I am a critical care nurse, a travel nurse, a travel lover, a dog lover, a dog mom, an introvert (although at work, you'd guess I am extroverted), an empath, an INFJ, a truth seeker, a dreamer, a deeply serious soul with a wicked sense of humor, an aunt, a friend, a daughter, and a sister. These are my thoughts and experiences about nursing and life. I have changed quite a bit since starting this blog, but to honor where I have been and where I am going I have kept all my entries whether or not they are memories that I want to keep. My goal in life is to obtain inner peace, be the change, and mostly to be a beautiful soul! Namaste, my friends!!

Showing posts with label Stalker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stalker. Show all posts

Friday, October 26, 2007

Ok, that's just flat out X

It's been a while since I wrote a blog on my actual classes, sorry. Just for the record, my instructor was wrong, my slides say it's actually > 3-4 cups/day of caffeine that's unsafe for pregnant women, not 5. Still, that's a LOT.

I decided after my class last week that Drama Queen is just plain Anti-Estrogen in addition to the multitude of many other issues she has. But that would explain a lot if she is. She also just can't leave milk alone. She just has to bring it up every class. Basically my friends and I decided that "If you learned anything in this class, just don't drink milk." Ok, wow, I think I'm dumber for being here. My big mouth got me in serious trouble though last week. My friends call it my filter. The filter between my brain and my mouth. Yeah, sometimes it catches things before I say them out loud, often it does not. Hence the blog name. :) Anyways, we were doing a test review and the professor basically just reads the test to us. Awesome. So she's rattling off questions and (p.s. having 4 3rd semester accelerated nursing students sitting together in a 1st semester class is a really bad idea, we are just FULL of smart ass comments. I'm sure she thinks we're obnoxious know-it-alls who don't care...oh yeah, we are :P)....she's like asthma is caused by allergies and allergies are triggered by (here's her pause waiting for the answer and Jennie yells out)....."MILK !!!" Oh my gosh, I actually said that out loud!! Wow. Oops. Everyone just burst out laughing. Brilliant Jennie. It was like a knee jerk reaction, but I just couldn't resist giving the smart ass response. I don't know if she heard me, but people like 7 rows up from me were laughing, so apparently it was really loud. I'm sure she hates me now. Eh, oh well. She pretty much begged for that one. Oh, I'm so mean. Moving on...

Drama Queen also went off last week about Colorado and high altitudes. I'm from Colorado and I miss it horribly, I absolutely love that state. Ok that was a side note. She was talking about pulmonary edema (short explanation- fluid in the air sacs in the lungs) and how you can get it from hiking at high altitudes. Ok, granted that's true, but rare. But she basically sounded like a commercial for this drug Diamox that you can take that helps you breathe better. "I highly recommend that when you go to Colorado you get a prescription." Ha, that's the Florida girl talking. She talked about going hiking in Colorado and how it's SO high. blah blah blah Ok, I hiked a fourteener last year. It really wasn't that hard and it was totally worth it. Of course I was acclimated to Colorado altitude, but still it's not really THAT high. She's like, "they suggest you walk in, not fly." *Snort* City girl! Then of course she had to bring up Wyoming, Tibet and Peru and how the same thing happens in all those places too and you absolutely HAVE to get a prescription for Diamox before you go there because of course it worked for her. Uh huh, cuz she's so cultural. I swear by the time my class is over every week you'd think my eyes would be stuck in a permanent eye roll.

