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Friday, 27 August 2004
Weirdness
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Shine On You Crazy Diamond - by Pink Floyd
I work on my fiction all the time. Even when I'm not writing. I lay down in bed, preparing to go to sleep, and think about what could happen next in my stories, where the characters should go, any action, any detail I'm missing, blah blah blah. Well, this time my fiction bit me back.

The night before last, I had a dream that I was a gundam pilot. I've never had a dream where *I* was involved. I've dreamt plotlines and stuff, but I've never dreamt *I've* been a pilot. And we weren't nice pilots either. It was me, Heero, Duo, and this guy I had for gym class in high school whose name I can't remember. Anyway, we (the 4 of us) bought this beautiful mansion that was built into a cliff that was on the ocean, so that we could keep our gundams. We flew over the ocean alot, but kept getting caught in the electrical lines (don't ask me why we had electrical lines out in the ocean). I don't remember any real purpose that we had, except we let the entire military move into our house, and ended up killing alot of them because they wouldn't give my friend whose name I can't remember a ticket to get into Willy Wanka's chinese buffet. It was just plain weird.

Had to let ya'll know. For those of you that suffered...sorry.

Posted by Karen at 15:20 CDT
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Tuesday, 27 July 2004
What the hell....
Now Playing: Baila Mi Hermana (Dance With Me) - Santana
What the hell is it with people cutting off their digits today?

This week I am doing my nursing rotation in the emergency room. Tell me why ALL day we had ppl coming in because they cut/deeply lacerated/fell on saws and cut/damn near cut off their fingers or toes! One guy nearly cut his toes off on his walker! They were hanging on by the front skin of his toes. It was sooooooo gross. One guy fell off a ladder and landed on his tools, where a nail went through both his top and bottom lip (called thru and thru) and another guy nearly cut off his middle and ring finger on his handsaw. *shrugs* There were others, but I was so tired of seeing lost limbs that I hung around this psych patient for a while just to get a change of scenery. Of course, when she started to talk about her penis (yes, you read that right) it was time for me to leave her. (aka get the hell away from her crazy ass).

Just wanted to say I had an interesting day. Wonder what tomorrow will bring.

Posted by Karen at 16:17 CDT
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Friday, 23 July 2004
Oh my god...
Mood:  down
Now Playing: 'Cherish The Day' by Sade
Some days, I wonder if nursing school is right for me. I know we all get frustrated with what we do, and that the things worth having aren't easily attained. But some days I just feel like the shit isn't worth it, and those days are becoming more and more frequently. This week had one of those days.

In school, we are taught how to double check to make sure we don't make medication errors. But despite those checks errors still happen. The other day *I* made a *serious* medication error, and it could've gone very badly for the patient if I hadn't caught it.

See, the patient I had was critically ill. I'll call the patient Tar Baby (TB). Tar Baby's heart was NOT doing so hot, but this medication was one no one can take home. It is *that* strong. But every time the doctor tried to wean Tar Baby off, TB would bottom out. (TB's blood pressure would drop dangerously low). When I was there we were doing the same thing again. TB had two heart medications running through its IV, one I'll call Snickers and the other Baby Ruth. The Baby Ruth med we *had* to wean TB off of. If we couldn't get it off, TB just wasn't going to leave the hospital alive. The Snickers med was the one the doctor said TB could come off of, so I disconnected the Snickers IV line, set the Baby Ruth IV pump at a slower rate, and waited. Just like before, TB's blood pressure started to drop.

Something felt wrong to me however. No matter how high the nurse was setting the pump, the patient was still dropping. That was just not possible. There were about...seven or eight meds running through IV lines simultaneously, and I was stricken with a sudden fear that I had possibly disconnected the wrong IV line, even thought I *knew* I didn't. My gut told me to check, so that's what I did. I had a shit-fest when I found what happened.

For some reason, the Snickers med and the Baby Ruth med were hooked up to the same IV line. The Baby Ruth was what we called 'Piggy-back.' It was piggy-backed (hooked up to the IV line through a side port connection, called the Y-site or Y-port) to the Snickers IV line, so that when I disconnected Snickers, *both* medications were cut off, instead of just one. For the Baby Ruth med, you can't stop it suddenly, or else the patient will bottom out. And since we don't need to change IV lines except every 3 days...it became clear why TB kept bottoming out.

I fixed the problem immediately, and reported it to the nurse. Then it became clear why they were having so many problems getting TB off Baby Ruth. Since it was connected to Snickers, when TB's blood pressure got too low they would hook Snickers and Baby Ruth back up so that TB wouldn't die. It was going in a circle.

When my shift was over, we were preparing to discharge the patient home. The patient had weaned off Baby Ruth without any problems, and was stable. I was just upset about the whole thing, because if someone else made the mistake, it was on them. But *I* did it, and although technically the nurse said it wasn't my fault, I was still upset it happened.

Well, that's my spiel. I'm hungry. Good night everyone.

Posted by Karen at 20:25 CDT
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Thursday, 1 July 2004
Ahhhhh....
Mood:  suave
Now Playing: 'Foxy Lady' by Jimi Hendrix!
...I feel good.

My best friend and I joined a health club on Monday. I didn't think it would be something I would stick to, but between the two of us I think we're going to do good. The people are nice, the environment is comfortable and nonintimidating, so I'm happy with it. Today was our second day working out and I feel pretty good. I swear to God I think it's already working...

Now to go to work. *sigh* I hate my job very, very much. Good feelings gone.

Posted by Karen at 17:52 CDT
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Monday, 21 June 2004
About @#$%& time!
Mood:  on fire
Now Playing: Led Zeppelin's 'Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You'
Look, I know I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box, but I'm not stupid either, and this blog s--- has tried my patience all damn day. But now that it's done, I hope it looks okay.

Don't expect smart or inspirational stuff here. You're not going to find it unless someone else posts it.

Have a good day. Go watch porn.

Posted by Karen at 14:59 CDT
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