The Extraordinary Adventures of Nurse Natalie
Monday, July 18, 2011
Common Sense Is a Loosely Used Term
Monday, January 10, 2011
Twas the Season to Be Jolly
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Death by Whatever
Thursday, November 18, 2010
The ICU: PG-13. Only suitable for creepers and crazies.
There’s one word that has been coming up often at work lately: inappropriate.
Example #1: A burly man in his 40’s gets into a single car collision. He insists that he had a “medical episode”, which actually means he’s trying to divert the attention away from his positive tox screen (he’s high as a kite) by making up a fake diagnosis. Unfortunately for him, I did actually pay attention in nursing school and I’m not a complete idiot. He consistently asks me to call his girlfriend but alas, he never memorized the number. He blames it on “those Iphones”, rather than acknowledging the fact that in reality, she’s probably simply his dealer. He asks me to google her. Yeah, let me just google every Jane Doe in Dallas, Texas. That’s simple.
He tells me how to find her… You are a creeper, aren’t you. I’m going to go take my name badge off now just in case your last 5 “girlfriends” are sitting in your freezer right now.
Then it’s bath time and he makes some snide and very offensive “jokes” about slutty nurses….there you have it. Inappropriate. I gave him a piece of my mind that included something about objectifying women and the value of nursing as a noble and selfless profession. Then I told him to shut it. He mocks me, naturally, but then he gets to be bathed by a bunch of guys. Take that.
Example #2: I have an elderly gentleman who wants to chat about anything and everything while I’m doing his assessment.
Pt: “Are you married?”
Me: “Nope”
Pt: “Do you have a boyfriend?”
Me: “Nope”
Pt: “Well don’t you think you should get on it?”
“Yeah, you and my mother would appreciate that”. I’m attempting to joke with this little old man.
Pt: “Well it’s not like you’re ugly or anything”
Thank you. That’s reassuring. Inappropriate.
“Sorry buddy you have to stay in the chair. It’s a hazard to the patient because of all those wires”.
“Oh ok, sorry.” And he sits back down.
I come around a few minutes later and he’s halfway sitting on the bed, trying to slowly creep back in. This time I just give him a look. He quits. Then I get a hit (a new admit) so I’m gone for a while.
When I come back, I kid you not, they are full on making out in the bed, him practically on top of her. Inappropriate! Ugh! This is a hospital and you don’t even have a real room, just a curtain! So I threw back the curtain and they both just look at me like deer in headlights (or head lice, if you get that reference…). Anyways, I guess when you’re 16 you don’t care about authority and you just want to make out against the rules so you go for it. Nevermind about rules or germs or a little thing called birth control. That’s probably what you’re both missing in school today. Ironic.
Much worse things have happened but I dare not tell them over the internet. This is a PG-13 blog people… this is all you get for now.