In the immortal words of one oft-quoted Saturday Night Live character played by Dana Carvey, "Isn't that special?"
Special that you might actually have to work late to get something done tonight. Some of my coworkers will work late to make sure patients get taken care of tonight.
Special that you just happen to be exempt from any government shutdown furloughs, pay freezes and the like. Maybe I should send you my smallest bill and so should everyone of your constituents.
That's right, if you get your pay, and some of your constituents are allowed to work for free until you stop fighting amongst yourselves, then you should share.
And yes, I do know that in a mere 18 days, we could have more excrement hit the fan with that lil' old debt ceiling thingy. (I could get more technical--with that business knowledge I have--but I don't think you all get the dismal science stuff).
We have a lot of excrement at the Hotel on the evening shift. I'd sure like to send you some if you don't get your act together. Work on it or I will during the next election.
Hugs, kisses and a bowel program or two. (Hey, you deserve it ALL!)
Sincerely not,
RehabRN
Monday, September 30, 2013
You thought you had a bad day
Imagine everything you eat makes you drunk. That's right drunk, not full, sated or stuffed, but drunk.
It's an old story, but is back in the news again.
Happily, once treated with antifungals, the syndrome went away.
More to come...stay tuned.
It's an old story, but is back in the news again.
Happily, once treated with antifungals, the syndrome went away.
More to come...stay tuned.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Random randomness
Today's Sunday Stealing. Here's my answers to the questions below. Head on over there and try them for yourselves!
How did you choose your baby's or pet's names?
WildDog came with his name. Bubba's name I picked out. I told Dahey to look at whatever name he liked but that since I was giving birth, I had the first right of refusal.
He's a smart man who figured out that "happy wife, happy life" thing early.
Have you ever been fishing?
Yes, many times. On land mostly, but a couple of times in a boat.
Have you ever had your national flag painted on your face?
No.
What makes you nostalgic?
Hearing old songs (those 1980s ones are nostalgic to me, kids!)
What's the scariest thing you've ever done?
Walk across a suspension bridge in Canada.
What fairy tale character would you most associate with?
Some days Robin Hood, other days, Snow White (always cleaning up something!)
What's the worst piece of advice anyone has ever given you?
Don't follow your dreams. (really bad) You just take a longer route to get there.
If you had to describe yourself as a flavor, what would it be?
Chocolate (of course). Probably a nice, smooth dark chocolate. Some may say I'm bitter, but I'm just sweet enough for everyone else.
If you had to describe yourself as a car, what would it be?
A reliable sport edition sedan. Works well with a lot of people, safe, gets you where you are going. Looks nice. And has enough oomph to roll with the bigg'uns when needed.
Do you think laughing at someone else's misfortune is wrong?
Yes, but as they say Karma's a b&*th!
How did you choose your baby's or pet's names?
WildDog came with his name. Bubba's name I picked out. I told Dahey to look at whatever name he liked but that since I was giving birth, I had the first right of refusal.
He's a smart man who figured out that "happy wife, happy life" thing early.
Have you ever been fishing?
Yes, many times. On land mostly, but a couple of times in a boat.
Have you ever had your national flag painted on your face?
No.
What makes you nostalgic?
Hearing old songs (those 1980s ones are nostalgic to me, kids!)
What's the scariest thing you've ever done?
Walk across a suspension bridge in Canada.
What fairy tale character would you most associate with?
Some days Robin Hood, other days, Snow White (always cleaning up something!)
What's the worst piece of advice anyone has ever given you?
Don't follow your dreams. (really bad) You just take a longer route to get there.
If you had to describe yourself as a flavor, what would it be?
Chocolate (of course). Probably a nice, smooth dark chocolate. Some may say I'm bitter, but I'm just sweet enough for everyone else.
If you had to describe yourself as a car, what would it be?
A reliable sport edition sedan. Works well with a lot of people, safe, gets you where you are going. Looks nice. And has enough oomph to roll with the bigg'uns when needed.
Do you think laughing at someone else's misfortune is wrong?
Yes, but as they say Karma's a b&*th!
So nice!
If you love coffee, this is YOUR weekend. Lots of free joe, due to another invented holiday: National Coffee Day.
I'll drink to that!
I'll drink to that!
Saturday, September 28, 2013
The men are happy
Bubba and Dahey are sitting watching TV. Their show of choice: some animal show which is surprising, since Dahey's usually got the History Channel, American Pickers, or Pawn Stars.
