Thursday, September 24, 2009

Color-coded cords? I can do that.

I can also empty pee out of a Foley and total up ins and outs. I can turn a patient, I can run your errands, and I can stare blankly at the readout of a monitor measuring something obscure.

Critical care will kick my ass. There are thirteen weeks (and a couple of days) to go, and I'm going to need every single one of them.

Holy crap. I know *nothing*. Everything I thought I knew isn't going to be enough. My brain hurts already. Holy crap.

But I'm jazzed. Seriously excited, wanting to figure out more, wanting *not* to have to do any more mimblemumble administrative stuff, wanting to get back out on the floor.
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6 comments:

  1. Doctor D4:33 AM

    Critical care is always exciting. Physiology in motion. All that stuff we learn in textbooks just comes alive!

    Just don't let all the physiology take away your God-given compassion.

    Good to have you back in the clinical world!

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  2. Penny Mitchell6:17 AM

    Go get 'em, Queen Jo!

    You are going to be brilliant at this.

    Kick ass!

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  3. Anonymous10:24 AM

    Good luck honey...your loyal readers have faith in you! I hope you find something incredibly rewarding in your new position.

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  4. Rockenheimer1:44 PM

    Man you're funny. I'm reminded every time I come here.

    I finish school in three Earth months. I'm a maggot. I'm not worthy.

    Minion

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  5. Rat3:33 PM

    I hope that I have a nurse like you!

    'nuff said.

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  6. Unknown7:27 AM

    we all know what type of nurse you strive to be and are.
    you are going to do great.

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