Showing posts with label nursing school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nursing school. Show all posts

Friday, April 27, 2012

Day X

A long, long, long time ago, I had my first day of clinicals. That day, I touched, prodded and poked my first patient. 500 hours of clincals have passed since that first day, discounting all the hours spent writing care plans, brooding over care plans, screaming at care plans, burning care plans, rewriting care plans, brooding over the rewritten care plans and screaming at the rewritten care plan again.

I kid you not.

Today, I had my last clinical day ever as a nursing student. Supposedly I am ready to go out into the world to poke and prod other patients. But before that, I have to rewrite my lastest care plan, brood over it, scream at it and finally, turn it in...

FOR.

THE.

LAST.

TIME.

Amen.


Sunday, December 26, 2010

News from the north.

So I left off a week and a half ago with a cryptic post that probably left all of you on the edge of your seats in suspense. Right? Right? Hellooo? Anybody home?



*silence*



Dang.



Its okay, at least I know my parents visit this page once in a blue moon. Hi parents.



So here's the deal. I passed all my papers and managed not to be kicked out of the programme. It has been my worst semester gradewise, but probably the most interesting. And after 4 months of slogging, I can state as a fact that I don't hate nursing. Giving people shots is fun and poop is tolerable. The secret is to breathe through your teeth.



OK! TMI! CHANGE TOPIC!


And here I am in Minnesota, spending Christmas/New Years with the big brother. I get to nag him, bum off him, watch movies all day, do nothing all day, sleep early, sleep late, DO WHATEVER THE COW WANTS BESIDES STUDY. I also get to bundle up like an eskimo and take 4 hour tramps in the snow explore the big brother's hood.

Turns out, after bundling up like a fat polar bear, complete with cap, gloves and chunky snow boots, going out in negative degree weather ain't half too bad. Or maybe its the layer of blubber from all the chirstmas consumables protecting me from the fridgid cold. But I choose to believe that my "keep warm mantra" is the thing protecting me from turning into a icicle.

I am warm. It is not cold. I am warm. It is not cold. I am warm. It is not cold. I am warm...

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

And now the waiting begins.

She had one hour of joy before grades started getting posted. And now she is a wreck.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Finals week.

You know you are approaching finals week when...

...your study buddies crash on your couch/floor/bathtub. Okay, maybe not the bathtub.
...your laptop overheats on the cooling pad.
...your refrigerator is empty.
...you eat canned soup for dinner.
...you run to the store to buy frozen dinners to feed all the study buddies crashing on you couch/floor/bathtub.
...your dinning table is 95% a study table and 5% a dinning table.
...you get a permanent groove on your forehead due to multiple catnaps.
...you make an oath not to get on facebook. And you keep it.
...you change your study buddy's facebook password.
...you see your study group so often you think you'll go mad.
...you have so many microsoft office documents open at the same time you get confused.
...you start calculating how much you need on your finals to get an A, an A-, a B+, a B, a B-.
...darn it! you start calculating how much you need on your finals to just pass.
...you blog about what you are doing for finals week.
...you update your blog post every time you think of something to add to the list.

update:
...you wear your "beware of the nurse" tee shirt for inspiration.
...you wear you smurf hat for inspiration.
...you park yourself in the library for 12 hours.
...you drink caffiene. Lots of it.
...you start talking about the randomest things. Ranging from cats to boys to poop to xyphoid processes and back to poop again. (Don't judge, I'm a nursing major k?)
...zits start popping out like mushrooms after the rain.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

I can multiply.

3 weeks = 21 days = 504 hours = 30,240 mins = 1,814,400 seconds.

I have not had a breather for 1814400 seconds. I need a clone.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Day 1

I am not allowed to blog/facebook/talk about what happens at clinicals...but I think this is safe to say:

I saw blood, and I thought it was cool. I think that I can conclude I am not in the wrong line of work.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

If...

If at the end of the day, the nursing school gets the better of me...
If pharmacology really pharmakills me...
If my Foundations encyclopedia breaks my back...
If I start an IV in the wrong place and I get kicked out of clinicals...
If my needle gets stuck in my pateint and I get kicked out of clinicals...
If I stick a catheter up the wrong hole and I get kicked out of clinicals...
If a put an NG tube down the wrong pipe and I get kicked out of clinicals...
If creepy patients plain scare me off...
If I don't survive my crazy sleep schedules...
If I lose all my hand written medcards and go insane...

...at very least I have learnt how to spell diarrhea.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

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.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

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.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

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.