Bubba is a big fan of dogs. I should have known he'd be getting WildDog going by watching a show with a bunch of puppies in it.
Simple things: dogs, dinner in front of the TV and ice cream.
Life IS beautiful.
Hope your weekend is too, wherever you are.
Bubba is a big fan of dogs. I should have known he'd be getting WildDog going by watching a show with a bunch of puppies in it.
Simple things: dogs, dinner in front of the TV and ice cream.
Life IS beautiful.
Hope your weekend is too, wherever you are.
Not only in America
But apparently around the world, these little items are causing issues in plumbing and local sewer systems.
Modern advancements sometimes are not a very good thing when infrastructure can't keep up.
Stay tuned.
Modern advancements sometimes are not a very good thing when infrastructure can't keep up.
Stay tuned.
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
My mother really was a saint
Momma had coal black hair and eyes just as dark against her Celtic skin. Yes, she looked like those black Irish ancestors sans the blue eyes that Granny had.
She suffered lots of stress in her life: getting married "late" (at 25), not having kids right away, and when she had them, she nearly died.
Momma was stubborn, though. (Dad loved her for that.) After nearly dying and losing her first baby, she kept going until the rest of us were born. She finally was where she wanted to be: a mother of four children, just like all of her siblings (except for her old maid sister Maisie). Granny was pleased with all 24 grand kids. Momma was her baby, and she finally had her own brood of kids. Gramps and Granny absolutely loved being overrun by little (and big) kids at their house.
But, the happiness was short lived. In the prime of her life, Momma found out she had a terminal disease, something she would not get now, but then, they didn't know how to prevent it.
Momma died in her 40s. We were very sad. One of Momma's friends ran a local newspaper and published a long, sweet unofficial obituary for her, which I still have here somewhere. I couldn't bear to read it more than once, so I put it away.
However, I cannot imagine being a child who would have to write this obituary. We had much sadness in our home, but we were loved so much, and so rich in comparison.
I mourn not for the dead lady, but for her children.
She suffered lots of stress in her life: getting married "late" (at 25), not having kids right away, and when she had them, she nearly died.
Momma was stubborn, though. (Dad loved her for that.) After nearly dying and losing her first baby, she kept going until the rest of us were born. She finally was where she wanted to be: a mother of four children, just like all of her siblings (except for her old maid sister Maisie). Granny was pleased with all 24 grand kids. Momma was her baby, and she finally had her own brood of kids. Gramps and Granny absolutely loved being overrun by little (and big) kids at their house.
But, the happiness was short lived. In the prime of her life, Momma found out she had a terminal disease, something she would not get now, but then, they didn't know how to prevent it.
Momma died in her 40s. We were very sad. One of Momma's friends ran a local newspaper and published a long, sweet unofficial obituary for her, which I still have here somewhere. I couldn't bear to read it more than once, so I put it away.
However, I cannot imagine being a child who would have to write this obituary. We had much sadness in our home, but we were loved so much, and so rich in comparison.
I mourn not for the dead lady, but for her children.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Now for something different...
No poop this time (I could go on ad nauseum, but I won't), but when I walked toward the inpatient unit at the Hotel recently, I was met with the most foul smell of urine. Not everyone agrees that it's a sign of UTI, which is true, but some urine definitely isn't just smelly, it's overpowering.
Cleaning it up didn't get rid of it, and neither did the myriad of air fresheners used by several staff members.
Some things I just don't miss when I'm not at work.
That is all. More to come...
Cleaning it up didn't get rid of it, and neither did the myriad of air fresheners used by several staff members.
Some things I just don't miss when I'm not at work.
That is all. More to come...
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Shout out
I like to look at my logs every so often and say thanks, merci, danke, muchos gracias for all of you who wander over here from wherever on the internet.
First of all, let me congratulate AtYourCervix, who not only recently got certified as CNM (Certified Nurse Midwife), she also got a job as one. Lots of you end up over here from her blog At Your Cervix, so I am so very grateful for your visits.
And for all the rest of you, from St. Johns, New Brunswick, or Delta, BC in Canada, to Iceland, to Austria, back to Nampa, Idaho, Texas, California, Rhode Island and everywhere in between, we'll leave the light on.
Because there's always room for you.
More to come. The fun never takes a vacation in RehabLand.
First of all, let me congratulate AtYourCervix, who not only recently got certified as CNM (Certified Nurse Midwife), she also got a job as one. Lots of you end up over here from her blog At Your Cervix, so I am so very grateful for your visits.
