As The Hospital Pervs-- It's Overtime Time

:heart: i should make a dating website for available nurses :heart:

Do it!

And break it down! I've...heard that head nurses and ER nurses tend to lean toward lustfulness, bawdiness and a certain openness.

What are the other stereotypes?

Might be a new wrinkle to have mild to wild categories on the same site so folk could self sort, though I suppose POF does it in kind of lame manner.
 
Do it!

And break it down! I've...heard that head nurses and ER nurses tend to lean toward lustfulness, bawdiness and a certain openness.

What are the other stereotypes?

Might be a new wrinkle to have mild to wild categories on the same site so folk could self sort, though I suppose POF does it in kind of lame manner.

If I knew how to create applications I truly would do it! I am not sure if I could summarize by nursing specialty. I am going to have to think about this one and get creative. I only know ICU nurses are fucking crazy and they had me out all weekend. I am wrecked from it.
 
If I knew how to create applications I truly would do it! I am not sure if I could summarize by nursing specialty. I am going to have to think about this one and get creative. I only know ICU nurses are fucking crazy and they had me out all weekend. I am wrecked from it.

It's the only way to stay sane! Otherwise, we are fucked. I always joke about having my "morning wine" before we start.
 
It's the only way to stay sane! Otherwise, we are fucked. I always joke about having my "morning wine" before we start.

It is pretty wild. Most of the nurses I work with can put in the heavy drink easy. I truly don't drink often but when I do it always turns into an all-night thing. And I am paying for Friday/Saturday night all day today.

It's been a good time. Nothing like the weekend we spent in AC and took one of our nurses to the ER at the end of the weekend for fluids. We had to force her, after she was heaving for 12 hours, she finally submitted to our will.

Also I have a crazy OR story for you. I ended up taking an unstable post code belly full of blood to the OR emergent. I am standing at the do not cross the red line giving report to Anesthesia. I look at the patient, no color, no pulse palp, I was like: I can't find a pulse. The patient was about to code.

The OR nurse was like: Room 7 now. I was like: You want me to cross the red line? She was like: Go!

She threw a bonnet on my head and I went. She got the Massive Transfusion in and the Surgeon took out the spleen. My patient survived. I have taken many unstable up to the OR, but this was the scariest and the first time I crossed the red line.

I am just so glad we got the patient up in time because our Surgeons have cut patients open right in the ICU room when they have to, and that is never a good day.

It's the fucking spleen. This patient had multiple injuries but was doing well for a few days, still on a ventilator and such, but that fucking spleen. It's like a blood bomb.
 
The credo that states “all unstable trauma patients are in hemorrhagic shock until proven otherwise” serves the trauma surgeon well. In this arena of shock, the blood is either in the chest, abdomen (pelvis and retroperitoneum), thighs, or on the floor.

True story.
 
:). The 'should' made it sound undesirable, so I was a little confused :).

I don't know what you see as 'normal'. I just see it as a boiled down average of stats and not something to aspire to or not to, just some thing you are or not. I think trying to be content is a good goal.

I am mostly content and normal is a relative thing. I think I am just going to maintain the steady state. It’s been a crazy week and I am over-thinking it.

The word ‘should’ is mostly a comparison word: “ I should settle down because that is what others have done at this stage of life and development.”

It’s not just that I should desire that, but I kind of get these brief moments of wanting that too.

The normal, well I got kissed this weekend. We made out. My neck is bruised and there is a small hematoma on my tongue. Fuck it, it’s normal for me.
 
Heart Rate 108 and he is the Cardiology Fellow so I won’t be double checking my own pulse.

Are you sure? It feels like SVT and I am short of breath.

And my bruise is a beta-blocker and his voice is a cardioverter and there is a poem in there somewhere but I am too sleepy for electrophysiology and

I am resting potential because I just can’t do it.

I don’t want to leak feelings like troponins in the sepsis of my life.
 
Fucking MRI. 1 more hour in, and I'm not comfortable with it ever.

Also they are bitches.
 
The heat wave is keeping the ambulances busy.
More fender benders, more fences crashed into.

Summer. Party! (Blood alcohol levels. Plus searching for Pokies while driving.)
 
the summer started heavy with the violence and i cried for these boys in the bed.

and i don't have the answers, but i know something is not right.

i lost track of the motorcycle crashes and falls off ladders. some limbs have been lost and most lives have been saved.

and i am falling in love and am very afraid that i will ruin it somehow.
 
the summer started heavy with the violence and i cried for these boys in the bed.

and i don't have the answers, but i know something is not right.

i lost track of the motorcycle crashes and falls off ladders. some limbs have been lost and most lives have been saved.

and i am falling in love and am very afraid that i will ruin it somehow.



Oh, don't I know that feeling all too damned well.
 
Had an MRI just a couple months ago, looking to find cause for sudden hearing loss in right ear. For such a high tech gadget, it sounds awfully old school industrial. Deaf in one ear and ear plug in the other I was just on the verge of falling asleep when procedure was done. Quite comfy.
 
Had an MRI just a couple months ago, looking to find cause for sudden hearing loss in right ear. For such a high tech gadget, it sounds awfully old school industrial. Deaf in one ear and ear plug in the other I was just on the verge of falling asleep when procedure was done. Quite comfy.

a practical distraction! thank you.

yes, the MRI frightens and amazes me at the same time. it is a pain for the critical care nurse to travel to MRI with a sick patient. i don't like it.

i once felt the tug of the magnet on the back of my bra while getting the patient onto the table. it was trying to rip my bra off! the cheap metal clasps were the culprit. i was so frightened i ran out of the room for a short second.

our machine is very new and it is still extremely loud. i am glad you were comfortable. most of my patients are sedated but i still give that extra dose to keep them calm and still during the scan because there is nothing worse than the radiologist dictating: motion artifact, or clinical correlation recommended.
 
Get a kick out of a hi-tech gadget that sounds like it is steam powered. And the what is basically a big c-clamp you might use to hold blocks of wood together while glue dries that they clamp your thigh down with after scoping out you heart through the femoral artery (can't recall procedure name, on tip of tongue). And read about obsidian being used for surgical blades.

Steam punk, wood shop class and stone age knapping used along side particle beam weapons to treat cancer. Cooool!
 
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