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Tuesday, 29 September 2009

  • Docs.

    Doctors are great, I think we can all agree. They put in some stinking ridiculous long hours, work hard, and usually really do care about their patients. I have had the pleasure of knowing and working with some really great doctors.

    But. Some are a little too proud of the fact that they are what they are. Not saying they can't be proud. Shoot, I would be. But some on. Let's not forget that you are human (gasp!!) and are not always correct. You are also not too good to help your nurses.

    My patient today was morbidly obese. My preceptor and I were attempting to turn her so we could put a clean sheet under her. The woman weighs almost 400 pounds. So we were not succeeding. So, right as I was talking about how I was going to go grab some help, this resident walks in. Young guy, strapping and tall. He hears me say I was going to go get help and says "Ya'll seem to be having some trouble". I said that yeah, we needed a lot of help to move this woman. I grabbed some other people and we went back in and proceeded to move the patient, while the resident just stood there and watched. Yeah. Then, after we moved her and were sweating and breathing hard, we go out to do some charting, and there sits two more doctors, an intern and a resident, at our desk. We asked if they were busy, and they said no, they were just discussing something. So my nurse proceeded to ask them to move out of our place so we could get our work done. You'd have thought I had just smacked someone's grandmother from the look I got from these two. Holy crap.

    Cockiness doesn't even begin to describe it. Its not my job to cater to some punk doctor. Its my job to take care of the people who need it. Clearly they aren't teaching that in med school these days. Respect your nurses. They can and will save your ass someday.

Sunday, 30 August 2009

  • Its been awhile.

    I made it to and through my experience in Rhode Island. And boy, was it an experience.

    It was the hardest five weeks of my life. But I had tons and tons of fun. Ok, yeah, we got up at 3:30 everyday to work out and get yelled at. Sure, the first week they would storm in each morning screaming and cursing, kicking our doors down. And yes, being without your cell phone while simultaneously missing the crap out of your loved ones makes for some nights of pure pitifulness. But, I met some truly awesome people who I will never forget, and have the fortune of working with many of them. It was like living with 45 of your best buddies, and you didn't really have time to be lonely. Going into Newport on liberty in our summer whites (i.e., "Top Gun" uniforms) and getting photo requests from tourists and special treatment in bars and restaurants (um, hello VIP room and free drinks!) was quite amazing, and it was also cool when total strangers would come up and thank us for our service.

    I almost miss it. I was running like hell to get out of there, haha, so I could see my family again. But it was some solid good times. I am a push-ups champ now.

    So here I am, in my house in the historic district of Portsmouth, Virginia, with an all access pass to Norfolk and Virginia Beach. I live 5 minutes from work...very nice for when those early morning 12 hours shifts start. Nevermind that I could be deployed in 6 months...a prospect I am kinda excited about but petrified of at the same time.

    But, I do miss Nashville. I miss my family, I miss my college friends. I miss this time of the year in Cookeville when things are getting started up and there is an air of excitement and anticipation throughout the campus. And its kinda a tear-jerker to know that it is the end of an era, and that although I am always welcome back to school and old friends, it will be as the person on the outside looking in. Kinda weird.

    Oh well, time to get life moving!

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