And for all the rest of you, from St. Johns, New Brunswick, or Delta, BC in Canada, to Iceland, to Austria, back to Nampa, Idaho, Texas, California, Rhode Island and everywhere in between, we'll leave the light on.
Because there's always room for you.
More to come. The fun never takes a vacation in RehabLand.
Monday, September 23, 2013
All I can say is wow!
This is an incredible story about a new cardiac procedure.
Considering the risks for both surgical interventions, this one is absolutely amazing.
Considering the risks for both surgical interventions, this one is absolutely amazing.
Sunday, September 22, 2013
First day of fall
Yes, it will be fall (according to Bubba, this happens this afternoon...) and the folks at Sunday Stealing have the Fall/Autumn Meme today. Here are my answers to some of them below.
Feel free to have fun and play along!
First of all, is autumn your favorite season? Why or why not?
It depends, because I really like spring, too.
Is it ‘autumn’ or ‘fall’, to you?
Fall. Autumn. Whatever floats your boat.
What kind of weather does your area get during this season?
Cool days and nights.
Which leaf color is your favorite?
I have a weakness for red ones (usually from maples), but I like yellow and orange ones, too.
Is it still fun to rake the leaves and jump in piles of them?
YES! It reminds me of childhood and a book I read as a kid about the neighbors having a big bonfire, burning leaves and putting potatoes in the fire to cook.
When can you really tell that it’s autumn?
When the leaves turn.
What is your favorite dessert for this time of year?
Apple crisp or anything with pumpkin.
Is your Thanksgiving Day in October or November, if you even celebrate it?
I celebrate every Thanksgiving whether it's in October or November. I'm usually off around that time in October (no one wants it) so I bake a pie in solidarity with my old friends in Canada, who I miss terribly, but call and think about often. Thank goodness for Facebook!
If you do celebrate it, where do you usually have Thanksgiving dinner?
At my house.
What color do you always associate with autumn?
Orange.
Is there a song that always reminds you of this season?
Autumn Leaves (the version) by Eva Cassidy (or the Cannonball Addersley version is also nice).
Do you spend a lot of time outside during this time of the year?
Depends.
How can you tell that fall is over?
Snow.
What is a typical autumn outfit that you wear?
Sweater and jeans.
Do you hate it when stores start promoting Christmas early?
YES!
What is your favorite thing about this season?
Cool (not cold) weather.
Feel free to have fun and play along!
First of all, is autumn your favorite season? Why or why not?
It depends, because I really like spring, too.
Is it ‘autumn’ or ‘fall’, to you?
Fall. Autumn. Whatever floats your boat.
What kind of weather does your area get during this season?
Cool days and nights.
Which leaf color is your favorite?
I have a weakness for red ones (usually from maples), but I like yellow and orange ones, too.
Is it still fun to rake the leaves and jump in piles of them?
YES! It reminds me of childhood and a book I read as a kid about the neighbors having a big bonfire, burning leaves and putting potatoes in the fire to cook.
When can you really tell that it’s autumn?
When the leaves turn.
What is your favorite dessert for this time of year?
Apple crisp or anything with pumpkin.
Is your Thanksgiving Day in October or November, if you even celebrate it?
I celebrate every Thanksgiving whether it's in October or November. I'm usually off around that time in October (no one wants it) so I bake a pie in solidarity with my old friends in Canada, who I miss terribly, but call and think about often. Thank goodness for Facebook!
If you do celebrate it, where do you usually have Thanksgiving dinner?
At my house.
What color do you always associate with autumn?
Orange.
Is there a song that always reminds you of this season?
Autumn Leaves (the version) by Eva Cassidy (or the Cannonball Addersley version is also nice).
Do you spend a lot of time outside during this time of the year?
Depends.
How can you tell that fall is over?
Snow.
What is a typical autumn outfit that you wear?
Sweater and jeans.
Do you hate it when stores start promoting Christmas early?
YES!
What is your favorite thing about this season?
Cool (not cold) weather.
I call it a Hotel (jokingly)
However, the Hotel I work in, does not, and will never resemble the hotels (or hospitals) pictured in this NY Times article, "Is this a hospital or a hotel?"
Also, I did not pass. I guess I'm a bad judge of hotels, due to my lack of experience. (I only scored a 50%)
Forget the nail spa, after some shifts I've worked, a nice massage would be a great substitute!
Stay tuned...
