I went back to work yesterday, just to get into the computer and get access to my timecard. Saintarama, in their infinite wisdom, doesn't make this accessible to employees from home (since that would be too logical, maybe...) After fun and excitement talking to the Kronos admin, he let me in and I downloaded my report and left down the hall. One patient, Mr. R., was in the room on the left. I talked to my manager for a little bit and told her what I had done, since I had discussed it with her on Thursday.
J and K were working and so I talked to them on the way out. Things had just quieted down from the AM therapy rush. I wished them well for the rest of the day. I even chatted with S., the secretary.
All of a sudden, the code lights flashed. This has been a regular thing on our unit, since we were blessed with all sorts of mechanical difficulties. However, this was not a drill. Apparently, Mr. R. went down and Y. the tech called for backup. Uh-oh. J and K ran down the hall. S. answered the calls and told everyone who called the code was real. She got Mr. R's chart and I saw the contingent of docs, residents and the rest of the code team go down the hall. Dr. D. was going that way, so I gave him the chart, just outside the room. He passed it on, since this patient coding, was not his. Hubby and I walked off the unit with him and I told him that I was finished at Saintarama. He was surprised, but wished me well. It turns out, he lives two blocks away from Saintarama. He knows how I feel.
After that, I came home and just surfed away. Here are a few of the interesting things I encountered yesterday, and some today. Enjoy!
Not sick, but TIRED (from aboutanurse.com)
A post that makes me tired just reading it!
An old poster with a timeless theme (at weirdnursingtales)
Thankfully, we don't see much of this bug in rehab, at least not in the ones I've worked in lately.
The Great White Hunter and the ER Nurse (from Nurse Ratched's Place)
I just love this story of bait and switch and revenge. The security part is the best.
The problem with "you" nurses (from first do no harm)
A great story from Podunk Memorial. Oh, CYA, the story of my life...