Wednesday, May 26, 2010


I just found out that I have to go in for a 12 hour shift tomorrow (originally I was off). As much as I dread it, I also wonder what idiotic thing I will manage to do tomorrow. At some point, I have to start finding humor in the fact that I am a total klutz and should not be dealing with living things for a career (on top of the fact that I can't stand nursing and don't want to do it).

Examples? Last week, I dumped a guy's blood from his hemovac all over him (see last post). Earlier this week I spilled pee from a guy's bedside commode all over the floor. A day later I stabbed every patient in the mouth with the oral thermometer (in my defense, if you didn't have surgery on your arm or shoulder, quit being a lazy ass, pick up your arm, and hold your own damn thermometer). Later that same day, I had a disasterous event with a patient's meal tray. And after all of the above, I'm only 3 days in. Tomorrow should be a hoot.

Friday, May 21, 2010


This week was my first almost-full week of work at the hospital, and what I've learned is that I'm a HUGE wimp. I worked 2 13-hour shifts in a row and honestly, by the end of the day, I thought I was dying. No joke. I don't think my legs or feet have ever hurt that bad in my entire life and now begins the search for a comfortable pair of shoes. After the first 13 hour shift I limped home, took a hot bath, drank a martini, and went to bed. The second day, I limped home and went straight to bed; I had no energy left to do anything else! Moral of the story? I'm a wimp and I'm not physically designed to be a nurse. That's my excuse.

On the plus side, I really like the other people on my unit and all of the (too many) patients I had were awesome; super friendly and very understanding. In fact, at the end of my last 13 hour shift I was emptying a hemovac (drains blood from a wound), had a muscle twitch (hey, I wasn't getting my usual 12 hours of sleep a night), spilled blood all over the guy's blanket, and said "son of a bitch" quite loudly. Luckily the guy was my age, covered in tattoos and piercings, and laughed it off telling me not to worry about it. I was thankful it wasn't someones grandpa. Seriously.

Next week will be another story; I work 3 13-hour shifts and until my nifty Crocs nursing shoes arrive I'm feeling that there will be a lot of Ibuprofen in my future. Sigh.

Just to add...I am very thankful that I even have a job. I'm just whining while I adjust!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Funeral & stuff

Today I went to Edenton for my Grandpa's funeral and as far as funerals go, well, it was a nice one. It's always good to see my family even if the circumstances are less than desirable. Because my Grandpa was in the Army, several soldiers from Ft. Bragg came and presented my uncle with an American flag. I've only ever seen those ceremonies on TV and I have to admit, it's a nice touch in remembering someone that has served. I think all of us had held it together well but when the one guy started playing Taps the tears started flowing! The church there was also wonderful- both when my Grandma passed away and then my Grandpa. There was a group of women who cooked some fabulous food, a man that sang "Amazing Grace", and two wonderful ministers. Oh, and one of the best parts of the day- a hummingbird showed up during the funeral and hovered near my Grandpa's coffin. For those that don't know, my Grandma absolutely LOVED hummingbirds; I would like to think she made it to the service too.

Tomorrow starts another day of orientation for work. Although I'm not thrilled about being a nurse aide for the summer, I'm incredibly thankful to have a job and look forward to the paychecks coming in (even if I'll just be scraping by for a while). It will also be good for experience and hopefully my foot will be in the door come next January when I need an RN position!

Monday, May 10, 2010

Grandpa Evans

Well, my Grandpa joined my Grandma in heaven this morning. It was sad to lose him, and so soon after my Grandma, but I believe he stuck around for so long so as not to leave her alone. When she passed away a few weeks ago, the family thought that he may not be with us much longer- I just don't think any of us thought he'd go so soon. Although I'll miss both of them very much, I know that they're together again and that is definitely comforting in a way.

Nancy P. Evans
27 November 1922 - 16 April 2010

William D. Evans
27 August 1917 - 10 May 2010

Monday, May 3, 2010

Sigh of Relief

3rd semester of nursing school is over.

I got all A's (say what???).

I am worn out, burnt out, stressed out, and want out (of this town...and this school...okay, and maybe this degree also).

That is all.