeking. Getting a quick familiarity with name and diagnosis of your co-worker's patients when you cover their lunch? Totally fine, and a good idea. You would be involved in their care. "I heard so-and-so might be on the telemetry unit?" Nope.
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    Help me name my baby!

    ...not a real human one, though. Or even a fuzzy one. I'm a BLS instructor, among the many things I do, and all my CPR mannequins have names. It was purely for my own amusement at first, but then I found that once I told my students their mannequin had a name, they got attached to it in many cases. Human pack mentality can be so funny. (For those who care, the four-pack of adult mannequins are John, Paul, George, and Ringo, the three in the other carrying bag are Moe, Larry, and Curly and the lone ranger that hangs out mostly in the trunk of my car is Roderick. I actually didn't name him; someone just called him that during a Code Blue drill. "Rod the Bod" does sound pretty cool, though.) I had one infant mannequin, Annie (even though she's a not a Laerdal)...finally got a second. Hence this post. She needs a name of her own. (And she's a girl, because she's wearing one of my niece's old outfits. ) I've been drawing a blank since I picked her up from the training center. So...hit me with your best shot. Puns gleefully considered.
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    Blast from the past...

    So, yours truly is of an age where the original Power Rangers was her must-see TV in her preteen years. And because I've been stressed and needing a bit of 90's nostalgia, I've been re-watching the series...it's cheerfully mindless entertainment, if nothing else. Though, clearly, Preteen Me did not have the same standards regarding production quality in television entertainment. When looking at reviews from other adults doing the same thing of the latest episode, I saw the following still image, and I had to laugh at how familiar this feels to Adult Me: From left to right: My padawan nurse when things fail to go as expected at work vs. me when things fail to go as expected at work.
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    Ain't no fire now, it's gone...

    It has been a weird few weeks here at my current hospital, which I have decided is probably an affiliate of @Davey Do's Wrongway Medical Center...but this last week or so takes the cake. (Maybe it's because they know I'm leaving, and have decided to make this transition easier for me.) Last Thursday: There I am, minding my own business in an impromptu treatment team meeting in the staff lounge, when the coffee maker sparks, catching everyone's attention. As soon as I can call for someone to unplug it, the entire cord erupts in sparks and a small, quickly extinguished flame. To her credit, our doctor dives right in, no hesitation, as I paused to look for something non-metal to pull the cord away from the wall. Thankfully, we did not fry one of my favorite docs. Upon examination, I found some genius had taped the cord of the coffee maker when it began to fray. Due to TOS, I can't quote what our Plant Ops guy had to say when he found out. The good news: I did save the pot of coffee that had just been brewed. Last Friday: Only one of our elevators goes to the top floor, which is only administrative offices. So I got off at another floor (which is currently closed to patients for renovation) to transfer to the appropriate elevator. As I wait for my elevator...CODE RED. Honestly, my first thought was "I threw that dang coffee maker out!" When they announced the location, I had to frown, because that wing technically doesn't exist. It's the lobby. Also, I'm literally the only person on this floor, so I dutifully call my floor's headcount to the front desk and stand by for further instructions, near an exit. The good news: It was a short in the alarm system. No fire. Last night: At home, as I'm going to sleep, I see a white flash of light out of the corner of my eye. Residual trauma of the coffee maker incident flares up and I immediately get up and inspect every outlet on that side of the room, plus the (currently unplugged) fan. As it happens again, I realize it was headlights from outside reflecting off the wall due to the angle of my bedroom window. The takeaway lesson: Plant Ops isn't kidding when they want to check your electrical appliances for approval. Don't be the person who either fries my favorite doctor or burns the hospital down with your ancient coffeemaker.
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    Ain't no fire now, it's gone...

    What can I say? I cope with humor.
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    Blast from the past...

    And here I thought being stressed was just a common side effect of nursing.
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    Blast from the past...

    I'm not laughing - I'd be sitting on the couch next to you watching it!
  10. If someone can't be a good example, they might become a horrible warning.
  11. And: Go on to your BSN right away, kid. Don't think that year or two gap will cure your academic fatigue, because you'll jump right in to working full-time and eventually two years will become 13. (I did go back to school, and am now proudly working on my MSN, but I could have been further along in my career by now if I'd done it sooner).
  12. Eventually, there will be a day when you will fail to be surprised by a patient's antics. Impressed, perhaps, but not surprised.
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    Happy dance!

    I'm so excited! My background is in pediatrics, but I've done time in psych nursing, which is another specialty I love. It's given me a lot of valuable experiences, especially as I've moved up the ladder into administrative roles/education, but while working on my MSN, I decided it was time for me to return to the medical world with my little ones. So...I took a chance and applied to the local big-name children's hospital, which is a place I love and have always wanted to work. I applied to two different positions. Interview #1 didn't work out. Interview #2, the position on a transitional unit that I wanted the most? OFFER LETTER RECEIVED THIS WEEK. Audreysmagic is going back to her roots! I'm a little wistful to be leaving my current employer, as I have a lot of great co-workers here, but it's time to do what's right for my career, especially as I want to do a post-masters PNP (my MSN focus is Clinical Nursing Education). (They made it easier on me this morning, LOL, when I arrived to do an in-service and they dumped a bunch of other stuff in my lap. :-D) And it's a dream job at my dream hospital. I'm sitting here pinching myself to believe it, honestly. Just had to share my excitement with those who would understand it! *initiate Snoopy dance*
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    Happy dance!

