Working inthatcubicle is driving me crazy...the workload is crazy and the patients' behaviours are driving me crazy. Not that I can blame them anyway...they're either just babies or special children who are sick. Seriously, a few days in that cubicle is fine...butTWO whole weeks??! Are they trying to make me go mad or what? It's driving me nuts!! (I'm honestly not exaggerating about the driving me nuts thing...I can go home and still hear alarms and baby cries ringing in my head and sometimes it makes me want to cry)
Yesterday night was just so bad...my partner and I were running here and there, tube-feeding, suctioning, changing diapers, attending to machine alarms (this one drives me so mad because a few alarms go off at the same time and there are only the two of us nurses and we're running from one bed to the other like mad women, so afraid one of the babies might be turning blue).
I looked like a total wreck after work this morning.
I know some of you might be thinking (or might even have told me), c'mon, get a grip and get on with life...why do you have such a low EQ? Don't you know how to handle things at work? You know what, I've heard enough of all those...I think sometimes I'm allowed to be a little human. I have my own bad and good days at work, so give me some grace here to let out some steam and rant all I want. If you know me well enough, I don't think I complain all that much.
Enough is enough. I hope they change my assignment and put me in the surgical side for awhile...or even the other medical cubicle sounds fine to me. Just not that cubicle. (This post is a result of having been worked too hard)
Dear little baby boy... ...you will be remembered and missed dearly... i wish you could have been around much longer... i will miss your precious (and very scarcely given) smiles.
I have so many stories to tell, so many things to say....but not enough energy and haven't found the time to do so. =P
Anyways, did I mention that we went inline skating last week? Or was it last last week...oh nevermind, the thing is, we went. We = Jo, Ryan, Merv, me. It was good and fun...we fell (not so much for Jo, though...), we laughed, we laughed at each other, we sweated (sweated? Or sweat?), we fell somemore, and then we went for lunch (at Subway!). Oh, and of course...we skated.
Okie anyways, Merv will be starting work in S'pore soon...yay, I'm so excited! =P Finally I don't have to keep telling him that it's okie, we share the same big blue sky (although it still remains true, haha).
Okie that's all the news I have for you this time...hahaha, so much for having "so many stories to tell, so many things to say". =P
Was just out and chatting with Sangeetha Sarma today after work and us being nurses, we obviously talk about doctors, nurses and patients we work with. Anyways it's always good chatting with her, especially today since she nicely transfered her patient from her ward to me...
So we were saying that wouldn't it be nice if all doctors were more appreciative of nurses...seriously, most doctors just give us a whole lot of orders. Of course, being a nurse, you obviously have to carry out their orders...but what I'm trying to say is, can they not just do only that? It would be really great if they said a simple thank you.
I remember some time last month, on a particular morning, I was so crazily busy and there was just so much to do and we didn't have enough staff and it was a Saturday (now who says Saturdays aren't busy days? It's unpredictable in High Dependency). So anyways, I didn't get to go for my break the whole shift...I had two patients for lumbar punture that morning (lumbar puncture is a procedure where a patient is sedated and a needle is inserted into the spine of the patient and brain fluid is collected to send for some lab tests), and send one for a scan, one for another procedure...
Anyways having one lumbar puncture in a shift is bad enough...but two within a shift? I was almost going crazy...well, it felt like it. I honestly wanted to cry and was praying so hard that God would make everything go smoothly (I was so scared one of them would actually collapse during the procedure then we have to code blue the patient and resuscitate and all those stuff that make my hands shake =P).
But you know, having a nice doctor around makes all the difference to your crazy day...after the final lumbar puncture, I was just exhausted and really really hungry and was just dying to sit down, and in dire need of a good massage. And then the nice doctor says, "Thank you, staff nurse". You know, I felt like wow, finally someone is being appreciative of what nurses do.
It was just a simple thank you...but it was the most most mostest encouraging thing I heard that morning, instead of hearing the doctors bark more orders at us. Honestly, some of them need to learn more manners. Sheesh.
Okie that's enough of ranting...gosh, did I really type that much? Gee.....hehehehh =P Sorry lah, I just had another tiring day =P
