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As The Hospital Pervs-- It's Overtime Time
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Jennifer
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Are you a disgusting piece of shit or what. How's your fake cancer?
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You like ass play?
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I thought it was Bert/Ann that had the fake cancer?
Oh, sorry. I thought this thing was msann
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Jennifer
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To be a surgery nurse/ tech....
From the time you put the blue scrubs on your family comes second.
Long days, long cases, no lunch, no breaks.
An incision is made with hope for a cure, but the cancer has spread and you close without closure.
The baby is born but no breath is taken.
911 has been called. ER starts the code. Surgery is notified. An incision is made. The bleeding won't stop. The injury is too severe.
Compressions are done but no pulse returns. Breaths are given but the sats keep falling. Beep beep beep .................
No time to rest. No time to stop. The next add on is here. The surgeon awaits. No time to grieve. No place to hide. Your call shift just started.
Rarely do you hear praise, or a pat on the back. The patients don't remember your name or that you prayed with them at the start.
The surgeons concerned with what is next, why aren't we in the room?
You are the unsung hero. The person without a voice. You are beaten, broken, tired, and ready to go again. You have no quit. You just keep going. Day after day. Call hour after call hour you keep doing what it is that you do.
Calm fears. Hold hands. Save lives.
They may not remember who you were or what you did for them, but you do. You know that they are able to see their kids, grand kids, husbands, wives, parents, and friends again because you were there for them at all hours of the day or night.
To all my co-workers at Faith, and to all the Surgery nurses/ techs everywhere. Thank you for what you do. Thank you for who you are.
I know what you do. I know what you give up. I know the impact on your health and on your families. I know that you wouldn't change it for the world. We are Surgery we are Outstanding.
From the time you put the blue scrubs on your family comes second.
Long days, long cases, no lunch, no breaks.
An incision is made with hope for a cure, but the cancer has spread and you close without closure.
The baby is born but no breath is taken.
911 has been called. ER starts the code. Surgery is notified. An incision is made. The bleeding won't stop. The injury is too severe.
Compressions are done but no pulse returns. Breaths are given but the sats keep falling. Beep beep beep .................
No time to rest. No time to stop. The next add on is here. The surgeon awaits. No time to grieve. No place to hide. Your call shift just started.
Rarely do you hear praise, or a pat on the back. The patients don't remember your name or that you prayed with them at the start.
The surgeons concerned with what is next, why aren't we in the room?
You are the unsung hero. The person without a voice. You are beaten, broken, tired, and ready to go again. You have no quit. You just keep going. Day after day. Call hour after call hour you keep doing what it is that you do.
Calm fears. Hold hands. Save lives.
They may not remember who you were or what you did for them, but you do. You know that they are able to see their kids, grand kids, husbands, wives, parents, and friends again because you were there for them at all hours of the day or night.
To all my co-workers at Faith, and to all the Surgery nurses/ techs everywhere. Thank you for what you do. Thank you for who you are.
I know what you do. I know what you give up. I know the impact on your health and on your families. I know that you wouldn't change it for the world. We are Surgery we are Outstanding.
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How considerate of you to ensure gloves that adequately accommodate and are comfortable to work in are available.
Sometimes one does not consider himself to be in possession of lager equipment yet the application of a covering is difficult and once applied the very snug fit, assumed to be appropriately secure, is actually constricting and ultimately ruins the operation. It's a revelation when he acquires the surprisingly elusive larger product he discovers it is easy to apply, fits securely without a vice-like grip and allows comfortable performance of the entire operation using a girth aided technique.
If the lovely Sweepthefloor is not present to anticipate your extra needs then you may wish to peruse the extensive catalogue of medical device supplier Lucky Bloke https://luckybloke.com/collections/buy-best-large-generous-xl-fit-condoms-reviews
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I get paid, but not enough!
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just think about all those assholes! the night nurse tells me, 'the flexi-seal is out because the patient doesn't have any rectal tone.'
positive clostridium difficile, and i will tape that rectal tube in place if necessary!! i will cover the whole hole with a bag to contain those spores!
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Jennifer, your post is my time-out and it is poetic.
We work so hard to save life and limb, or we work so hard to spare some suffering.
We don't get a closure, there is no running suture line on our soul. We get a wound that never heals, and over years it festers and drains the never ending compassion. We just keep reinforcing the sores with the super humor sterile gauze and laugh or cry in the medication room.
We have each other and that is the only way to survive. How was your day? Is a question that can't be answered outside of the world of the outstanding.
There is no time to grieve the loss that we are not allowed to claim as our own because there is
time of death
and
setting up the room for the post-operative.
It is the sound of a Mother sobbing, another box of tissues, three coolers packed with product from the blood bank and a level one rapid infuser.
We just keep going and there is no stopping. The real world fades away and we are lost for hours. I don't know where to start but it never ends and it doesn't get to be about us. We are in a loop.
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How is the commute ? How are the roads ?
(Are you extremely busy ?)