    Funny enough, I was in Albuquerque this weekend...I must've taken a right on the way back, because I ended up in Reality...
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    Happy dance!

    Thanks, guys! I went away for the weekend and my current job welcomed me back with a burst pipe issue... So this made me smile for sure when I logged back in!
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    Happy dance!

    Thanks! I'm really excited. I've been longing to get back to working with small people...
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    How do you decompress?

    I love the trend of adult coloring books. I have one specifically for nurses...it's a little sassy (ie, "The 'H' out front doesn't stand for hotel!"), but it sure helps with the stress relief!
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    How do you decompress?

    Writing (or plotting, anyhow...somehow, that's always more fun than the actual writing), chatting with a friend/family, watching something nerdy or that I don't have to think hard about, snuggling with my kitties (well, the one that will snuggle) or my baby niece...bath bombs... Less financially advisable, but I have also been known to book impulsive trips for my weekends off to give myself something to look forward to. And laugh all you want, but I'm of an age where the original Power Rangers was my must-watch TV as a kid...lately, I've been watching it because I have the DVDs...occasionally groaning at the cheesiness, but mostly just enjoying the 90's nostalgia.
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    The ballad of the lonely educator

    So I was supposed to have an inservice, like...15 minutes ago...but no one's showed up. This isn't exactly the first time I've been stood up, and it's one of multiple sessions, but...still. I have to be here because someone will claim they showed up and no one was there if I go...but there are about 50 other things I could be spending this hour doing. (Historically, it's been like pulling teeth to get people to come, even though they SAY they enjoy my presentations...thus far, my suggestion of using the old mechanical restraints to get the staff to come have been promptly veto'd.) So, I present to you, In This Room (The Ballad of the Lonely Educator), to be sung to the tune of the old Beach Boys hit, In My Room In this room, I sit alone, me and my laptop, too In this room, in this room, in this room, in this room In this room I was to teach some staff a thing or two In my room, in my room, in my room, in my room Do some browsing and some grousing Stare at the door and pray Do some eye-rolling and cajoling Dream of my off days… Now it's ten minutes past the start but I’m not even mad (Yes, I am), (Yes, I am), (Yes, I am), (Yes, I am) I could do something more productive But I’m stuck right here ‘Cause there’s a session after this one Won’t someone come hear? The lights are bright; it’s cold in here, but I’ll just browse AN… In this room, in this room, in this room, in this room…
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    Nursing Uniforms: From Skirts to Scrubs and Beyond

    Not sure what side of the argument you're on, but I'd like to see it, myself. I had a "fun" hair color for awhile, while it was not outside of my hospital's dress-code policy (they later changed it, alas, and so I changed my hair)...I found that it really engaged a lot of my adolescent clients. They got excited about the hair color and that opened the door to me being able to interview them without the automatic "you're an adult in authority" suspicion.
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    Nursing Uniforms: From Skirts to Scrubs and Beyond

    The cape, I admit, could be awkward and it's an infection control nightmare. BUT I STILL WANT ONE. I keep promising myself that for Halloween, I'm going to do an old-school nursing uniform just so I can get myself that dang cape. Fun memory: My mom's a nurse, too, and when I was a kid, she still had the cap. I remember that it sat on her dresser, and I used to sneak into my parents' room frequently to put it on and "play nurse." At the time, nursing was not my career goal (per her memories, I wanted to be a flower when I grew up), but how time changes things...
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    You Misspelled "Domestic Violence"

    Ruby, thank you so much for this. As a domestic violence survivor myself, I had your previous article on it sitting in an open tab for a long time, trying to find the right words to respond. As a writer, I rarely find myself lacking them, but your story hit home hard. I, too, found myself in a relationship with an individual with some mental health issues and found myself making excuses and falling victim to gaslighting...even while working as a nurse in a position where I counseled many domestic violence victims. I could see it in everyone but myself, until an incident that made me see it starkly for what it was. Downplaying can be so dangerous, and I know how easily it happens. It's bad enough when the victim does it, but when those around them pitch in, the situation gets even worse.
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    GoFundMe

    I share a birthday (obvs not the same year ;)) with Lucille Ball...she's one of my comedy inspirations! I nicknamed my writing muse "Lucy," as she's always got some 'splainin' to do... My theory on the GoFundMe is that most of them don't succeed, I don't have to give, and while it's unfortunate that the worthy ones (like for medical expenses, etc) even need to exist, it's always my choice to give to them or not. So ridiculous ones can exist, but I don't worry about it. Now...leaving that serious note behind, who wants to pay for my MSN tuition?
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    The ballad of the lonely educator

    UGH...so, venting time. Came in to do another session of this in-service, on my day off...my plan was to do it and go home (then come back for my afternoon sessions, as I don't live far). Apparently, someone figured since I'd be here anyway, they'd put me down to cover the open RN Supervisor slot. I probably would have done it, honestly, if they'd asked me...but no one ASKED. It's not the having to stay here so much (as annoying as that is, because I did have lunch plans) as the assumption that I'd just do it so no big deal...
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    Would this shirt get me into trouble in class?

    Agreed. It just feels too...narcissistic. Like, I smile when other people tag me in nurses-save-lives memes because they're thinking of me, and they appreciate what I do. But posting them myself feels like Bart Simpson banging pots and pans going "I am so great, I am so great!" I have a few nursing t-shirts, but they're all of a less "look how great I am" and more of a meme type (fitting my sense of humor)...such as the "Keep Calm, I'm a Nurse, I've Seen Worse"...
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