Monday, August 8, 2005

You're An ER Nurse If...

You ever have one of those days?  Well I just had one of those nights.  You know what they say about assholes...well everyone has one and they were all at the ER last night.  Ahhhhh!  The specials of the night were revolving "attitudes" and "freaken idots".  Well, this was posted in the bathroom (where we get all our important communication) and it just so totally fit that I had to put it in my blog today.  This is not meant to offend, just amuse...

 

YOU KNOW YOU ARE AN ER NURSE IF...

*You believe that 90% of people are a poor excuse for protoplasm

*Discussing dismemberment over a gourmet meal seems perfectly normal to you

*You believe a good tape job will fix anything

*You have the bladder capacity of five people

*You can identify the positive teeth to tattoo ratio

*Your idea of a good time is a full arrest at shift change

*You find humor in other people’s stupidity

*You believe in aerial spraying of Prozac

*You disbelieve 90% of what you are told and 75% of what you see

*You have your weekends off planned for a year in advance

*You automatically assume the patient is a drug seeker when presented with the complaint of a migraine, lower back pain, chronic myalgia (choose one of the above), a list of numerous allergies to meds (except Demerol), and the statement that “the family doctor is out of town

*Your idea of comforting a child includes placing them in a papoose restraint

*You encourage an obnoxious patient to sign out AMA so you don’t have to deal with them any longer

*You believe the “shallow gene pool” should be a recognized diagnosis

*You have discovered a new condition that you call “hypo-xanax-emia

*You believe that the government should require a permit to reproduce

*You debate which is worse, spaghetti and meatballs or pizza and beer, while performing gastric lavage

*You plan your dinner break while lavaging an overdose patient

*You believe that “ask-a-nurse” is an evil plot thought up by Satan

*You believe that unspeakable evils will befall you if the phrase “wow, it’s really quite” is uttered

*You threaten to strangle anyone who even starts to say the “Q” word when the ER is even remotely calm

*You refer to Friday as NH Dump Day, and you don’t mean New Hampshire

*Your diet consists of food that has gone through more processing than most companies

*You believe chocolate is a food group

*You take it as a compliment when someone calls you a dirty name

*You say to yourself “great veins” when looking at complete strangers

*You have ever referred to someone’s death as a transfer to the eternal care unit

*You don’t think a referral to Dr. Kevorkian is inappropriate

*You have ever referred to someone’s death as a celestial transfer

*You have ever answered a “lost condom” phone call

*You refer to someone in severe respiratory distress as a “smurf

*Your idea of a good time is dueling shock rooms

*You have ever wanted to hold a seminar entitled “Suicide…Doing It Right!” (see my “Where Do You Stand entry)

*You feel that most suicide attempts should be given a free subscription to “Guns and Ammo” magazine

*You believe that “too stupid to live” should be a diagnosis

*You have ever had to leave a patient’s room before you laugh uncontrollably

*You have ever wanted to reply “yes” when someone calls and asks “Is my (husband, wife, mother, brother, friend, etc) there?

*You have ever issued a “dead head” alert

*You have ever referred to the ER Doc or triage nurse as a “shit magnet

*Your favorite hallucinogenic is exhaustion

*You think that caffeine should be available in IV form

*You have ever restrained someone and was not a sexual experience

*Your most common assessment question is “what changed -----tonight, to make it an emergency after 6hours, days, weeks, years)?

*You have witnessed the charge nurse muttering down the hallway “who’s in charge of this mess anyway?

*You refer to vegetables and are not talking about a food group

*You have ever used the phrase “health care reform” to instill fear into your coworkers’ hearts

*You believe the waiting room should be equipped with a Valium fountain

*You play poker by betting ectopics on EKG strips

*You believe a “supreme being consult” is your patient’s only hope

*You want lab to order a “dumb shit profile

*You are totally astounded when someone from a NH is understandable

*You have been exposed to so many X-rays that you consider radiation a form of birth control

*You believe your patient is demonically possessed

*You have ever had a patient look you straight in the eye and say “I have no idea how that got stuck in there!

*You believe that waiting room time should be proportional to length of time from symptom onset (“you’ve had the pain for three weeks…well have a seat in the waiting room and we’ll get to you in three days”)

*You know the phone number to the local Detox Center by heart (especially appropriate at my ER)

*You have ever had a patient say, “…but, I’m not pregnant; I can’t be pregnant; how can I be having a baby?

*You have ever had a patient control his seizures when offered some food

*You carry your own set of keys to the “leathers

*Your idea of gambling is an ETOH level pool instead of football pool

*Your bladder expands to the same size as a Winnebago’s water tank

*Your feet are slightly flatter and tougher than Fred Flintstone’s

*Your immune system is so well developed that it has been known to attack squirrels in the backyard

*You get an almost irresistible urge to stand and wolf your food even in the nicest restaurants

*Your idea of fine dining is anywhere you can sit down to eat

*You have a special shrine in your home to the inventor of Haldol

*Your idea of an X-ray prep is a second dose of Haldol

*Your idea of a CT prep includes Norcuron and a vent

*You have recurring nightmares about being knocked to the floor and run over by a portable X-ray machine

*Your nursing shoes have been seized and quarantined by either the Centers for Disease Control in Atlanta, OSHA, the EPA, or the Nuclear Regulatory Commission

*You’re able to tell the difference between a medical order and the ground around a poultry farm

*You’ve been chipping away at your BSN for longer than most people take a doctorate (not me!)

