RE: btp's bad habits
06-18-2012, 11:00 PM
Oh Boy. Hi Plaid's mom! Your daughter is a great artist. Go buy her something fancy.
I've really been neglecting this. In large part because of other projects which I have also had difficulty in completing. But that's the same story I've told a thousand times.
Anyway I am officially attempting to transition out of this job. I mean, I've been trying to do that for months now, but I am officially in the home stretch. My last full-time day was yesterday, now I'm PRN (scheduled to go only once a week). The rest of my time (theoretically) will be spent trying to acquire and prepare for a job teaching highschoolers things about science. It should be a very pleasant change (and one I am highly anxious about).
But my last day was not really a great one. Especially because it reminded me too much of the official Worst Day as a PCA. (hint: Worst Days are when people die.)
This 80 something year old lady came in saturday night. She was complaining of weakness and had been admitted for kidney failure. From a vitals perspective everything was okay, except she had fractured her shoulder recently.
Oh and her blood pressure was like 80/30.
BLOOD PRESSURE LESSON:
So that's low.
We put an IV line in her quickly and started pumping her with fluids. If you up the saline in her blood it will up the total blood volume and her pressure will go up to good levels.
Good job team, work is done. See you in the morning.
Morning, 12 hours later:
I come back in and bring my vitals machine. I greet the lady and reminder who I am, that I was here yesterday, and that I just want to check her blood pressure.
She s....oh hey my cute girlfriend just walked in guess I'll pick this up later...
I've really been neglecting this. In large part because of other projects which I have also had difficulty in completing. But that's the same story I've told a thousand times.
Anyway I am officially attempting to transition out of this job. I mean, I've been trying to do that for months now, but I am officially in the home stretch. My last full-time day was yesterday, now I'm PRN (scheduled to go only once a week). The rest of my time (theoretically) will be spent trying to acquire and prepare for a job teaching highschoolers things about science. It should be a very pleasant change (and one I am highly anxious about).
But my last day was not really a great one. Especially because it reminded me too much of the official Worst Day as a PCA. (hint: Worst Days are when people die.)
This 80 something year old lady came in saturday night. She was complaining of weakness and had been admitted for kidney failure. From a vitals perspective everything was okay, except she had fractured her shoulder recently.
Oh and her blood pressure was like 80/30.
BLOOD PRESSURE LESSON:
So that's low.
We put an IV line in her quickly and started pumping her with fluids. If you up the saline in her blood it will up the total blood volume and her pressure will go up to good levels.
Good job team, work is done. See you in the morning.
Morning, 12 hours later:
I come back in and bring my vitals machine. I greet the lady and reminder who I am, that I was here yesterday, and that I just want to check her blood pressure.
She s....oh hey my cute girlfriend just walked in guess I'll pick this up later...