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Eat me. | emesis central
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Nursing ain’t for the weak of stomach. Laquo; Sorry, Munoz. Ditto for the RNs, who usually ask a bunch of questions only to say something discouraging in response. I even had one RN say “. Well, Excuuuuse Us! And walk off in a huff off after overhearing that I was leaving the hospital to go to Yale. That one actually stung a bit. I have had similar experiences with RNs almost taking it personally that I would want to go straight into my graduate work immediately after passing the NCLEX. You are commentin...
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Sorry, Munoz. | emesis central
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Nursing ain’t for the weak of stomach. Laquo; Friends in CT. Something about birthdays makes you wax philosophical about life. Something about an upcoming move makes you see your old haunts in a new light. Something about driving in Boston makes you homicidal. I turned 28 this week, and 48 hours later got into my very first car accident. I’ve been driving since I was sixteen, and although I’ve never owned a car, I’ve done seven years of driving in CrazyTown (courtesy of Zipcar. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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The more things change… | emesis central
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Nursing ain’t for the weak of stomach. Laquo; First up: Med-Surg. The more things change…. The more I realize I haven’t. Well, maybe a couple things have. I value sleep *way* more than I did as undergraduate. And I’m getting much better grades. Come July, Community Health will take me back to Boston… and then the nursing gods will give us five, all too short, weeks of respite. The year has flown by. To think that it’s been almost a year since I left Boston is… impossible. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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ER 101 | emesis central
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Nursing ain’t for the weak of stomach. Laquo; Eat me. The move is complete. Orientation starts tomorrow. And although I am technically staying on per diem, I really have ended my tenure (ha! In the ED. So before I have tons of nursing-school hijinks to write about, I wanted to share just a little of the wisdom I gleaned from 2 years of semi-controlled chaos in your friendly neighborhood Level I Trauma Center:. Remember, cartoons are for entertainment purposes only — Gunpowder is not a toy. Parents, don&#...
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Circus Nurse: Confessions of the Flesh
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Wednesday, June 9, 2010. Confessions of the Flesh. On the way home from The Kid's rather raucous 5th grade graduation party, I commented to him that it would be the last graduation party that he would have to attend with his parents. that he will soon be going to new and different kinds of parties. Yeah," he replied, "the kind of parties where girls take off their tops.". The Partner chimed in, "Those kind of girls are called strippers.". The Kid: "Whores.". They'll do it because they are drunk.". Simple...
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Circus Nurse: Yes, I Deliver
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Monday, May 31, 2010. Yes, I Deliver. The circus nurse is now, officially, a (paid) labor and delivery nurse. Goodbye academia, hello life. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This blog complies with the Standards for Privacy of Individually Identifiable Health Information. Learning flexibility, strength and balance as a novice nurse, circus dilettante and mother. View my complete profile. Clinical Cases and Images. Dust in the Wind. Musings of a Dinosaur. The One Year Nurse. Yes, I Deliver.
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Circus Nurse: Time is the Enemy
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Wednesday, December 4, 2013. Time is the Enemy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This blog complies with the Standards for Privacy of Individually Identifiable Health Information. Learning flexibility, strength and balance as a novice nurse, circus dilettante and mother. View my complete profile. Clinical Cases and Images. Dust in the Wind. Musings of a Dinosaur. The One Year Nurse. Christmas Eve Can Kill You. Time is the Enemy. Social Studies of Science. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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First up: Med-Surg | emesis central
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Nursing ain’t for the weak of stomach. Laquo; ER 101. The more things change…. Well, orientation is complete. 82 GEPNs have been talked at for three days, with the presentations alternating between the tedious and the terrifying. Classes begin next week, clinicals disturbingly soon after that. So I’m ready to get my hands dirty and help them out. Let’s roll. Good luck with your first week of classes – get em under your belt! 29 August 2008 at 9:05 pm. How are things going? 30 September 2008 at 5:21 pm.
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Nursing N00b: March 2010
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Monday, March 22, 2010. The Luxury of Choice. I got a call today from one of my other schools, letting me know to expect an acceptance letter in the next few days. That was nice of them. I also sent my denial to another school today. It felt weird - like I'm afraid that UCSF is somehow going to change their minds, or there will be some clerical error and I won't be able to go - so telling another school "no" felt wrong. So I know how that feels and I didn't want to be in that position again. Step 1: Frea...
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Circus Nurse: You're a Feminist, Boy!
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Thursday, May 6, 2010. You're a Feminist, Boy! Yesterday when I arrived for pick up of The Kid from his after school program, he wasn't in his usual spot in the library. Instead, I found him sitting quietly doing his homework in another classroom, supervised by an infamously strict male teacher and surrounded by other boys. So, somewhat reflexively I asked, "Why are you all in here.did you guys get into trouble? No," says he, "Joanna sent us away because she was having a talk. I asked, confidently.