Shifting gears

RIP Paul Newman...now there was a guy who could really shift gears!

Yes, I'm back to the evening shift and so far, things have not been too bad. I've had two patients and a med cart to lug around, but since our census is lower than it's been in a while, it's not too terrible. Our nurse who's famous for calling in on his/her shift to work on Friday even showed up last night.

Our census may stay low for a while since we don't have too many admissions scheduled for next week and only one or maybe two discharges. I'm sure all of the admissions will wait until I come back from my time off next week (Sometimes I think my middle name should be Murphy...as in Murphy's Law.)

My patients have been pretty good considering everything. Mr. AB #1 was back on my list. For some reason, I don't complain about people and I get to take care of the same people over and over. I hear my co-workers say things like, "If I have Mr. X for another day, I'll kill myself." so the boss reassigns them...to me. I must have "team player" or something stamped on my forehead in invisible ink, since I'm always "taking one for the team." At this point, I'm beginning to think that some of my coworkers have more mental issues than some of our patients, or just a heck of a case of compassion fatigue. I think my own compassion fatigue and stress from being the newbie has resolved itself...for now, anyway.

Mr. R. is also one of my customers. He's a trainwreck, who's heading to Washington this week for surgery. He's been made aware that it's very likely he could die during the surgery or not be weaned off a vent after, but he's going for it anyway. His chances of long-term survival are slim. I watch him very carefully, and thankfully, he's been pretty calm when I'm working. He desats when we reposition him in bed, so it makes things really interesting. The one good thing is that his bed actually goes into Trendelenburg mode, so we can move him more quickly and easily.

Finally, I have been busy planning in my off time along with other things, like buying a new furnace and air conditioner (ours is 20 years old and the furnace is dead) and going to doctors appointments. I'll get to do some fun stuff (manicure and pedicure) before Dahey and I go out and celebrate our anniversary. What joy! I love the pedicure place and by a stroke of luck, I found out about a deal with them, and it starts next week!

Gotta run and do work before I go to work. More later...