(Forgive the early submission this week. Got a busy day tomorrow and last week's thread has just changed its code status to DNR, with a discharge to hospice. Thankfully, most of the family agrees. Unfortunately, one person thinks I'm trying to get more inheritance than Farawyn, but thankfully that's what probate lawyers are for.)
This week, I have learned:
Creatinine can go from 9 to 1.9 in 12 hours. Then 0.65, 24 hours after that, with 13,000 mL out in two shifts.
If you're prepared to ask if your patient group can be split up tomorrow, be prepared to be made out to be an a-hole in front of the rest of the staff just for asking.
My legs are a-holes.
Furry woodland creatures are terrifying.
Metoprolol is a hell of a drug.
Cardiologists should consult nephrologists for beta blocker dosing once a creatinine hits, like, 2.
Some patients would rather walk across the room to pull the code blue button rather then push the nurse call button on their remote they've had glued to their hands for days.
It appears the end of August is "Celebrate Right Before Shift Change Disasters" season.
There are two miserable ladies who post in every thread. But now I'll never know who they are.
There is a person with an STD in their colostomy stoma.
An iPhone can delete all of your contacts in one area code and rename all of your contacts 'Steve'.
I am incredibly frustrated that hospitalists don't clarify code status at admission. Families are SHOCKED to consider that just because their kids know what they want, doesn't mean we'll know.
The State Highway Administration employs archaeologists.
My baby turns 8 tomorrow. I remember feeling impatience at the end of that pregnancy because I wanted to KNOW her. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, and has grown more so with every passing year. As fulfilled as I am by being a nurse (I was one of those disgusting "called to it" nurses. Wear gloves when you read my posts, friends. That icky stuff might be contagious.), being Mommy is my one true superpower. :)
Last I checked people were responding. Have they stopped?
Don't the general public get their knickers in a twist about nurse slang most of the time?
This is a little OT. I am so glad I'm not on FB, but I've learned that I really don't mind when a friend texts me and says "OMG, you should SEE what she just put on FB!!!"
I have a pregnant lab mate who got sick in lab (morning sickness combined with low blood sugar, she almost passed out) so while my friend kept her sitting in the chair I held the biohazard bag while she let loose.
I looked at my friend and go "I think some chili cheese fries sound great for lunch."
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I have a pregnant lab mate who got sick in lab (morning sickness combined with low blood sugar, she almost passed out) so while my friend kept her sitting in the chair I held the biohazard bag while she let loose.
I looked at my friend and go "I think some chili cheese fries sound great for lunch."
We got some and they were delicious.
I miss being pregnant & chili cheese fries sound good!
Yes, being on Topamax makes you unable to find your words.
I was teaching at "the school that shall not be named" that I mentioned in "the thread that shall not be named" when I started on Topamax. I could never think of the word I needed to use.
I was always, "you know, the pink flippy thing with the clicker whatchamadoodle.."
And we wonder why the resulting MAs were incompetent?? HA!
On the bright side, Topamax destroys all desire for sweets. I haven't eaten a dessert since 2009 and my words came back after a few months.
I have left temporal lobe epilepsy and when I've had seizure activity, I get nominal aphasia. That crap sucks.
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This is a little OT. I am so glad I'm not on FB, but I've learned that I really don't mind when a friend texts me and says "OMG, you should SEE what she just put on FB!!!"
and then tells me.