Yes, in the life of a rehab nurse, it's all about bowel, bladder and skin.
So I was intrigued when I read an article recently about how one company needs stool donors to fight C. difficile.
Sure, some shifts it seems like you have people who want to compete in a "how many times can I stool" competition.
Just be warned, as the article I read mentioned, "It's harder to get into this program than it is to get into M.I.T." You must be local, and you will be paid for your efforts: about $13,000 per year.
Feel free to share with those friends who are in their neighborhood. I'm sure they won't mind at all.
"Fear paralyzes; curiosity empowers. Be more interested than afraid."-Patricia Alexander, American educational psychologist
Showing posts with label stool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stool. Show all posts
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Monday, June 23, 2014
The waiting game
Is Bubba still sick or not? Will I be rudely awakened again tonight by diarrhea and vomiting?
Will I finally get the stool samples I've been waiting for all day?
Should be interesting to see what happens when Dahey does kid watch duty tomorrow. He couldn't even handle me showing him the 10 language instruction sheet ("I just ate dinner" he said indignantly). He'd never make it as a nurse.
Let's have a show of hands who hasn't discussed a stool sample over a meal. (I thought so...)
At least, I got some other doctors' appointments made and files sorted and filed that I needed to do for months.
Crossing fingers and playing the waiting game...the RehabLand camp out will be here before we know it!
Will I finally get the stool samples I've been waiting for all day?
Should be interesting to see what happens when Dahey does kid watch duty tomorrow. He couldn't even handle me showing him the 10 language instruction sheet ("I just ate dinner" he said indignantly). He'd never make it as a nurse.
Let's have a show of hands who hasn't discussed a stool sample over a meal. (I thought so...)
At least, I got some other doctors' appointments made and files sorted and filed that I needed to do for months.
Crossing fingers and playing the waiting game...the RehabLand camp out will be here before we know it!
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Friday, March 14, 2014
I was in charge of reading this stuff once...
There are no tea leaves at the Hotel unless one of the nurses brings them in or someone tears up one of our fine no-name teabags.
However, rehab nurses, especially on certain shifts, get really good at reading the signs in stool.
Yes, as they taught you in school, color and consistency do matter.
Back to the old grind...
However, rehab nurses, especially on certain shifts, get really good at reading the signs in stool.
Yes, as they taught you in school, color and consistency do matter.
Back to the old grind...
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Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Twas the night before Christmas
An oldie but goodie I rediscovered here. Enjoy!
twas the night before christmas -a nursing version
twas the night before christmas, and all through the floor
lasix was given, filling foleys galore.
stockings were worn to prevent emboli,
they came in two sizes, knee and thigh high.
the patients were nestled half-@$$ed in their beds,
while visions of stool softeners danced in their heads.
we in our scrubs, and they in their gowns,
fashion created to hide extra pounds.
when down in the er it became such a zoo,
they called with admissions for me and you.
they're coming, they're going, and they're all looking the same.
my patience for patients is starting to wane.
now call lights are ringing, the patient 400 pounds,
says "didnt get my pericare, send my nurse now".
and now delegation seems the best plan,
we try to send others, for the needs of this man.
when what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but santa himself and 8 tiny reindeer.
hey says he comes from central supply.
to bring us lr, ns, & d5.
the doctors then scribbled what no one could read.
orders on patients, to measure their pee.
we try to decipher illegible words,
orders for patients, to guaiac their turds.
the new shift arriving, our day is now through,
how did stool & emesis get in my shoe?
we give them report and pass on the facts,
and tell them of duoderm lining the cracks.
and the nurses exclaim as they limp out of sight,
"ativan to all, and to all a good night".
twas the night before christmas -a nursing version
twas the night before christmas, and all through the floor
lasix was given, filling foleys galore.
stockings were worn to prevent emboli,
they came in two sizes, knee and thigh high.
the patients were nestled half-@$$ed in their beds,
while visions of stool softeners danced in their heads.
we in our scrubs, and they in their gowns,
fashion created to hide extra pounds.
when down in the er it became such a zoo,
they called with admissions for me and you.
they're coming, they're going, and they're all looking the same.
my patience for patients is starting to wane.
now call lights are ringing, the patient 400 pounds,
says "didnt get my pericare, send my nurse now".
and now delegation seems the best plan,
we try to send others, for the needs of this man.
when what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but santa himself and 8 tiny reindeer.
hey says he comes from central supply.
to bring us lr, ns, & d5.
the doctors then scribbled what no one could read.
orders on patients, to measure their pee.
we try to decipher illegible words,
orders for patients, to guaiac their turds.
the new shift arriving, our day is now through,
how did stool & emesis get in my shoe?
we give them report and pass on the facts,
and tell them of duoderm lining the cracks.
and the nurses exclaim as they limp out of sight,
"ativan to all, and to all a good night".