*Your idea of thawing the holiday turkey consists of an IV and warmed saline…(and if the holiday turkey you usually see has arms instead of wings and is sauced instead of basted)

*You have ever referred to subcutaneous air as “Rice Krispies

*You have thought OD instead of BBQ when asked to get the Charcoal

*You believe that a large part of your daily calorie requirement is provided by Tylenol, Advil, or Excedrin

*And finallyYOU MIGHT BE AN ER NURSE IF-----YOU FIND ANY HUMOR IN ANY OF THIS!!!

Friday, August 5, 2005

Inspiration

Hannah...this one is for you my faery.

FAERIES

 

What's Your Summer Ride

Summer is almost over.  How are you gonna enjoy it?

 What's Your Summer Ride?


Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible
Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.
You love your summers to be full of style and sun!


Unecessary Language

Okay guys...I really love this blog thingy and while I welcome your comments, let's keep it clean.  I want to know your stand on issues I post and am very interested in your responses.  But PLEASE...no unecessary foul language just to get your point across (yes...i deleted that entry).  Let's keep it at PG-13.  Thanks!

Thursday, August 4, 2005

When You Thought I Wasn't Looking

I was informed by Hannah that I didn't put anything "fun" on my blog yesterday or today.  I said "I've been busy and have hardly sat down at my computer."  She said "What is wrong with you?!"  Okay...I'm gonna take that as a very strong hint that I sit here waaay tooooo much! LOL

Well Hannah my dear here is something that my friend Jackie sent me that I feel is appropriate when talking about your Granny, and I hope that one day you can say the same about me.  I LUV U! Mom

 

WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING
 (Written by a former child)
 
When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you hang my first 
painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately
wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn't looking I saw you feed a stray cat, 
and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite 
cake for me and I learned that the little things can be the 
special things in life.

When you thought I wasn't looking I heard you say a prayer, 
and I knew there is a God I could always talk to and 
I learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make a 
meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I 
learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn'tlooking, I saw you give of your 
time and money to help people who had nothing 
and I learned that those who have something 
should give to those who don't.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you take 
care of our house and everyone in it and I learned 
we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw how you handled 
your responsibilities, even when you didn't feel good 
and I learned that I would have to be responsible 
when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw tears come from 
your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt,
but it's all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared 
and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I learned most of life's lessons that
I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn't looking, I looked at you and 
wanted to say, "Thanks for all the things I saw when 
you thought I wasn't looking."

 

Wednesday, August 3, 2005

What Kind of Rocker Are Youk

I got this off of http://journals.aol.com/jmorancoyle/MyWay.

Fun...give it a try

What Kind of Rocker Are You?
You Are a Chick Rocker!
You're living proof that chicks can rock
You're inspired by Joan Jett and the Donnas
And when you rock, you rock hard
(Plus, you get all the cute guy groupies you want!)

Monday, August 1, 2005

The Women in My Circle

I got this in an email from my friend, Tara, today and liked it so much I thought I would post it.  Thanks to my great friends for their love and support.  I love you guys and miss you very much...Melissa, Tara, Brenda & Elizabeth.

When I was little, I used to believe in the concept of one best friend, and then I started to become a woman.
And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up, God would show you the best in many friends.
One friend's best is needed when you're going through things with your children.
Another friend's best is needed when you're going through things with your mom.
Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.

One friend will say let's pray together, another let's cry together, another let's fight together, another let's walk away together.

One friend will meet your spiritual need, another your shoe fetish, another your love for movies, another will be with you in your season of confusion, another will be your clarifier, another the wind beneath your wings.

But what ever their assignment in your life, on whatever the occasion, on whatever the day, or where ever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself...

those are your friends.

It may all be wrapped up in one woman,
but for many it's wrapped up in several...
one from 3rd grade, one from high school, from the college years, a couple from old jobs, several from church, on some days your mother, on others your sisters, and on some days it's the one that you needed just for that day or week that you needed someone with a fresh perspective, or the one who didn't know all your baggage, or the one who would just listen without judging...

those are good girlfriends/best friends.

I thank my girlfriends,
those who honor intimacy,
those who hold trust,
and those who hold me up when life is just too heavy!

The special bond we share is unique.
Thanks for the words we've shared.
The prayers we've sent up.
The laughs, the tears, the phone calls, the emails, the shopping, the movies, the lunches, the dinners, the talking, talking, talking and the listening, listening, listening....

So whether you've been there 20 minutes or 20 years +

I love you!

Life is not measured by the number of years in our life...
but by the lives in our years.

Author unknown