Notice how I am not taking full responsibility for this one. I said WE. Me and a team of 9 other monkeys. Although, some of us may shoulder more of the blame. (That one, I said US).
Don't worry guys. It was a mannequin. But we "killed" it none the less.
I won't go into details of how we crushed a timed released morphine sulfate and gave the dose via a nasogastric tube and then the patient's heart rate dropped and dropped and dropped. Because we learned something today.
I WILL NEVER, EVER, EVER CRUSH MS CONTIN. E-V-E-R. And I will ALWAYS (and forever amen) check the list of drugs that cannot be crushed.
that's all.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Michelle
Oh, y'all don't know who Michelle is.
I didn't know who Michelle was at this time last year. I met her in my nursing skills class in the spring of 08. She seemed to know what she was doing and she always had a huge stack of papers that freaked me out. HUGE STACK.
So, I thought, "this girl knows what she's doing". Big understatement. She knows what she's doing and she's thorough. She thinks she's in med school. Seriously. I'll send her the memo right before we graduate. Just so she knows to take the NCLEX and not the MCAT.
I'm just saying.
But all kidding aside. I developed a really great friendship with her. Infact, I don't think that I can make it through nursing school without her. I have someone to lean on. I have someone to honestly say, "I don't know what the heck I'm doing" to. And I have someone that makes me smile, laugh, and look forward to spending my time with. She's a wonderful, wonderful friend.
But, her stacks of paper still freak me out. She is a disorganized mess.
I said it. ;)
I didn't know who Michelle was at this time last year. I met her in my nursing skills class in the spring of 08. She seemed to know what she was doing and she always had a huge stack of papers that freaked me out. HUGE STACK.
So, I thought, "this girl knows what she's doing". Big understatement. She knows what she's doing and she's thorough. She thinks she's in med school. Seriously. I'll send her the memo right before we graduate. Just so she knows to take the NCLEX and not the MCAT.
I'm just saying.
But all kidding aside. I developed a really great friendship with her. Infact, I don't think that I can make it through nursing school without her. I have someone to lean on. I have someone to honestly say, "I don't know what the heck I'm doing" to. And I have someone that makes me smile, laugh, and look forward to spending my time with. She's a wonderful, wonderful friend.
But, her stacks of paper still freak me out. She is a disorganized mess.
I said it. ;)
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
It's No-Mo-Blo-Po-Mo Again
I am not making any promises. But in the spirit of remembrance for fun times had in the past, I might just hop on the bandwagon.
might. There are no capitals or punctuation marks following that word. N.O.N.E. I'm just saying.
And I'm already cheating because this isn't really a real post. I am going to go and snuggle my dog and read a book. The dog has a stomach bug (apparently) as evidenced by three piles of throw up found on my bedroom floor. One of which I stepped in.
Yes. It went up, through, and between the toes. Sad to say, bad to read, but really y'all. Who was the victim here?
might. There are no capitals or punctuation marks following that word. N.O.N.E. I'm just saying.
And I'm already cheating because this isn't really a real post. I am going to go and snuggle my dog and read a book. The dog has a stomach bug (apparently) as evidenced by three piles of throw up found on my bedroom floor. One of which I stepped in.
Yes. It went up, through, and between the toes. Sad to say, bad to read, but really y'all. Who was the victim here?
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