I just got home from my second hospital clinical session of the semester, and this happened:
1. I dodged flying poo, successfully.
2. My scrubs pocket received a lovely infusion of 5000 units of heparin. Luckily the needle stayed capped.
3. My patient, towards the end of the shift, told me I looked exhausted. That can't be good.
4. I got my period. With a VENGEANCE.
5. Related to 4., one-ply toilet paper in the staff restroom? No bueno!
And I go back this weekend for 24 more hours of fun! But first, I have the introduction and annotated bibliography for my Senior Capstone paper to write...
7 comments:
I could have gone all day...well, the rest of eternity really, NOT knowing number 4.
LOL, a bit TMI for you? Hey, at least I don't poop-blog (unless you count number 1 on my list...)
Fun times... NOT... Single ply? Those are some CHEAP SOBs...
You're going to rock it, when it's all said and done. Hang in there!
Nice information about Massage Therapy
Perhaps some dermal absorption of the heparin and the period from hell are connected??? Just sayin'
loveyournurse, thanks for cracking me up! I needed to laugh. :)
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