Thursday, June 14, 2012
Another Day in Paradise
I worked the last couple nights and boy were they crazy. Census has been way up lately, not sure why but our hospital population ebbs and flows like the sea. And let me tell you, just like the sea at high tide don't turn your back on it!
When I last left my ICU we had 8 patients, which is nearly half full and was thinking that it was looking pretty good. When I came back I saw that we had eight nurses waiting to take report and that we were at capacity, with several vented patients and a couple of wild stories going around about a couple on bath salts and what landed them in our company.
It was a crazy couple of nights that included fighting with a doctor over the difference between a draining hematoma vs an active bleed (Nurses 1, Doc 0), a couple of crazy patients trying to dive out of bed (Nurses 2, Patients 0) , another couple of patients who believed that the "H" on the side of the building stood for "Hotel" and not "Hospital" (Nurses 0, Patients 2) and a co-workers birthday that resulted in a small potluck. By the end of night two the diving patients had been happily settled upstairs and we were able to get some work done.
The topper of my couple of nights came just before shift change when I was helping the X-Ray Tech move a couple of patients so he could shoot his films. He got a stat page and took off, he returned 10 minutes later laughing.
"Give you one guess who that stat page was for."
I stared at him blankly for a second, then a light went on in the attic.
"No way!" I said
"Yup, your diver finally hit the floor upstairs"
I cannot tell you how happy I was to be leaving that morning, but strangely I was laughing and I had one major realization, I really love my job.