Also, I did not pass. I guess I'm a bad judge of hotels, due to my lack of experience. (I only scored a 50%)
Forget the nail spa, after some shifts I've worked, a nice massage would be a great substitute!
Stay tuned...
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Just when you thought the poop was over
I got this information in a fitness newsletter I receive via e-mail.
Still drinking E. Coli Bacteria Feces?
If you are drinking or eating any amount of aspartame (the main sweetener in diet pop), then you are drinking poop from genetically modified E. coli bacteria. Now that the patent is available online, the cat is out of the bag and everyone is talking about it. I always thought diet pop tasted like crap...
Guess I won't be drinking diet soda again, especially after all the other artificial sweetener news lately.
Enjoy your weekend wherever you are...and don't feel guilty about drinking that regular soda, either!
Still drinking E. Coli Bacteria Feces?
If you are drinking or eating any amount of aspartame (the main sweetener in diet pop), then you are drinking poop from genetically modified E. coli bacteria. Now that the patent is available online, the cat is out of the bag and everyone is talking about it. I always thought diet pop tasted like crap...
Guess I won't be drinking diet soda again, especially after all the other artificial sweetener news lately.
Enjoy your weekend wherever you are...and don't feel guilty about drinking that regular soda, either!
Friday, September 20, 2013
Friday, Friday
It was a good day knowing that the weekend was coming!
I got a few things done before one of my coworkers comes back, and we review paperwork (joy!) from one inspection,and I help the senior NP and nurse manager with some other stuff related to another inspection. Panic, of course, ensues when people realize (at the last minute) that things got to be done.
Dahey brought me lunch. I was starved, so it was all lovely!
I'm ready for the weekend! More later...
I got a few things done before one of my coworkers comes back, and we review paperwork (joy!) from one inspection,and I help the senior NP and nurse manager with some other stuff related to another inspection. Panic, of course, ensues when people realize (at the last minute) that things got to be done.
Dahey brought me lunch. I was starved, so it was all lovely!
I'm ready for the weekend! More later...
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Uncle Buck
Uncle Buck was my mother's brother. He was the youngest boy. He was always cracking a joke and acting silly.
As a kid, he scared me. Eventually, I got used to Uncle Buck's shenanigans, and I hung around with his kids. They were all nice to me.
My grandmother used to always talk about when Uncle Buck was in the Army. He was a cook stationed in Korea in winter. It was so cold, if you cried, your tears would freeze as one old character at work told me one day.
One of Uncle Buck's favorite care package items was Brooks Catsup. Uncle Buck swore it could make anything, including powdered eggs, taste better.
Another thing Uncle Buck loved (probably went well with catsup) was Spam. I'm wondering what he would think know if he knew folks like him caused it to be so popular this time of year in Korea.
Uncle Buck died over a decade ago. I still think of him every time I think of care packages, though.
Overall, it's just another reminder that the little things often mean the most.
Stay tuned...
As a kid, he scared me. Eventually, I got used to Uncle Buck's shenanigans, and I hung around with his kids. They were all nice to me.
My grandmother used to always talk about when Uncle Buck was in the Army. He was a cook stationed in Korea in winter. It was so cold, if you cried, your tears would freeze as one old character at work told me one day.
One of Uncle Buck's favorite care package items was Brooks Catsup. Uncle Buck swore it could make anything, including powdered eggs, taste better.
Another thing Uncle Buck loved (probably went well with catsup) was Spam. I'm wondering what he would think know if he knew folks like him caused it to be so popular this time of year in Korea.
Uncle Buck died over a decade ago. I still think of him every time I think of care packages, though.
Overall, it's just another reminder that the little things often mean the most.
Stay tuned...
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
More excitement
Or perhaps excrement (since the whole week's been that way). I'm minding my own business reading about a gluten free diet, and this lady gets all bowel-y.
More to come...
More to come...
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
One day
When I retire, I may have to write a book entitled, "The Poop Chronicles". Some days are so FOS, as the radiologists say.
Recently, WildDog, who is getting pretty old, now only relieves himself on our front porch (next to the bushes) or in the driveway. He's gotten pretty adept at surrounding the RehabRN family truckster with feces. Most of the time, Dahey cleans up after him quickly.
Not so much this weekend. Dog poop turned into smashed dog poop in the driveway. Now, we have to get out the scraper or maybe even the dreaded hose.