Ok, different class now...Stalker was really on one yesterday. This was great dialog between Stalker and my friend and I (at the back of the class of course, so he didn't hear us) though: [We were talking about epidurals and spinals that are given to women during labor] S: "So this is given after?" Us: "Because post-partum means what?" "When the baby is parted from the mother's body." Wow. I feel like my IQ drops every lecture. Apparently we need to go over basic definitions like "post" again. Unbelievable. People in my class (the same people, over and over and over again) kept asking the same questions too. Write it down people. You could tell my professor was getting ticked, she actually started being short with people. By this time my friend and I were having completely different discussions in the back of the class of course and laughing our heads off. That probably didn't help my professor's mood. Eh, I don't really care. We were annoyed too. Part of that discussion involved the fact that several people were wearing rather unusual hats in class. This is an example of what some sort of looked like. (this last one was on "uh-huh's head, if you remember him from my MySpace blogs, except it was much much smaller, as in it only covered the very top of his head, yeah weird). Ok here's the dialog now: "What's up with the hats today?" "Maybe it blocks the rain [it's been raining for 2 days straight now]." "It doesn't even cover their faces." "Maybe he has a problem losing body heat." "hahaha." "Apparently we're in Paris now." "I love it." :)
Alright I saved the worst for last. Since it's O.B. the pictures in our slides are rather graphic. (See the "Do I have what?! Shhh...." Doctor Porn blog for more explanation). My friend likes to point out that they also happen to be drawn anatomically incorrect. I decided that including one of those pictures was just a really bad idea and this is the commentary that resulted between said friend and I: "You're doing your part to de-sexualize medical conditions." LOL...actually that was from her friend and I just sat there and stared at her for a minute and was like, are you serious?! "That's not even remotely attractive." "Well I just think people need to know this." I still decided that including the pics was too graphic. This was her advice to me, "Well you did make your blog PG-13," and my response, "Ok, that's just flat out X." Uh yeah sorry, no pictures kids.

Monday, July 2, 2007

4 more weeks....

I'm so ready for this stupid semester to be over. In fact, I don't think it ever really started for me. I need a vacation. I hate my classes. I hate my life. Yes, I'm whining. No, I don't care. Clinicals suck, hate them too. Today for instance, portrayed why I told myself I would never be on a cancer floor again. I worked there for a year and a half, there's a reason (or many reasons) I left. There are two kinds of patients in this world: the kind that deal with their illnesses well and are optimistic and gracious...and the kind that don't and are pissed off and mean. Guess who I got today? Oh yeah. Lucky me. I always seem to get the angry patients. Granted they are dying...and soon, so they have every right to be angry, but why do they always have to be in that stage of the grief cycle when I have them as a patient? Good thing they're sick, so I give them a break...otherwise, we'd have some serious problems. I'm also pretty sure that I told Stalker to shut it (or something similar to that) today, and that Stalker and Pop were making fun of how Xena talks and how big she is, today. No way...I'm staying far away from that one, that's entirely too mean. My favorite though is last week's episode when we had to do our evaluations with our instructor...mine went something like the following:
Instructor: Jennie sometimes you look really bored at clinicals...DON'T do that!!!
Me: (Burst out laughing) Uh, yeah...maybe because I am. They're BORING!!!!
OK, so maybe I didn't really say that. In fact I don't think I said anything at all, but it was pretty close. It took a lot of restraint to keep that in. Aren't clinicals supposed to reaffirm why you want to be a nurse? Right now they're just reminding me why I absolutely abhor floor nursing with a passion. Shoot me now. Except the one day I spent in the OR....which was awesome. Total knee replacement, absolutely sweet...and breast reduction/ mastopexy. Minus the part where they pulled out the breast tissue, weighed it and then handed it to me. Um, what am I supposed to do with this?! Ewww....don't get me wrong, I used to clean the birthing carts and bag placentas, they are much grosser and bloodier, but it was still kinda weird. (Just so you know, I wasn't really grossed out, it was just funny to me...like they were trying to pick on the nursing student, haha, whatever) OK...I'm done being graphic, sorry. I hope no one passed out. OR is at least exciting though, floor nursing is tedious and makes me want to vomit it's so lame. I'm not going to nursing school to do floor nursing....I wanna be in TRAUMA, big difference. Anyways, this semester sucks, Yeah, Denver's lookin' pretty good right now. So, I got little sleep. I got up at 5, and I'm taking a nap now. Guten nacht, sort of.