I work in a small community hospital. This sort of nursing is supposed to be fairly low-stress.... Anyway, here is my night.
1. One patient, seven patients, then six patients
2. One Fresh post-operative knee replacement who bled two liters out of his drain, has his drain blood re-infused, was transfused of two units donated blood, and had a reaction to Demerol requiring Narcan (antidote)
3. Two confused patients get up by themselves (no one is hurt, thankfully)
4. Two IVs started on: a mentally challenged 30 year old who's already been stuck four times, and a 39 year old heart patient who's been stuck three times.
5. One tornado warning
6. Two hours with all our sick, elderly, confused, and critical patients out in the hall
7. Seven hours of sleep
The sleep wasn't enough.
I love my job, and this is why.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
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That's why I don't want to be nurse, Daddy.
Plus I got to sleep through the tornado warning.
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