And while most of you may go to boring old staff meetings where certain members of the "interdisciplinary team" only show up if there is food available and a show, we are different. The game of choice for our team: complain about the nursing staff BEFORE the manager gets to the meeting. Don't wait, don't give a recap, leave the recap to the office manager to do that.
I wonder what those industrial psychologists would say about our "team dynamics". Poopy, was my first thought, and it wasn't because incontinence in therapy was mentioned, either.
Lots of fertile ideas, and they aren't all poopy.
That is all. Enjoy your day!
Recently, WildDog, who is getting pretty old, now only relieves himself on our front porch (next to the bushes) or in the driveway. He's gotten pretty adept at surrounding the RehabRN family truckster with feces. Most of the time, Dahey cleans up after him quickly.
Not so much this weekend. Dog poop turned into smashed dog poop in the driveway. Now, we have to get out the scraper or maybe even the dreaded hose.
And while most of you may go to boring old staff meetings where certain members of the "interdisciplinary team" only show up if there is food available and a show, we are different. The game of choice for our team: complain about the nursing staff BEFORE the manager gets to the meeting. Don't wait, don't give a recap, leave the recap to the office manager to do that.
I wonder what those industrial psychologists would say about our "team dynamics". Poopy, was my first thought, and it wasn't because incontinence in therapy was mentioned, either.
Lots of fertile ideas, and they aren't all poopy.
That is all. Enjoy your day!
Monday, September 16, 2013
I often wonder
Why patients have some really oddball, preconceived ideas, but now I know where some of them are coming from.
How to poop at work (from Gawker).
Sure, it's not high journalism, but people get a grip! Fluid, fiber and exercise will bring a return on investment, if you get my drift.
That is all.
Enjoy your Monday.
How to poop at work (from Gawker).
Sure, it's not high journalism, but people get a grip! Fluid, fiber and exercise will bring a return on investment, if you get my drift.
That is all.
Enjoy your Monday.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Sunday stealing
The latest meme (abbreviated because I couldn't answer all of them).
What was on your mind most today?
A friend who passed away. Today was his/her birthday.
Have a best friend?
Yes, a couple, actually.
What are you listening to?
Classical music.
Who were you last in a car with?
Dahey and Bubba
Have you ever been called cute?
A couple of times to my face.
Has anybody ever told you that you talk too fast?
All. The. Time. I try to slow down.
Did you have fun yesterday?
Yes, I did. I like Saturdays.
Do you like to cuddle?
Yes.
Are you stubborn?
Yes. One of my patients used to called me relentless. I take it as a compliment.
How’s your heart?
Good.
Are you easily amused?
Yes. I like to laugh.
Do you speak more than 2 languages?
Yes. I know lots of culinary terms (I hate missing meals!)
Is your hair naturally straight?
I wish! Takes a whole lot of hair products to get even close to straight.
What were you doing at ten last night?
Coming back from a swanky place for dinner with Dahey.
Have you made someone happy today?
Yes, I made Bubba pancakes.
What was on your mind most today?
A friend who passed away. Today was his/her birthday.
Have a best friend?
Yes, a couple, actually.
What are you listening to?
Classical music.
Who were you last in a car with?
Dahey and Bubba
Have you ever been called cute?
A couple of times to my face.
Has anybody ever told you that you talk too fast?
All. The. Time. I try to slow down.
Did you have fun yesterday?
Yes, I did. I like Saturdays.
Do you like to cuddle?
Yes.
Are you stubborn?
Yes. One of my patients used to called me relentless. I take it as a compliment.
How’s your heart?
Good.
Are you easily amused?
Yes. I like to laugh.
Do you speak more than 2 languages?
Yes. I know lots of culinary terms (I hate missing meals!)
Is your hair naturally straight?
I wish! Takes a whole lot of hair products to get even close to straight.
What were you doing at ten last night?
Coming back from a swanky place for dinner with Dahey.
Have you made someone happy today?
Yes, I made Bubba pancakes.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Weekend fun...for a while anyway
Yes, RehabRN goes retro. Really wish Dahey and I took ourselves to the beach for this anniversary.
Will still celebrate nevertheless...cheers. This retro tune just got into my head after Dahey told me about his morning adventures talking to a character who knows this guy...
Will still celebrate nevertheless...cheers. This retro tune just got into my head after Dahey told me about his morning adventures talking to a character who knows this guy...
Friday, September 13, 2013
Friday the 13th
It's come and gone.
A little fire, a little ice, a lot of interesting stuff. How many fire alarms did we have today? I have no idea because I stopped counting after the first four. Old buildings are interesting.
