(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. :)
Weddings are much more fun when there is an open bar. Unfortunately, it didn't give any guys enough courage to ask me to dance. My liver is suffering. So good night!
I learned that art festivals are dangerous places for me. I want all the things! Except for the creepy dolls that were painted and mutilated so that they looked like possessed zombies; I'll take a pass on those.
And also, I've decided that one day I absolutely need to own a collection of fancy, hand-crafted wine goblets.
Weddings are much more fun when there is an open bar. Unfortunately, it didn't give any guys enough courage to ask me to dance. My liver is suffering. So good night!
Some people think the PVT deserves a class action lawsuit & that a lawyer could do some lawyering & get the people their $200. Ya'know cause those people who were charged deserve it.
I followed my own advice and kept away from the reply button when they started the lawsuit noises. Seriously?
You cheat (and you know you're cheating because you deliberately enter fraudulent information) to get results sooner, and then want to sue if the company takes your money anyway, even though you never had any intention of paying them (as evidenced by the fraudulent information knowingly given).
Why do I have a hard time wrapping my brain around that kind of thinking??
OrganizedChaos, LVN
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Go to settings & there should be an allnurses setting & then let the app have access to your photos.