I spoke too soon. It just may be a frikkin' spider bite!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
In honor of Emergency Nurses Week...
You believe that 90% of people are a poor excuse for protoplasm...
Discussing dismemberment over a gourmet meal seems perfectly normal to you..
You believe a good tape job will fix anything...
You have the bladder capacity of five people...
You can identify the positive teeth to tattoo ratio...
Your idea of a good time is a full arrest at shift change...
You find humor in other people's stupidity...
You believe in aerial spraying of Prozac...
You disbelieve 90% of what you are told and 75% of what you see...
You have your weekends off planned for a year in advance...
You automatically assume the patient is a drug seeker when presented with the complaint of migraine, lower back pain, chronic myalgia (choose one of the above), a list of numerous allergies to meds (except Demerol), and the statement that the family doctor is from out of town...
You encourage an obnoxious patient to sign out AMA so you don't have to deal with them any longer...
You believe that "shallow gene pool" should be a recognized diagnosis...
You believe that the government should require a permit to reproduce...
You threaten to strangle anyone who even starts to say the "Q" word when the ER is even remotely calm...
You don't think a referral to Dr. Kevorkian is inappropriate...
You refer to someone in severe respiratory distress as a "smurf"...
You believe that "too stupid to live" should be a diagnosis...
You have ever had to leave a patient's room before you begin to laugh uncontrollably...
You have ever referred to the E.R. Doc or triage nurse as a "shit magnet"...
You have ever restrained someone and it was not a sexual experience...
Your most common assessment question is "what changed, --- tonight ,to make it an emergency after 6 (hours, days, weeks, months, years)?"...
You believe a "supreme being consult" is your patient's only hope...
You want lab to order a "dumb s**t profile"...
You believe your patient is demonically possessed...
You have ever had a patient look you straight in the eye and say "I have no idea how that got stuck in there !"...
You believe that waiting room time should be proportional to length of time from symptom onset ("you've had the pain for three weeks...well have a seat in the waiting room and we'll get to you in three days")...
You have ever had a patient say, ". . .----But, I'm not pregnant; I can't be pregnant; how can I be having a baby?"...
You have ever had a patient control his seizures when offered some food...
You carry your own set of keys to the "leathers"...
Your idea of gambling is an ETOH level pool instead of a football pool...
You have a special shrine in your home to the inventor of Haldol...
Your idea of an x-ray prep is a second dose of Haldol...
You have recurring nightmares about being knocked to the floor and run over
by a portable x-ray machine...
You have every referred to subcutaneous air as "Rice Krispies"...
You have thought OD instead of BBQ when asked to get the Charcoal...
You believe that a large part of your daily calorie requirement is provided by Tylenol®, Advil®, or Excedrin®...
AND FINALLY....===YOU MIGHT BE AN E.R. NURSE IF...----YOU FIND HUMOR IN ANY OF THIS!!!
Posted by Night Witch at 3:31 PM 10 comments
Sunday, October 7, 2007
IT IS NOT A FRIKKIN' SPIDER BITE!!!
Frequent Flyer Guy: I got bit by a spider on my neck. Hurts like hell.
Night Witch: It is not a spider bite. It is a staph infection. It looks like it is a MRSA infection.
Frequent Flyer Guy: No, I am sure it is a spider bite. I get these all the time. They give me that white pill. I think I have a nest of spiders somewhere in my house. Even my girlfriend and kids get them. Maybe it is a brown recluse.
Night Witch: It is not a spider bite. And there are no brown recluse spiders in this state. You get these all the time because it is MRSA. It is highly contagious, that is why your whole family gets these. The "little white pill" - is that Bactrim, a sulfa medicine?
Frequent Flyer Guy: Well it may not be a brown recluse. But my friends mother's brothers neighbors ex-wife got bit by a brown recluse in this city and she nearly lost her arm. Yes, it was a sulfa pill.
Night Witch: I doubt it was a brown recluse since it is confirmed that we don't have them in this state but regardless, you will need antibiotics again. I also need to lance it and get all the pus out. And quit touching it. Your face will be next if you aren't careful.
Frequent Flyer Guy: Is it going to hurt to lance it?
Night Witch: Nope, won't hurt me a bit :>)
Frequent Flyer Guy: I am going to need a Vicodin prescription too.
Night Witch: Yeah, I'll give you 4 tablets, then you should be fine. If you laid off the meth you might get fewer of these, ya know.
Posted by Night Witch at 9:42 PM 6 comments
National Physician Assistant Week
Posted by Night Witch at 8:58 PM 2 comments
Labels: Excellent care
Friday, October 5, 2007
Scabies, lice and everything nice.
Tonight it was a family of 4.
School teacher Mama: No way!
Night Witch: Yep, no doubt about it. See the burrowing lines around Oscars waist line. See these little dots on Olivia's arms. One of you probably got them at school and spread them to the rest of the family.
School teacher Mama: No way, it just can't be. I cannot believe this.
Night Witch: Yep, I am sure. Elimite family pack for all of you. This is why your hands itch so much.
Vice Principal Papa: Gee, thanks. Thanks a lot. This should go over big in the weekly school newsletter.
I nod and agree, leaving the room, scratching my head, neck and arms. I hate seeing patients with scabies.
Posted by Night Witch at 1:28 AM 2 comments
Labels: Louses
Monday, October 1, 2007
Down the Drain
Posted by Night Witch at 12:02 AM 2 comments
Saturday, September 29, 2007
The Girl and the Hot Dog
Posted by Night Witch at 11:37 AM 3 comments