Are you a kill them with kindness kind of person? I must say I love how when people are trying to get a rise out of you, and fluster you. That you keep your cool say all the "right words" and piss off the other people.
I am talking in reference to one of the Dr's. One who asked me this weekend if I speak English and if I understood his instructions? Yeah in my head I am thinking yeah dip shit I do understand English. But what came out was the most PC nice words I could say. It pissed him off. I LOVED it. To which he promptly hung up on me only after saying Thank you.
I must say it takes a lot for me to blow up on you. At work I am trying to be the most professional nurse. Even at times when families and Dr's are pissing me off to no end. I keep my cool, and move along.
So this weekend was an exercise in keeping my cool. For which I did wonderfully.
On to other things. Things I must suggest make some decision about your health like whether or not you want "all" to be done. In my house if I am dead dead let me go. Don't put me on life support. Same goes for the hubby.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Kill them with kindness
Posted by Ida at 9:31 AM 1 comments
Labels: life in the icu.
Monday, May 4, 2009
The Good and the Bad of the ICU.
It was a very trying week for me at work. It made me question myself, and why I chose nursing in the first place. Don't get me wrong I love being a nurse but some days are pure hell on earth. I think God is testing me to see if I will crack.
I did crack a little. After coming out of one of my patients room, I must have looked like hell because the charge nurse asked me if I needed a hug. I did and yes I did accept said hug.
I wanted to cry I think a stress filled day mixed with hormones thanks Aunt Flo. I was a mess. I seriously said I don't want to come back tomorrow.
But I did come back. Yes you only get 2 patients in the ICU. But those patients are work. I literally spent hours trying to save a man's life, the next day same thing again but different patient.
I still wonder if the ICU will be my niche. I sure hope it is. I have so much more to learn. The ladies there are amazing though. They will back you up, and save your ass. They fight like family, but don't mess with anyone or else you will get the wrath of them all. Some of the nurses there have been there over 20 years. I can only hope I can get it together like them.
It is amazing though to visit with the families. You do what you can, and yet you try to keep your distance. But you don't want to seem uncaring. Those are people's mothers and fathers brothers and sisters you are taking care of. And yes I do care.
Posted by Ida at 6:46 PM 1 comments
Labels: life in the icu.