I just wish the doc who was in my meeting hadn't fallen asleep with boredom. Dad (the chief of his section) made no efforts to keep him awake. I was the bad nurse, as I commented when he went by, "Hope I didn't disturb your nap too much." Like an insolent child, he glared at me. I really wanted to say, "I have lots of practice with a little kid." but I was nice.
It wasn't all bad, though. My husband even got me lunch today on his day off. I worked with some really nice patients. I felt like I got things done.
The day ended, and it was beautiful outside. It was worth the wait.
Enjoy your weekend, wherever you are!
A little fire, a little ice, a lot of interesting stuff. How many fire alarms did we have today? I have no idea because I stopped counting after the first four. Old buildings are interesting.
I just wish the doc who was in my meeting hadn't fallen asleep with boredom. Dad (the chief of his section) made no efforts to keep him awake. I was the bad nurse, as I commented when he went by, "Hope I didn't disturb your nap too much." Like an insolent child, he glared at me. I really wanted to say, "I have lots of practice with a little kid." but I was nice.
It wasn't all bad, though. My husband even got me lunch today on his day off. I worked with some really nice patients. I felt like I got things done.
The day ended, and it was beautiful outside. It was worth the wait.
Enjoy your weekend, wherever you are!
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Mark Twain was right
This was the result of a CE module I completed recently.
Congratulations! you have PASSED
Your Score: 100.00 %
Exam Summary:
Your points: 93.75 Questions Answered: 15/15
Points Needed to Pass: 79.05 Correct: 15
Percent Needed to Pass: 85 (%) Incorrect: 0
BTW this was Mark Twain's quote:
"There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and statistics."
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
The lost shall (again) be found
One of the characters came back today. Sometimes his memory's not so good, but he knows he's been here before.
Just turns out the nursing home sent him with a new driver who was clueless. The driver tried to take him to Washington instead of to us at the Hotel. Once he got on campus, he tried to take Mr. T to the wrong building.
The driver gets out and asks about the clinic. Yes, I tell him, he's ours. Bring him in. Dopey driver brings him in, then I take him where he needs to go.
Mr. T. looks much different than the last time I saw him. He was on his own, drinking heavily (since some of his "nice" caregivers made sure to buy his booze), but now, he's sober. He's old, but he tells me, I know this place.
He was right. And when he got done from his appointment, I saw him in the building looking all pleased. The driver from the nursing home fell asleep waiting for him to be done with his appointment. He snored so loudly, he was providing entertainment for the passersby.
Good thing the sleep lab is in another building, or they would have stopped him to discuss his snoring.
Never a dull moment!
More later...
Just turns out the nursing home sent him with a new driver who was clueless. The driver tried to take him to Washington instead of to us at the Hotel. Once he got on campus, he tried to take Mr. T to the wrong building.
The driver gets out and asks about the clinic. Yes, I tell him, he's ours. Bring him in. Dopey driver brings him in, then I take him where he needs to go.
Mr. T. looks much different than the last time I saw him. He was on his own, drinking heavily (since some of his "nice" caregivers made sure to buy his booze), but now, he's sober. He's old, but he tells me, I know this place.
He was right. And when he got done from his appointment, I saw him in the building looking all pleased. The driver from the nursing home fell asleep waiting for him to be done with his appointment. He snored so loudly, he was providing entertainment for the passersby.
Good thing the sleep lab is in another building, or they would have stopped him to discuss his snoring.
Never a dull moment!
More later...
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sure seemed like Monday
Except it was Tuesday. Surprise! Ah, the fun you can have at work when you forget what day it is because you were sick the day before.
At least I didn't need the seasickness pills.
The relative with the oddball unknown disease called today. Turns out it may be an even more oddball family thing. They will find out soon and let me know. (What a plus to being a nurse...knowing about every medically related thing). I get asked about just about everything: bowels, bladder, forgetfulness.
Sometimes I think I'm back at work!
Nevertheless, I am so happy I don't have to tell EVERYONE about this at the Christmas party this year. Hallmark just doesn't make a good card for it.
More later...
At least I didn't need the seasickness pills.
The relative with the oddball unknown disease called today. Turns out it may be an even more oddball family thing. They will find out soon and let me know. (What a plus to being a nurse...knowing about every medically related thing). I get asked about just about everything: bowels, bladder, forgetfulness.
Sometimes I think I'm back at work!
