Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Wednesday - It's Hump Day!

Geez, is it hump-day already?  This week is speeding by!  I took advantage of the fact that Caleb was over at David's Thurs-Sun and worked every single day.  On Monday I could hardly sleep because I had a killer earache.  Didn't sleep much that night either and had to go to Court on Tuesday on a patient I had arrested in the ER.  Didn't sleep much last night either.  And, Caleb is on early release all this week due to Parent/Teacher conferences.  I do work tonight, but hopefully will get a chance to sleep a little bit more tomorrow.  Ugh.

Speaking of work...Not a lot moves me these days in the ER I'm sad to say.  But last night I had this 28 year old lady I started out having words with, and ended up not letting her see me cry.  She was having a miscarriage and screaming her head off (and I don't mean moaning and groaning, I mean "It hurts" "I'm dying" "Somebody help me") at the top of her voice.  I went in her room and gripped her out telling her she was not only disrupting the entire ER but was only making herself feel worse and that I would be back in a few minutes with some pain medicines.  I know 90% of her behavior was anxiety, but someone had to get control as she was hysterical.  At any rate, she completely miscarried in the ER an approximate 4 month fetus.  I was moving her from the female exam room to another room and when she stood up the placenta and fetus was on the bed.  I quickly covered it up but not before she saw it.  She started crying and crying.  I tried to reassure her and tell her it wasn't her fault, that this was God's way of taking care of the little ones who were too sick to make it being born.  I started wheeling her out of the room and she started screaming again "My baby, my baby!"  I just stopped, hugged her, and whispered in her ear "Let me and God take care of your baby."  She just quietly sobbed after that.  Once I got her settled in the other room I went back, picked up the fetus to put it in a specimen jar and send down to pathology and I just started crying and saying "I'm so sorry little baby.  It's all better now, you don't feel any pain now."  So, just every once in a while something happens in the ER and God reminds me that I do care.

Does anyone else have Direct TV?  When David and I separated I moved into an apartment.  I didn't realize that they were wired exclusively for Qwest and Direct TV.  I've had Cox Cable for 15 years.  Well, probably wouldn't be sooo bad except I have to go through my "representative" for the apartment to schedule anything.  First, it took me 7 days to get my phone hooked up through Qwest.  Then it took me 10 days to get my TV turned on and then they only brought one receiver and not the DVR like I wanted.  I thought I could just hook up any TV in any room (like cable) and watch it but without the extended channels available with the receiver...WRONG!  So I finally had a few extra dollars and bought a new receiver from Best Buy and thought I could just hook it up and install it myself...WRONG!  Okay, so I thought I could just call Direct TV and have the help me....WRONG!  Geez.  I had to go through my "representative" to schedule a technician to come out and install the new receiver which is another 14 days.  Then they show up today while I'm sleeping instead of Saturday like they are supposed to so I missed them.  This has been a nightmare and I've been dealing with this since NOVEMBER!  I hate it and if I could afford to lose $2K for breaking my lease I would.  Ugh! Anyone else have nightmare stories?

Well on that note, I had better hop in the shower.  Hope everyone is doing okay!

  Ciao!  De ;)

PS:  Here is a link to a slide show of Rachel's wedding.  Made me cry and I'm just the Aunt, lol.

http://www.table4photography.com/shows/GarrettShow/


10 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG... just awful... It must have been so hard... I would have cried too, not in front of her either, but I would have.  You rock... Cable companies suck by the way!  lol

be well,
Dawn

Anonymous said...

what a wonderful slide show, De! I cried too and I'm just a friend of the aunt's, LOL. I hope they always stay that happy and that much in love!

betty

Anonymous said...

De i didn't know you were going through so much:( keeping you in prayer my friend

Deb

Anonymous said...

that is such a sad story but I like the way you told her that you and God would take care of the baby.I think all tv and computer companies band together to make people insane. I once live in an apartment. with cable. After I had cable a month, the partment complex decided they would provide cabe.so they had to unhook my cable and hook it up again. They hooked it up on the opposite side of the room from my TV and told me to rearrange my furniture! Then I got a bill from the cable company for 500$!
Marti

Anonymous said...

Wowie De! I feel really sad that yuo have to go through your rpovider to get tv hooked up! It sounds like you have enough on your plate!
love,nat

Anonymous said...

No wonder you had to go and have a little private weep ,Of course you care ..love Jan xx

Anonymous said...

Oh how lovely I have just viewed the wedding pictures ,absolutely beautiful ..love Jan xx

Anonymous said...

De,

Wow, I can't even begin to imagine.  I know the last thing my attending wanted was for our patient to deliver in the E.D. and I know what you must have been going through... thanks for admitting to showing emotion... I know sometimes it seems we (medical professional) are criticized that we don't show enough... Veronica

Anonymous said...

wow that's sad about the lady in the ER..
Sorry i haven't been by..i don't seem to be getting alerts..
hope you are doing okay
Lyn

Anonymous said...

Hi De, I'm finally here!!! I'm making the journal rounds to catch up and turn back on alerts......you are now up and running in Poohland :)
I'm so sorry you had to deal with such a sad & emotional thing at work, it was such a sad story. I'm so glad you were there to bring the Mom some comfort and knowing you handled the little baby with such care.....well, that was a blessing.

Pooh Hugs,
Linda