Today is the end of my 4 week long lifting restriction, and to celebrate the occasion, I got a new job! I just took a new travel assignment in a gigantic ER in central Texas which should be a real good time. I'm looking forward to working in a busy ER again so I will have plenty of ridiculous stories to share, starting in November.
In the meantime, enjoy this story from ye olde days at Home Hospital:
I swear I was on candid camera this last shift. Except it wasn't
funny, it was infuriating. And no one yelled "you're on candid camera!"
at the end. Also the guy smelled weird. Like bacon. Which usually smells
great, but not when it's coming from a person.
could do nothing right. He's a cardiac work up, so I tried to put the leads
on and he wouldn't let me. But he let the nurse next to me put them on.
felt mildly short of breath. I tried to put the O2 cannula on and he refused. But he let the doctor put one on his face.
asked the dude if the nitro had resolved his chest pain. He told me yes. But five minutes later the doc asks if the nitro resolved his pain, and he
goes, "uh no, and I don't know why the nurse didn't tell you that I
The doc then offers morphine which the patient accepts. I
remember that the patient had listed morphine as an allergy, so I tell
the doc to hold the order while I ask the patient again. But the guy says,
"well yeah I told you that but I'm not really allergic to it."
To top it all off, I'm in the room getting everything together for admission to the cardiac floor and overhearing the patients' conversation with a family member. Included was the phrase, "this nurse has been the worst. She hasn't listened to anything I've said the whole time here! I'm never coming back to this hospital."
Le sigh. I can't win.