Nevertheless, I am so happy I don't have to tell EVERYONE about this at the Christmas party this year. Hallmark just doesn't make a good card for it.
More later...
Monday, September 9, 2013
Sometimes Google sleuthing pays off
When you run into an article like this that helps solve your problems. Thanks Dr. Foster!
That and an order for some seasickness pills cured most everything.
More to come...
That and an order for some seasickness pills cured most everything.
More to come...
I wish it weren't true
I saw these news stories and unfortunately, we can identify with them in the Hotel.
Unfilled vacancies take a toll (from FierceHealthcare)
And if that's not enough, we may not hire some folks. We need to keep people, so here are some ideas (hint, hint to Manglement!)
That is my $0.02.
Stay tuned!
Unfilled vacancies take a toll (from FierceHealthcare)
And if that's not enough, we may not hire some folks. We need to keep people, so here are some ideas (hint, hint to Manglement!)
That is my $0.02.
Stay tuned!
Sunday, September 8, 2013
It's back again since it's Sunday
This one is various questions from today's version here:
What would you choose to be famous for?
I would like to be a famous philanthropist. Since my chances right now are slim to none, I'll take the Nurse of the Year in the HotelRehab group.
If you have a webcam, are you ever paranoid people can see you?
I turn mine off and block the view. That's all I'm saying. I'm very opinionated about this. Don't get me started!
Do you find it difficult to sleep at night? Any reason(s) why?
Yes, my husband often steals my covers.
If you had to go on a game show, which would you choose?
Jeopardy.
What about if you had to go on a reality show?
I would not do a reality show. Just don't like them.
Which would you choose then?
See above.
Tell me about your favorite TV show:
I love the news...always different.
Why were you last irritated?
Driving gets me going some days. I'm glad I had a good day, today.
What time did you get up this morning?
0545. My body clock says that's sleeping in on weekends.
Do you like the countryside?
Yes, in winter.
Do you think you’d make a good model?
Depends on what you want me to model. I'd make a dandy scrubs model.
Would you ever want to be one?
Not really,
How often do you change your hairstyle?
I mix it up every so often. No idea how often. Sometimes it's the cut, other times, color.
Do you have a favorite day of the week? Which is it?
Sunday. Of course!
What would you choose to be famous for?
I would like to be a famous philanthropist. Since my chances right now are slim to none, I'll take the Nurse of the Year in the HotelRehab group.
If you have a webcam, are you ever paranoid people can see you?
I turn mine off and block the view. That's all I'm saying. I'm very opinionated about this. Don't get me started!
Do you find it difficult to sleep at night? Any reason(s) why?
Yes, my husband often steals my covers.
If you had to go on a game show, which would you choose?
Jeopardy.
What about if you had to go on a reality show?
I would not do a reality show. Just don't like them.
Which would you choose then?
See above.
Tell me about your favorite TV show:
I love the news...always different.
Why were you last irritated?
Driving gets me going some days. I'm glad I had a good day, today.
What time did you get up this morning?
0545. My body clock says that's sleeping in on weekends.
Do you like the countryside?
Yes, in winter.
Do you think you’d make a good model?
Depends on what you want me to model. I'd make a dandy scrubs model.
Would you ever want to be one?
Not really,
How often do you change your hairstyle?
I mix it up every so often. No idea how often. Sometimes it's the cut, other times, color.
Do you have a favorite day of the week? Which is it?
Sunday. Of course!
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Another classic
This reminds me of the warning when I was in school abroad in college: make sure you understand the doctor's instructions on how to take your medicine. They tend to give lots of suppositories.
Weekend Call by Doc Grumpy sure reminded me of that.
That is all. Enjoy!
Weekend Call by Doc Grumpy sure reminded me of that.
That is all. Enjoy!
Friday, September 6, 2013
Friday flashback
Ah, the 1990s. I was young and carefree and unattached.
I was working in another world, where I planned to travel and market products everywhere, just so I'd get to go on trips. There was no such thing as travelling without my favorite Swiss Army knife that I bought in Switzerland.
I eventually went on a few trips, but alas, my employer never paid for them.
From my desk, via fax machine and the occasional local meeting, I met people from around the world in my office in RehabLand. When I travelled, I visited my coworkers. I always planned a year in advance, got super cheap fares and even stayed in a youth hostel or two.
I had a blast learning about the places where my coworkers came from. I saw mountains, valleys, stadiums, fireworks, suspension bridges, and even a shoe museum. I visited castles and candy factories. I met butchers, greengrocers and bakers.
