recently, due to some strange whim of the Hospital Gods, those rooms have all had some seriously sick/long term peeps in them this last little while. the rest of the rooms on our floor wrap around our nurses/ breakroom/ equipment island, and while they have the occasional sick sickee, it is nothing like how the first 5 rooms are loaded.
we usually have two patients each, so the general consensus is, for those of us assigned to any patient on the Green Mile (as i started to call it this weekend) we have a pairing with an easier patient.
except me.
i got two. it was ackshully okay. one of my patients had a sitter with them all the time, so that saved a lot of work. sitter + vitamin A (Ativan, or lorazepam, a benzodiazepine aniti-anxiety med) equals a not-too-bad night for me. that patient was still a lot of work.
as for my other 'patient,' well, we'll save that story for another day. let's just say......there was a lot of sadness there. lets also say that, there is NO WAY on frogs green earth that i am working any extras between now an the time i have to go back.
i'm still wrestling with my patients in my sleep and hearing beeps and boops in my waking.

1 comment:
For a second there, I thot u went into prison nursing.......the Green Mile......
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