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Nuggets for December 16
Yes, it's Nugget Day, and since I've had some free moments, I've been busy roaming around finding goodies. Here they are, so sit back and enjoy.
The health and wellness section
LiveScience has an interesting article called 7 Thoughts that are Bad for You. As they say, temperament can impact a person's physical health.
Not sure how true it is, but some people claim this PowerPlate thingy can reduce cellulite and keep you in shape. If onlythey weren't so expensive...
One toy I have played with (note: I bought this...I didn't get it free) is the Clarisonic Mia. I love, love, love it. My skin feels much better, and is more cost-effective over time than salon facials (do your math--your mileage may vary). May just have to recommend it to the relative with rosacea.
Fun stuff
WebMD has an entire section (sponsored by EMD Serono, maker of Rebif) for MS patients in a game format called the MS Game center. It's a whole new way to check out treatment options and learn more about MS.
Strange but true
WARNING: If you have a queasy stomach, this may not be for you....
My friends over at Serenity Now Hospital have another good poop tale one that made me laugh just reading it, considering the amount of bowel routines we do at the Hotel. And yes, there is a rating scale: the Bristol stool scale.
The health and wellness section
LiveScience has an interesting article called 7 Thoughts that are Bad for You. As they say, temperament can impact a person's physical health.
Not sure how true it is, but some people claim this PowerPlate thingy can reduce cellulite and keep you in shape. If onlythey weren't so expensive...
One toy I have played with (note: I bought this...I didn't get it free) is the Clarisonic Mia. I love, love, love it. My skin feels much better, and is more cost-effective over time than salon facials (do your math--your mileage may vary). May just have to recommend it to the relative with rosacea.
Fun stuff
WebMD has an entire section (sponsored by EMD Serono, maker of Rebif) for MS patients in a game format called the MS Game center. It's a whole new way to check out treatment options and learn more about MS.
Strange but true
WARNING: If you have a queasy stomach, this may not be for you....
My friends over at Serenity Now Hospital have another good poop tale one that made me laugh just reading it, considering the amount of bowel routines we do at the Hotel. And yes, there is a rating scale: the Bristol stool scale.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Deep Thoughts, part 76
Ah, it's fun when random things enter your world....here's the latest installment of unusual and the usual...
1. Dahey asked recently why a coworker had unusual colored stool. My only guess is that strange things happen among workers at construction sites....port-a-potty chemicals perhaps?
2. Why, oh, why can't everything have online billing? I just don't like writing and mailing checks anymore.
3. I just loved this comment I saw recently on the NY Times Well blog article discussing nurse stereotypes. I'd really love to work with this doc!
A postoperative patient became incensed during morning rounds, when the little woman kept responding to the questions he was directing at the big man. He wanted answers from the doctor, not some “dumb nurse.” The ICU nurse–a former Big Ten offensive lineman–politely introduced the man to the cardiothoracic surgeon who had saved his life the night before. The doctor, in turn, introduced him to the “dumb nurse” who “will be keeping you alive.”
— Michigan M.D.
1. Dahey asked recently why a coworker had unusual colored stool. My only guess is that strange things happen among workers at construction sites....port-a-potty chemicals perhaps?
2. Why, oh, why can't everything have online billing? I just don't like writing and mailing checks anymore.
3. I just loved this comment I saw recently on the NY Times Well blog article discussing nurse stereotypes. I'd really love to work with this doc!
A postoperative patient became incensed during morning rounds, when the little woman kept responding to the questions he was directing at the big man. He wanted answers from the doctor, not some “dumb nurse.” The ICU nurse–a former Big Ten offensive lineman–politely introduced the man to the cardiothoracic surgeon who had saved his life the night before. The doctor, in turn, introduced him to the “dumb nurse” who “will be keeping you alive.”
— Michigan M.D.
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