I worked for a boss who had a mental disorder. It was crazy, but it was fun.
Wonder if I'll say the same about right now one of these days?
I was working in another world, where I planned to travel and market products everywhere, just so I'd get to go on trips. There was no such thing as travelling without my favorite Swiss Army knife that I bought in Switzerland.
I eventually went on a few trips, but alas, my employer never paid for them.
From my desk, via fax machine and the occasional local meeting, I met people from around the world in my office in RehabLand. When I travelled, I visited my coworkers. I always planned a year in advance, got super cheap fares and even stayed in a youth hostel or two.
I had a blast learning about the places where my coworkers came from. I saw mountains, valleys, stadiums, fireworks, suspension bridges, and even a shoe museum. I visited castles and candy factories. I met butchers, greengrocers and bakers.
I worked for a boss who had a mental disorder. It was crazy, but it was fun.
Wonder if I'll say the same about right now one of these days?
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Finding the lost
That was a lot of my job recently. Because our office is right off the beaten path, the lost seem to show up there a lot.
People come to our area by mistake. This week the clinic they missed the most was...(drum roll, please) the wheelchair clinic. Oh, I was calling our friend Ralph over there, a few times to say "I've got another one for you." Ralph, being the nice man that he is, was waiting down the way with the door open whenever he could. You just look down the hall, and there you go, I said, about 30 times it seemed like one day.
Some lost souls make me sad. The little guy with hemiparesis in his wheelchair who came all the way from Faraway at 0300 to make his appointment at the Hotel. He got dropped off right next to the elevator, but couldn't get on it. That's where I found him. I got him on it, took him to the clinic he needed to go to, got him his paperwork, helped him get it done, then I handed him off to the clinic nurse who was free. M. our clerk, even stuck around to get his paperwork.
A little later, I met an elderly band leader who was wandering through our building. He was with his wife. He was a little confused on where to go, but I got the two of them on their way, too.
It's not really my job to lead people around the building. We have transporters for that. I tell all the students, though, that it is my job to take care of patients.
If that's the only care I get to give them some days, I figure some care to get them to their appointments on time and happy, is the best care I can give.
Stay tuned...
People come to our area by mistake. This week the clinic they missed the most was...(drum roll, please) the wheelchair clinic. Oh, I was calling our friend Ralph over there, a few times to say "I've got another one for you." Ralph, being the nice man that he is, was waiting down the way with the door open whenever he could. You just look down the hall, and there you go, I said, about 30 times it seemed like one day.
Some lost souls make me sad. The little guy with hemiparesis in his wheelchair who came all the way from Faraway at 0300 to make his appointment at the Hotel. He got dropped off right next to the elevator, but couldn't get on it. That's where I found him. I got him on it, took him to the clinic he needed to go to, got him his paperwork, helped him get it done, then I handed him off to the clinic nurse who was free. M. our clerk, even stuck around to get his paperwork.
A little later, I met an elderly band leader who was wandering through our building. He was with his wife. He was a little confused on where to go, but I got the two of them on their way, too.
It's not really my job to lead people around the building. We have transporters for that. I tell all the students, though, that it is my job to take care of patients.
If that's the only care I get to give them some days, I figure some care to get them to their appointments on time and happy, is the best care I can give.
Stay tuned...
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
Watching history take place
Some people have dreams they never let die.
If I had been Diana Nyad, I probably would have just chalked it up to nasty currents, sharks and hellacious jellyfish.
But, darn it all, she's out there swimming away and has almost made it.
Tag along on the internet ride and watch history happen like Bubba and I.
Stay tuned...the box jellies are out!
If I had been Diana Nyad, I probably would have just chalked it up to nasty currents, sharks and hellacious jellyfish.
But, darn it all, she's out there swimming away and has almost made it.
Tag along on the internet ride and watch history happen like Bubba and I.
Stay tuned...the box jellies are out!
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Crisis averted
Bubba will be playing fall sports since we managed to get to LocalSportingGoodsShop before it closed for Labor Day.
Hallelujah! At least, I won't be doing a bunch of online shopping with a rascally tween boy. (And I thought only girls were picky...oh my!)
Stay tuned...who knows what the week will bring.
Hallelujah! At least, I won't be doing a bunch of online shopping with a rascally tween boy. (And I thought only girls were picky...oh my!)
Stay tuned...who knows what the week will bring.
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