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Saturday, August 04, 2012

they were alive when I left...


You know you are having a bad charge shift when you finally get to dinner two hours before the end of your shift and a patient dies while you're at dinner. Now mind you the patient was a DNR, but still...when they came in they were alive.

You know you will have a bad shift when you are walking past triage and a perfectly healthy young patient is on the phone trying to get a free cab ride home paid for by medicaid. They wave me over. I am barely awake. I said "what". This charming young hood rat proceeds to call me a "RUDE ASS!" several times over...

You know you are having a bad shift when you are starting an IV and have to listen to someone who you know, from past experience, is a complete wacko, tell you about their imaginary life in which they are going to school to be a nuclear physicist, have met the president, etc. Yeah...okay...right...

You know you are having a bad day, when every other patient is a frequent flyer migraineur, fibromyalgic, back pain entrepeneur, bipolar PTSDer.

Oh and by the way, we're down 2 nurses and staffing don't have anybody..

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