I suspect that my lovely cul-de-sac in the woods will soon have another exit, soon. They installed a cell phone tower not far from the neighborhood. They gave it a red light at the top, so that private planes and helicopters will not snap the top off.
It shines like Sauron's evil eye, in Mordor.
(Are you extremely busy ?)
I suspect that my lovely cul-de-sac in the woods will soon have another exit, soon. They installed a cell phone tower not far from the neighborhood. They gave it a red light at the top, so that private planes and helicopters will not snap the top off.
It shines like Sauron's evil eye, in Mordor.
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The commute is quick and the roads are not so rough a ride at 0630 in the morning and back well into the darkness that is December living.
It is busy and extreme and sometimes I wonder the waste of time working paycheck to paycheck, how do any of us survive? There will be no relief, no real security and the only sure thing is a lifelong struggle. It could have been so much easier than this situation but I was never good at planning or decision making.
The invasion of towers and radio signals, there is no escape and no quarter will be given to any of us.
blah, seems so sadly but it's not this badly.
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I am standing there pressure bagging in the fifth unit of PRBCs, watching the blood pressure rise up in real time on the arterial line as if in a dream,
another nurse is timing out for the triple lumen central line with a sterile eye to ensure the cleanest insertion,
two other nurses are checking blood products fresh out of the cooler and signing off the match,
the critical care tech pushes the endoscopy equipment trying to find space near the bed,
the new nurses training are setting up wall suction because they don't know what's really going on but they know to set up suction,
the Resident wants to know if the vasopressin is up yet,
and look around at this highly coordinated effort to correct coagulopathy, replace the blood lost, and establish definitive control of the bleed.
There is no panic on my face, we have done this before and we will do it again, the patient is pale and cool and mottled but we have protocols and hope. The protocols are proven to work and the hope is most helpful.
am I sick of working in the intensive care unit? Do I want to try something new, like the operating room? Do I even want to be a nurse?
How did I get here? I could have been that sexy domesticated bunny at home waiting for a husband while searching the Pinteresting for the interesting winter meals.
I come home to an empty house with the alarm fatigue still ringing in my ears. There is nothing to say, and no person to say nothing to so I scream at the top of my lungs, "Honey! I am home!" I laugh like a lunatic.
I dropped my phone into the warm bath while scrolling past the perfect happy little households on Facebook.
The wind whips at the window pain of this life.
another nurse is timing out for the triple lumen central line with a sterile eye to ensure the cleanest insertion,
two other nurses are checking blood products fresh out of the cooler and signing off the match,
the critical care tech pushes the endoscopy equipment trying to find space near the bed,
the new nurses training are setting up wall suction because they don't know what's really going on but they know to set up suction,
the Resident wants to know if the vasopressin is up yet,
and look around at this highly coordinated effort to correct coagulopathy, replace the blood lost, and establish definitive control of the bleed.
There is no panic on my face, we have done this before and we will do it again, the patient is pale and cool and mottled but we have protocols and hope. The protocols are proven to work and the hope is most helpful.
am I sick of working in the intensive care unit? Do I want to try something new, like the operating room? Do I even want to be a nurse?
How did I get here? I could have been that sexy domesticated bunny at home waiting for a husband while searching the Pinteresting for the interesting winter meals.
I come home to an empty house with the alarm fatigue still ringing in my ears. There is nothing to say, and no person to say nothing to so I scream at the top of my lungs, "Honey! I am home!" I laugh like a lunatic.
I dropped my phone into the warm bath while scrolling past the perfect happy little households on Facebook.
The wind whips at the window pain of this life.
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New staff are getting introductions to hypothermia and frost bite ? My Ogre Husband had a piece of his ear snipped off. Youthful folly. I shovel, and my breath steams my face. My toes decide that they need to help my body to stay cool. The same as on the ice, in my skates. I am working hard and fast, and I sweat. My toes inside my skates are frozen. Numb.
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we demand a proper fit!
I remember when all that was demanded was a shrubbery.
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If more nurses were like sweepthefloor, guys like me would be volunteering to go to the hospital!
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I'd like to encourage Sweep & the other nurses here to go V.A. They are having a virtual job fair.
https:/*******aLBITousRp
Join VA’s nursing virtual career fair Jan. 18 http://******/2Cxc4AL
January 18, 2018
And hi!
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Oh! Is there a product, such as warming socks or tights to wear under the skates? I bet it hurts the toes during the rewarming process.
I don't skate but it sure looks like fun with a certain kind of freedom.
I imagine the Emergency Department nurses are trained with the frost bite. In the ICU we get hypothermia patients all the time: "found down, unknown amount of time." They are very sick. We warm them up externally and administer warmed fluids.
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thank you but try to take care and avoid the sick!
You could always find yourself a nurse.
Love a nurse, we need it.
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Hello!
Thanks, I am going to check it out! I am getting tired of critical care and maybe there will be something interesting.
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Hi Nurse Sweep! I’ve been AWOL from Literotica General for quite a few years, and I see that it’s been the Q word in here for a few months. I hope all is well for you and my fellow nurses!
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