Quotes from a Nursing Student (Part 1)

Every so often, I hear/think of something so intelligently hillarious I just gotta share it with the world.

Yes readers, YOU are my world.

*awkward silence*

Just kidding.


SOOOO...Quote #1:
Nursing Instructor: So when you insert at rectal suppository (torpedo that goes up your butt), make sure you insert it about 4 inches deep.
Nursing Student: Umm...what if my finger is only 2 inches long?

Quote #2:
Upon listening for a patient's pulse...
Nursing Student as Nurse: I don't hear anything!
Nursing Student as Patient: You are not supposed to say that out loud!

Quote #3:
Nursing Student: Okay! I'm gonna do this...MacGyver Style!

Quote #4
Upon ambulating a patient down the hallway.
Nursing Student as Nurse: Okay, pretend to fall.
Nursing Student as Patient: Now?
Nursing Student as Nurse: YES, NOW.
Nursing Student as Patient: *falls*
Nursing Student as Nurse: Wait, not so fast!

Quote #5/6
Nursing Student A as Nurse: My patient won't stop laughing!
Nursing Student B as Patient: *laughs even louder*

Nursing Student A as Patient: My nurse won't stop laughing!
Nursing Student B as Nurse: *laughs even louder and snorts*


This is just Part 1 of Quotes from a Nursing Student. Evidently we won't be so "siao" when we are actually practicing on real people. Even if we were, I wouldn't be able to blog about it. So enjoy the crazy things we nursing students say in lab while you can.

Peekaboo! I see you!

I've been telling people that this is how I will greet my patients:

"Peekaboo! I see you!"

And then I get to practice my CPR skills on my now unresponsive patient. Ooops.

But yes, this is how I would look like if I were a smurf.

See the resemblance?

But yay to surviving my first 13 chapter test since my SPM days. Gotta scoot and get my nose in the books again though, another big butt test next week.

The Penlight

I see a penlight at the end of the tunnel.

A penlight is supposed to be an essential part of the nurse's gear...along with the stethoscope, and other medical-nursie equipment. You are supposed to shine it in the patient's eye and measure the pupil diameter or something like that...

Note that I'm being all blur and fuzzy because I'm only 3 weeks into my first semester as a nursing student. Or maybe its because the last time I studied this much was 3 years ago for SPM. Or maybe its because I should probably be in bed...10 hours ago.

But back to the penlight...

...essentially it is a torchlight in the shape of a pen. And has a pupil measuring scale at the side of it...and it has a nifty little clip...just like a pen.

But let me introduce you to a awesomer version of the penlight:

Cool eh? Now THAT is a pen with a light. It also has an awesome moo which may be useful for when you need to wake a patient up. That, or send him/her into cardiac arrest.

Road Trip *woooot!*

I'm turning into a galavanter, a galavanting person, a person who galavants.

Last weekend was labour day, and a couple friends and I made a road trip *wheeee!!* down to Dallas to catch a show.

So we all piled into the car and I realised just how Asian I am.

You all know the hierachy of car seating, right? Dad is always in the driver's seat and the passanger seat is taken up by the mother or the eldest boy (depending on the length of the leg etc). And however rest of the world aranges themselves, the youngest child always ends up in the middle back where the hump between the two seats are. Correct me if I'm wrong.

It was only on my way back when I realised how natural the whole arangment was to me. My brain did the math and the butt found its way to the middle without me thinking twice.

Yes, I was the youngest kid in the car. I always am, and always will be.

But back to the show.

We went for this show called Medieval Times where there are a bunch of knights dressed up and they have a script about some prince getting kidnapped etc. And there were a bunch of jousting matches (hawt!!) and horsey parades (cute!!). What was really cool was that we got to eat dinner with our hands - medieval style! But cooler than that were the outfits we bought.

Now most girls in their right minds would go for the princessy stuff. Whether or not we want to admit it, we all want to be pweety.

But then I saw the suit of armour. It was in kid's size, but whatever. Minor details.

Now when I was a baby girl, I played with barbies and teddy bears like all the other baby girls. But teddy always had a gun on hand and barbie hid behind a fort. 10 years later and I'm still fascinated with boy's playthings. Blame the big brother for my tomboyish ways. But then again, how many knights in shinning armour carry pink handbags? If you ever find one, let me know.

Cokesbury 424

Somethings in life never change. Take for example last year when it took me 2 months before I got my hands on my adapter and was able to charge my camera and get pictures of the apartment.

This year, it only took me one month. This blog would have been pictureless for another 9 months if mum had not decided to sweep under my bed at home and discover that I had left my nikon camera charger back in Malaysia. Or if there was no Janice Kok to fly to America ship the charger to me for a fraction of the price.

But mum decided that the floor under my bed was in dire need of sweeping, and Janice was willing to spend 5 bucks shipping a camera charger to a scatter brained friend instead of spending it at a taco truck for a midnight snack.

So, as before, the first thing I did with the camera was to take pictures of my new apartment.

Living room: couch
Living room: TV set

Dining/Kitchen Area

My bedroom:

Disclaimer: I regret it inform you that I cannot confirm or deny the use of any cleaning appliances before taking those pictures.

Apartment mates:

Yes, the 2 roommies on the left are wearing wigs. And yes, I have blue hair. Sue me.