Monday, September 17, 2012

So...

I cathed my first patient today.

Granted, "Mrs. Smith" was made of rubber and plastic, but STILL. My instructor was pleased.

And hey, at least "Mrs. Smith" couldn't mutter about how my semi-inept fumblings "down theah" reminded her of her late husband, God rest his soul. 'Cause that would have been awkward. ;)

7 comments:

Ambulance Driver said...

Wait until you do it on a 400 pounder with a yeast infection and a nasty UTI, where you need an assistant to hold her pannus out of the way while you search hopelessly for the urethral meatus between labia the size of walrus jowls.

Fun fun fun!

LMB said...

So much for THAT roast beef sammich...

Christina LMT said...

AD, Challenge Accepted! :D

LMB, just about nuthin' affects my appetite, luckily (?). Sorry my previous (HAH, I actually typed "pervious" first!) commenter ruined yours...

Old NFO said...

Yeah, it WILL get worse... AD's right!

Anonymous said...

I have a very old nursing text that gives 2 ways of cathing a female. Visualy for immodest patients and by touch for those women of a more modest nature.
We nurses today have it easy!
An Old(but not THAT old)RN

Suldog said...

I think AD wins "Nastiest Picture Put In My Head Via Comment This Decade".

Paul, Dammit! said...

You're lucky, in my eyes, Christina. I had to do the same thing with an anatomically correct male doll in a ships' medic class. With a bunch of sailors in the class, it took a long time, and there were pictures. Sailors ashore are juvenile.