Ranting About the ER

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2014-02-09T15:20:00.000-05:00

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Observation and rant about the observed.

2013-05-17T21:43:00.002-04:00

So, on my way home from work I stopped at a gas station to get a snack for my ride home. There was 3 or 4 ppl ahead of me. The lady that I was directly behind had her daughter with her, whom was not just over weight or obese for her age, but morbidly obese at the ripe ol' age of 8 or 9. The girl had a bag of chips in her hand and picked up one of the red-hot sausages and said, "Mama, can I get

Pet Peeves

2013-03-16T21:13:00.002-04:00

So, I recently moved from a rural ER to a pretty fucking huge level 2 trauma center ER. Yeah, I like it. It's a lot to take in, but I like it. But in moving to this new facility, I found some things are just universal; or at least they are in my southern redneck of the woods. And this is where I'm gonna let it out. My biggest pet peeves... for the moment. The first

You know... Nutt'in

2012-05-08T05:28:00.000-04:00

I walk into the Pts room. "Hi, Frequent Flyer, I'm Bitchy Nurse. What brought you in to see us today? Oh I see on your sign-in sheet. You're having low back pain? Any N/V? Any blood in your pee? Any pain when you pee? Any vaginal discharge or itching?" *tongue pop* "Well my back be'en painen me for two days on my lef' side. Naw, I ain't been having no trouble goin' to duh bafroom. But *pause*

Frustration...

2011-05-18T22:25:00.000-04:00

So, over the last few months I've noticed that I've become more and more bitchy at work. And not my typical "bold like a lion" self. More like mean like a snake. And it's not the patients. It's the freaking cynical people I work with. Not all of them, granted. But some of them just are always so negative. It only takes one bad apple to spoil the bunch, right? Well, I'm easily spoiled. I

OMG...

2011-01-17T13:26:00.000-05:00

So, this episode has absolutely NOTHING to do with the ER. But it does have to do with death, grief and mourning.Today, on this miserable, rainy, wet, cold and dreary day...I have turned thirty. Yep that's right, folks, my twenties have died. They were having SOB and went into respiratory distress yesterday, along with all the idiot chief complaints I saw sign in yesterday at the front desk of

Hospital Overflow...sacrificing patient safety.

2011-01-02T04:35:00.001-05:00

So, I was supposed to report to work on Jan. 1, 2011 and work from 3p to 3a. I called the ER at 14:00 and they said not to come in until 7p unless contacted otherwise because we were slow. At 17:30 they called me in b/c apparantly shit had officially hit the fan. I get to work and they float me to our "admit unit" (take ER pts and do the admission assessment on them then send them to

Rants...

2011-01-01T04:19:00.000-05:00

I love my job in the ER. Love it. I have ADHD and it's the perfect environment for me. The ability to not focus on one thing for too long works great in the ER. But I have frustrations. I need to get it out. I feel like I'm the only one that has these thoughts. So here go:This is not my first career. I have had a career in the clerical/secretarial world for about 10-13 years. I can push