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Thursday, January 14, 2010

Head Nursing Exposure Week 1

I hope there's something like:
JOB HIRING: Head Nurse
...'cause I'd definitely apply for the job. For just three days, I already love Head Nursing.

First day was fine. Just like any firsts, the feeling is ambivalent. Excitement, nervousness, innocence, whatever. Oh! How can I forget to mention the airhead juniors who are so disrespectful and so mister-or-miss-i-know-everything-and-im-way-better-than-you-a******?

Well, for the second day we finished early. I guess the highlight would be this: A misunderstanding happened between this SN (student nurse) and this particular nurse trainee who assumes that SNs know ALL hospital procedures. It ended up that this staff with a scandalous mouth made a hell of a noise in the station which was of course heard by everyone. The HN (head nurse) then explained to this a**-kisser that not all hospital procedures (paperworks) are done by the SNs. The commotion was later on settled.

The airheads, by the way, were better on day 2. Though if I were their PCI (practicing clinical instructor), I wouldn't even help them make the headings for each sheet on the chart. I wonder why they don't know how to make the charting, read the IVF level, and even check a patient's blood pressure.

Press rewind. On to day 1.
The nurse trainee (see above) received the complaint of Patient B thru the doctor. Allegedly, the trainee insisted that this drug was for patient B when in fact it's for the other patient. The trainee, should I say, was combative when doctor told her that the patient would like to make a complain in black and white. She had a discussion with the attending physician and she insisted that what patient B complained was not true.

The doctor called the attention of the station's head nurse for the second time. He relayed to the HN what the patient told him during the rounds. This junior took the patient's vital signs. For the blood pressure, here's the picture: BP cuff was on patient's arm......... and the stethoscope was left hanging over his neck. Junior to Client: "110 over 80, Sir".

Third day ended up unexpectedly funny. Bloopers during endorsement time! :)
(Staff: "relax lang... inhale.. inhale, hold your breath. inhale, hold your breath.)
Resident-in-charge -------     PRESIDENT-in-charge
Dr. Estuart             -------     Dr. ESTRAUT
                                             (Staff: "ano yan? parang bell sprout? plants vs zombies? Isordil!!!)

The phone's ringing and I was the closest to it, so I answered calls on behalf of the staff during endorsement. There's this one time, the phone's ringing again. I became tired of answering and was hesitant. I decided to pick the phone up then I looked at Gg, she made the move towards the ringing phone and picked it up. The phone's still ringing. She picked up the wrong phone! The ringing phone was the intercom. :) Toinx. I ended up answering it anyways. :) The shame that's supposed to be mine was hers. Hehehe :) Peace, Rara. :)

Sunday, January 10, 2010

The Holidays

Due to exhaustion most of the days of the holidays, I have this blog post late.

Well, I love Christmas vacations. Who doesn't? I get to take a break from school (my last Christmas break as a student), get to be with my HS berx, and just chillax, hit the streets and the malls for some shopping spree. I've got to say I was broke after all the purchasing of gifts and some personal stuffs I wanted for my self. Thank goodness school is back and now I'm saving bucks.

Dec 21 is a date I always love every year 'cause it's our Berx Anniversary. :) And we're 5 and counting. ♥ Though we were never ever complete except for our Berx' "birth" date, I always look forward to Dec 21. No matter if we're all broke, or just completely insane, I ♥ being with them. And I ♥ them all.

However, the highlight for my Christmas '09 is the one-night-only caroling I had with my girlfriends --Kara, Cha, Rysa.  Kara never caroled houses even when she was just little. I just can't remember if Cha and Rysa doesn't have that kind of experience as well. (As for me, I had lots of memories of those. Hehe.)

For almost 2 hours, we had 190 quid then Rysa's mom gave us 500 without us singing. So we sang the 3 sets of songs we had prepared. We had 690, in total.

Days before Christmas, houses in Cha's neighborhood was caught by fire. 20 families, we heard, were struck by the unfortunate event. Christmas is a time of giving. With what we were able to gather on our caroling night and a lil amount from our pockets, we bought some goods out of it and donate it to those who needs it all the more at that moment. So there.

The holidays was also an opportunity for me to donate some of my glittering blood. Haha! Gauge 16 was real big. Seriously. I've had g20 and g18, yet no other compares to g16. Whenever I'm being punctured by whatsoever kind of syringe or needles for whatever kind of procedure, I always look at how they pierce me.When I saw the lumen of g16, sheesh. I looked away when the Red Cross personnel hit my blood vessel. I just can't look at how that big-of-a-needle will go thru my skin and into my artery. It doesn't take long to fill a bag. I guess I've filled it within 10-15 minutes. I'd definitely do it again in March or April. :)

Helping out never felt this good. And I hope in every season, in every day, God will give us the opportunity to help others even in the smallest of things. Not just in Christmases. :)

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Just a Statement

I love being skeptical at almost everything. Period.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Blanc


One thing I knew about myself is that I can be as apathetic as one can be. I may seem like I don't care, I don't mind, I don't notice... but heck, I do. Reining my tongue under the most tempting moments to spit out my venom is possible. I've got to say that I always use this "skill".

This blog of mine has its tag line, "I'm biting on my tongue but not sitting on my hands and so.. I blog up!". However there are moments that it would be safe and serene if I'd keep these hands from typing the words I want to scream in the face.

For the few weeks I've been inactive, I have been busy making sure that my tongue won't slash off heads and that my hands are well-secured that I won't send even a teeny-weeny bit of information leading people to think that they're dead in my head. Haha! (I love playing with words ♥)

Oh well... Time heals all wounds, they say. Yet wounds yield scars... scars which reminds us of the past... past which includes who did the wound in the first place. LOL!

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