"Rest in Peace, Tony Soprano."
"Rest in Peace, Tony Soprano."
"It’s Motorcycle Wednesday!"
—Mrs. Wright (everyday it isn’t raining…it’s Motorcycle day).
Hard to see the detail, but they’re hand-carved little roses. I think they’re beautiful. I stretched my ear holes out 15+ years ago (before anyone else was doing it, ha). One night I was setting an intoxicated patient’s IV pump when he looked up and said, “Dude, what gauge are those!!!??!!” I decided at that point on, they had become too mainstream and they needed to come out. I’ve been running around with big gaping holes in my ears ever since; and find I get more questions about the holes than when I just had them plugged up. So the plugs go back in. Nothing gaudy, nothing screaming for the wrong kind of attention. Originally I had 00’s, and they did shrink back down to about a 6. Now the only problem is when I start out with a 6, the holes stretch out on their own until I have to put in a 4, then a 2, and so on…I’m glad I saved all of them / : Because I’m back up to a 2 again.
Word to the wise: Do know what is and what is not acceptable at your facility. Not all dress codes are created equal and you should probably adhere if you want to stick around ( ;
Oh, and dress code or no dress code…don’t wear rings (gauged or regular in your ears)! That’s just asking for trouble! Those HURT when they’re pulled out by the ever-so combative/confused patient. Save those for your free-spirited, individual days OFF!
My husband has idiopathic peripheral neuropathy since 2006. He’s been to the Mayo Clinic and the whole nine yards; and its cause is one of the great mysteries of the world. He gets some pretty intense foot pain. Enough that they put him on a Fentanyl patch last week (I still don’t know how I feel about the step that was taken in that direction). He takes…prepare for shock and awe…2,400mg of gabapentin, FOUR times per day. How his internal organs (particularly the ones that excrete said medications) are still doing great is beyond me! He said that he had some “Athlete’s foot” and has been putting some OTC topical cream on it for a couple of weeks now. I didn’t really follow up with him since he didn’t seem to make too big of a deal about it…until I looked at it TODAY! Let’s just say that I feel like THE NURSE OF THE YEAR. He now has a prescription for some bactroban and a follow up appointment. Personally, I’m just glad that he’s not admitted, getting IV antibiotics, and he’s not scheduled for surgical debridement. To be continued…
So I got this book in the mail a couple of days ago…
Even though it’s based on the NCLEX-RN 2010 test plan, it’s pretty darn good as a study aid (not just for the BIG test, but all of those little tests you need to pass in school that will make you eligible to take the BIG test, lol).
It’s concise (I like concise) and includes rationales (which fits my learning style). It also seems to have a TON of supplementary material online that you get with the access code that comes with the book…Happy Reading ( :
Might also help out those med-schoolies too ( : (Disease processes, etc).
"I’ve been a terrible nursing school blogger!"
—Mrs. Wright (is going to buckle down and start cranking them out, she promises).
I may have a new phone, but I still have the coolest phone case…ever. Thanks Inspiremycase!
Yes. I really did just put this on my car.
June 7, 2013 (Friday): I stayed up until 3:30am putting the finishing touches on my Leadership U project/presentation that I gave today. I was so tired, I don’t even remember what I said! Hope it was good. My project was to organize/lead a volunteer group for the Flying Pig Marathon in Cincinnati (hence the pig…ignore the hot glue stringer in the photo, lol), and get a donation to my school’s chapter of NSNA (which goes to our program to purchase holiday gifts for less fortunate families). We got a donation of $850 for our efforts! That should buy a gift or two!!!
June 5, 2013 (Tuesday): I call it my Lecture Mix (because I take it to school, not on the trail).
Dark Chocolate/Raspberry Goji Berries
Dried Baby Coconut (because anything with the name baby in it is just better).
Mix it all together and store in a ziplock freezer bag (if you’re able to control yourself and not eat it all).
Undefinement <—- That’s my personal blog ( :
I’ve been doing these darn things long enough; it’s about time I figured out how to make a great one. One presentation, one final, and one ATI test between me and my glorious week off between quarters…and only THREE months to go until graduation!
People said that nursing school would fly by fast. Those people are liars. It feels like I’ve been in nursing school for a decade now. Light at the end of the tunnel. Today, there’s 100 days until graduation.
Doctor’s appointment in the morning. Meds need adjusting again. Does that sound bad to becoming out of a nurse’s mouth? It shouldn’t. We are all people, we all have problems. What sets us apart (people in general) is how we deal with those problems. I went for YEARS thinking it was normal to feel the way that I do (GAD/ASD/some depression). Turns out, I was wrong (and I wasn’t just weird, either). You really don’t have to live that way; in a constant state of misery. You just don’t.
With the proper help, you can do TONS of stuff (I’m about to graduate from nursing school, at the top of my class, the president of the nursing student association). In the not so distant past, I would have never never never in my wildest dreams think that I would be where I am today. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t easy. Not one bit. And it was probably harder for me than it would be for most (I have to give a speech at graduation…and I’m already shittin’ ma drawers…it’s three MONTHS away).
BUT…the secret is with the proper help. You have to recognize; you, yourself needs some help and blow all of that stigma bologna out your ass. No one really cares…it’s true. They’re not all crowded in a corner, whispering about you. And even if they are, who cares. That just means that they have bigger problems than you do if they can’t find anything more important to talk about than that.
I’ve completely lost the direction I was going with this post. Hold on…oh yeah. Getting help isn’t a bad thing, and it shouldn’t be a stigma thing, either. Get some self-actualization and get out there and live your life!
My iPad case seriously hurts my eyes to look at it. Yikes!