jae501

There are was to "play the game" and keep your integrity. I was terminated from a job a year ago because, I have this "attitude problem" that causes me to be a patient advocate and stand up for what is right by my patients and staff and not what is in the best interest of the facility's financial gain (I know, shame on me- I'm a MONSTER). I stood up for what was moral and ethical and did lose my job- looking back, I'd do it again, but perhaps with a different approach... I now am learning how to play the game- I am not phony by any means, but I smile a lot (even when I want to choke the hell out of someone) and even when the stress level is high, I keep that smile on my goofy face. Unfortunately, nursing has become more of a customer service industry than a helping/healing one. Keep on My Dear- Try, even when the day is the suckiest of suck, plaster a big smile on and speak kindly- go in a room alone when your smile is about to choke you and frown, cry, or whatever- Come back out and keep moving. Be stern but supportive to your staff and remember we are NOT perfect- Orders will be missed or jacked up occasionally- Just own it, and be better next time. I always felt it was a "kissing ass" thing as well, which IS NOT me by any stretch. I'm a realist with high standards and no tolerance for ignorance or laziness. I do not want my staff's laziness to reflect on me, because I do know I am good at what I do- BUT even with the high standards, I have come to realize, what my 100% is and what someone else's is, is different. Give your 100%. At the end of the day what isn't done, can be delegated to the next shift- What they choose to do (or not do) with it is on THEM. Leave work at work. Be warm and loving. It doesn't make you a kiss ass. I wish you the best Squirrely18. If it doesn't work out- Maybe take some time and reflect on what you really want- Not based on a paycheck- What your heart needs.

'Bob' was one of the cute little old 92 year old men, big ears, balding head and glasses that were now too big for his face- 'Bob' liked to try to get out of his wheelchair and walk... even though he couldn't, and even with a tab alarm (that he was able to disarm) he still would get up. On his most recent fall he scuffed his chin nose and forehead pretty good- When I saw him a couple days after the incident I asked him what happened, he replied "I bit the floor, it bit back" then he gets this huge grin on his face- I asked him what he was smiling at "I can see your boobs" I was bent down to be eye level with him in his wheelchair- I cried with laughter. The other night, I had a resident off the reservation with delusions and anxiety. In the midst of her going kookoo-banana sandwich, my sweet little 'Kitty', who has been very sick and inactive in activities as of recent, looks at the med tech and says "Can you give her a pill? Or give me one."

Thank goodness I found this thread tonight because I have the most perfect thing to add to it! Pt: *calls nurses* "Hello there, are you there?" CN: Yes? Good evening? How may I help you? Pt: "Oh I'm just so constipated! Please bring me some eye drops!" I've never laughed so hard after I got off the phone!!! The Patient was 100% with it cognitively too. Must have been some pretty powerful eyedrops Anal glaucoma?

I've always wanted to JUST ONCE call in and when they ask 'Why?' say "I have anal glaucoma"... But, seeing as I don't call out, and, my current employer is pretty OK, I don't see that happening anytime soon- But one day, oh yes, One.Day... (cue evil laughter)

I worked with a doc named Dwayne Pool... Yeah, he had heard that a time or two.

I have worked with a Dr. who went by her middle name as her first- Storm. Pretty kick-ass name (she was a pretty kick-ass Dr too). Also, have come across the following: Scholastica, Tequlia, Tequila Sunrise, Doddy, Bunni, Mint (Armentia, which I find beautiful), a boy named Female (pronounced Fe mal ay), Scout, Striker, Oden, Thor... Many others that are sports related by people I went to school with had kids.