Showing posts with label late. Show all posts
Showing posts with label late. Show all posts

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Sick day

When you absolutely, positively need a break before the end of the week? You call in sick (or in my case, exhausted).

The last straw? The doctor who almost no showed my last patient appointment of the day, then shows up in the last 10 minutes. What does this mean? My patient is taken care of but, I miss my important diagnostic that my PCP had ordered, but I couldn't do at lunch time. More unpaid OT...not fun.

Never fear, however. This nurse case manager found out that Saintarama urgent care can indeed do the tests that Dr. H. put in electronically. The outpatient area was closed when I left work.

"Come on over" the lady in the urgent care said. "We'll take care of you. We're here until 8."

Happily, no pneumonia, but a nasty, nasty case of viral bronchitis. The only thing I didn't have was some codeine cough syrup.

Problem now solved...and I stopped barking and coughing a while ago.

Back to work tomorrow, then excitement with Bubba who starts spring break.

Never a dull moment at the Hotel or at home. Stay tuned!

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

It's Tuesday

However, for some folks, it's Friday. Forever. One of our retirees came in for the last time and left today. Sadness.

Tuesday for me means patient appointments (if someone doesn't cancel them at the last minute) and meetings. Fun meetings where people who insist that it start at one time (0800) casually stroll in at 0815 and throw off the folks who have to come in at 0830 from another site for a short report.

Our coordinator called some of them on it. I don't really think it will stick or embarrass anyone enough to show up on time. It's the Hotel way, and they (the Hotel "team") aren't going to change for anyone. Even if it is terribly inconvenient and they are the first people who think the meeting is going too slowly.

I'm all for locking the doors and deducting the time from their pay, but unfortunately, management doesn't feel the same. We should ALL suffer together.

Just another reason why I hate team building exercises. A few divas always screw it up.

Sunday, November 3, 2013

If it's Sunday...

Here in RehabLand, it's time for Sunday Stealing. This week's meme is about time (and will cause you another earworm, if you're not careful).

Here are my responses, which I would have posted earlier, but hey, with that extra hour, I've already gotten lots of work done. It will get dark soon enough, so I'll be turning in early for all the excitement as the week starts tomorrow.

Enjoy! ============================================================================================================================== 1) Do you think Daylight Saving Time is still necessary? 
To sell lightbulb and batteries, yes. For me personally, no. I just like it to be light in the morning, which will last for a bit, so...not really.

2) How long does it take you to adjust to the time change? 
Not long on fall back. That spring forward messes me up.

3) What's the hardest part of the time change? 
None.

4) How many clocks are in your house? 
Too many. I'm really enjoying the auto-set ones.

5) Are you generally early, late, or on time? 
I hate being late, so I am most often early or on time.

6) If an invitation to an event listed the time as 8-11pm, what time would you arrive? 
By 8, and be gone by 11.

7) Do you wear a watch? 
Yes, every day.

8) Have you ever glanced at the time and had to glance again because you didn't pay attention the first time? 
Of course!

9) Are most of your clocks digital or dial? 
Mixed.

10) What does your alarm clock sound like? 
A foghorn. It's ancient, but the new ones are too nice, and I sleep right through them.

11) Do you use the snooze feature on your alarm clock? 
No. I purposely put the alarm far enough away that I have to get up to turn it off.

12) Does clock ticking drive you nuts? 
Yes, this is why I don't have a clock in the room I work in (SU). If it's quiet (after all the patients are going while I'm charting) and it ticks, it drives me crazy.

Monday, September 30, 2013

Dear Congress

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

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Not so late

Thankfully, everyone showed up for the night crew. I was warned in advance because as a rule, the charge nurse must stay over if anyone is missing from this shift. Since our charge had already volunteered to work as the fourth person, if someone called in, I'd have to stay. (We have other people who could, but usually they decline or have already left by the end of shift...which is a whole other story). Alas, this did not come to pass.

I found out from Dahey that his uncle passed away in another state. He debated going to the wake today, but was not up to driving 10 hours total in order to get back in time for work. With a kindergartener in the car, this is a LONG trip! One of these days, we'll have to get a portable DVD player, but since our car trips have been few and far between, we don't need one yet.

I ended up with three patients, administering the IVPBs and I picked up another patient until midnight when our 12 hour LPN went home at 2000. Everyone was pretty good, but Mr. R. was needy again. His O2 sats were good, but I think he's finally realizing the gravity of his situation and grasping for straws. He was fairly reasonable, but would complain that "you keep escaping." even when I'd tell him a ballpark amount of time that I'd be gone to work with the IVs and the other patients. Most likely, he will leave us to be closer to his family this week, but that remains to be seen. Nursing homes have a habit of losing spots for some of our people. Hopefully it helps that the first of the month is Wednesday.

My other patients were good. I got one of Mr. R.'s other roommates, and he is a delight. He's no trouble at all. I fed him and got his bowel program going and then I cleaned up and got Mr. R's dinner ready. (He was tired and didn't want to eat right away.) Mr. AB #1 was my other patient and he was relatively quiet, too, which was nice. He's hoping to get sent back west once he gets the clearance from the surgeon, since his family is all out that way. Happily, I had help watching the IVs, since K the LPN and our charge M., turned off some when I couldn't get to them.

Bubba and Dahey went to the pumpkin patch today with C. and C. We'll go to my friend's house a little later so Bubba can see her kids and get ready to visit on Friday, when he'll spend his first night away from home without Mom and Dad. It should be interesting!

More later.