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.
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Saturday, September 28, 2013
Saturday, April 30, 2011
From the mouths of patients
"I really took a lot of money from that insurance company." Mr. X
Mr. X, said this when he saw a commercial for a particular company on TV one day. Not really picking up on what he meant, I asked him, and as fried as some of his memories are for normal, short-term stuff, he proceeded to tell me he "knew what to say" to make his drunken driving escapades look like reasonable accidents and not get caught.
Consequently, I told him he was lucky no one ever figured him out, or he would have gone to jail for insurance fraud.
"I like your shoes. They go with that top." Mr. N.
I guess Mr. Backwoods, who shoots birds from his deck if they get too close, has been watching the Style network again. Funny how some male patients notice any changes in hair style, color, scrubs and shoes before any of your coworkers say anything.
"We miss you in the SU." Mr. J.
Mr. J. is a big, burly character who sees Sue and the Doc in the SU. Mr. J. comes in regularly to get his methadone prescription and get checked out.
Mr. X, said this when he saw a commercial for a particular company on TV one day. Not really picking up on what he meant, I asked him, and as fried as some of his memories are for normal, short-term stuff, he proceeded to tell me he "knew what to say" to make his drunken driving escapades look like reasonable accidents and not get caught.
Consequently, I told him he was lucky no one ever figured him out, or he would have gone to jail for insurance fraud.
"I like your shoes. They go with that top." Mr. N.
I guess Mr. Backwoods, who shoots birds from his deck if they get too close, has been watching the Style network again. Funny how some male patients notice any changes in hair style, color, scrubs and shoes before any of your coworkers say anything.
"We miss you in the SU." Mr. J.
Mr. J. is a big, burly character who sees Sue and the Doc in the SU. Mr. J. comes in regularly to get his methadone prescription and get checked out.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Ironies
I was driving down the road the other day and saw this license plate on a BMW:
BM-ING
Oh, the rehab nurse in me was just laughing out loud...if this man only knew how this would be received on my unit. Many punny comments would be exchanged and probably no one would want to ride in that car!
I'm coming up on my anniversary as a nurse and I keep thinking about some of the things that have happened to me since I've become a nurse.
1. I'm not too afraid of bodily fluids, but vomit gets me. Everything else--nasty, draining wounds, poop, etc., rarely faze me. It's that rascally vomit that is my Kryptonite. I go to that happy place really quickly when people vomit, or I'd be going to Emesisland with them!
2. I've learned to like gloves. It never bothered me if a foodservice person wasn't wearing gloves before, but it really does now.
3. I like teaching. In rehab nursing, we do a lot of this, and I've developed my own internal scripts, depending on the subject. One of these days, we ought to have a Rehab Nurse Learning Channel, tape our delivery of the educational topics and let patients watch on a patient channel, just like public access on cable.
4. I'm now fluent in several types of wheelchair drive systems. At least, I don't crash as much as I used to when taking them to the charging station. (Maintenance frowns on holes in the walls caused by staff).
5. I've always thought I was pretty resourceful, but I'm learning even more tricks. One of my recent patients, a quad with shoulder mobility, figured out how to use his rolled up washcloth (for his hand) to scratch his nose. It was great, but it kept falling out, so I used Kerlix and tape to attach it to his hand without gumming him all up. It worked great. At least it keeps him occupied enough, so he doesn't bug us ringing the call light to come scratch his nose!
BM-ING
Oh, the rehab nurse in me was just laughing out loud...if this man only knew how this would be received on my unit. Many punny comments would be exchanged and probably no one would want to ride in that car!
I'm coming up on my anniversary as a nurse and I keep thinking about some of the things that have happened to me since I've become a nurse.
1. I'm not too afraid of bodily fluids, but vomit gets me. Everything else--nasty, draining wounds, poop, etc., rarely faze me. It's that rascally vomit that is my Kryptonite. I go to that happy place really quickly when people vomit, or I'd be going to Emesisland with them!
2. I've learned to like gloves. It never bothered me if a foodservice person wasn't wearing gloves before, but it really does now.
3. I like teaching. In rehab nursing, we do a lot of this, and I've developed my own internal scripts, depending on the subject. One of these days, we ought to have a Rehab Nurse Learning Channel, tape our delivery of the educational topics and let patients watch on a patient channel, just like public access on cable.
4. I'm now fluent in several types of wheelchair drive systems. At least, I don't crash as much as I used to when taking them to the charging station. (Maintenance frowns on holes in the walls caused by staff).
5. I've always thought I was pretty resourceful, but I'm learning even more tricks. One of my recent patients, a quad with shoulder mobility, figured out how to use his rolled up washcloth (for his hand) to scratch his nose. It was great, but it kept falling out, so I used Kerlix and tape to attach it to his hand without gumming him all up. It worked great. At least it keeps him occupied enough, so he doesn't bug us ringing the call light to come scratch his nose!
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