Sometimes hilarious things happen to me or I get to be lucky enough to be involved in hilarious things happen. So on a lighter note from my last post and the most recent experience that I have had during my clinical rounds at Timp Hospital is I was working in the ER and there happened to be a mentally handicapped girl about age 25 (not the funny part Who do you think I am some sick freakazoid?) but she came in with a pretty bad Urinary Tract Infection and the sad thing about it was that she couldn't explain her sensation so this infection actually spread through her whole body :-( . Anyways so in order to specifically treat certain and extreme UTIs you have to do something called a straight catheter and collect some urine and test it for certain bacteria so you can then find a specific antibiotic and knock out the little bacteria suckers. I don't know what it is with me and this procedure on women but somehow I always get really uncomfortable and nervous and just a little grossed out. So we were about to do this special and very invasive and embarrassing procedure I hear a knock on the door and incomes one of her family-friend meanwhile while she is basically is spread eagle on the hospital bed she yells out with like every fiber of her being "Sherri!!?! WELCOME! I was SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU!" While she is basically spread eagle and sick as a dog on the hospital bed and SHE was worried about SHERRI! Hahaa! After some test results the doctor said that we needed to put in an IV so we go in to get the IV in her and she FREAKED OUT she folded her arms in half and she was SO STRONG there was like no way that I was going to be able to have her straighten her arm by myself so I could get this IV in her arm. Anyways I finally got one in which I was really proud of because she flinched right when I was going in and I had to correct. ANYWAYS she kept asking me in the most sincere genuine voice "Lacee... am I going to die?!" and I had to keep ensuring her that "JANE DOE you are NOT going to die I promise I will not let you die when I am taking care of you!" She was the cutest funniest thing ever. She kept telling me how she refused to say the world "hail" in the Pleasant Grove High School fight song and how it was super duper bad. After I got the IV in I go in the check on her and I could tell that she was super upset and So I asked her what was wrong and why she was upset and she goes " I just can't explain it ever since you put this IV in me I have just been super upset and I feel like I am going to die!" So I explained to her that the IV was actually a really good thing and that it was helping her body be hydrated and that she was getting all of her medications super faster then swallowing a pill. Then she was fine for the rest of the time. Oh and another thing that made me laugh really hard is that she was so proud that she donates BLOOD PRESSURE on a regular basis. hahaa patients like that just seriously make my life. That night was so much fun. More funny life stories to come.... or at least I think they are funny ;-).
Oh yeah! Finals are over.... I'm lucky I got through this semester alive.... these past 15 weeks have been some of the hardest weeks of my life and not just because of school. School has actually been the least insane of everything! I feel like the expression "when it rains it pours" has happened tothe nth degree. Idk why family and work just seems to go crazy at the most inopportune times but I feel since I did come out of it alive that I can for sure overcome anything that gets in the way. Shout out to my hubby for being so amazing through every struggle I go through and for dealing with this crazy pants. Three semesters down and two to go! 35 weeks until I am NURSE LACE FACE FUNKNASTY T SHWING!
Lessons learned of the week:
H & M is the devil
I'm lucky to be married to such a smarty pants.
Boogee lowers my blood pressure and stress times a zillion
I need to work out....tomorrow hahaaa
I can't tell the difference between the smell of cigarette smoke and skunk smell... both are equally awful.
The missing peace is an excellent book and I'm not even done yet.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Sometimes I think I have great thoughts.
I don't know anything about blogging. I am a beginner for sure. I'd like to be good at it so that I can share my thoughts about life and hopefully bring happiness to others by my craziness and MAYBE, just maybe find somethings in common with the outside world. Hopefully I won't be the only person sincerely asking myself "Am I crazy?" more than five times a day. I titled this "Lace's Life" because it it my blog and I'm going to share my life and funny things about life in general from my point of view. If anything this will be a good way for me to journal things that I'd like to remember just in case I get amnesia or contract some form of dementia so I can look back and actually remember.
Sometimes my best thoughts come in to middle of the day or like tonight when I am trying to sleep and I just suddenly jolt wide awake and cannot go back to bed. I remember vividly I was dreaming about Zyprexia which is an anti psychotic medication I am supposed to know for my final tomorrow. I know that sounds like its pretty intense and that I must be smart or something but in reality, I am only dreaming about it because I am too dumb to think about it when I am awake and attempting to study... bugh. That thought process led me to think about my clinical experiences or "hospital rounds" that I have had these past two semesters and wow.... have I experienced some pretty freaking awesome things. SO that lead me to thinking that I MUST record these experiences somehow! Since I have a callus the size of Africa on my writing hand I decided...Why not make a blog?! So that is what I decided to do tonight to keep me entertained during my state of insomnia. TADA.
I know my life is so entertaining and no one is probably going to read this which its fine because I can just print this off and put it in a makeshift journal to show my grandchildren.... maybe they will care? Either way I know I am not cool but I just gotta write down these sweet and hilarious memories that I think that are hilarious that happen to me all the time during nursing school.
The first one is actually quite a tender experience and it is for sure my #1. Last semester we were doing our "rounds" at a nursing home that specifically treated Alzheimer's and Dementia patients and there happened to be 2 clients that were in the "dying process" meaning that they were gonna go at any minuet. Which is really sad I know, but it was also really amazing at the same time because I got to be there and care for them and be one of the last people that contacted them while their spirits were still on this earth. One client just happened to be really high up in the LDS church and it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Of course I knew where he was going! HELLO?! If he wasn't going to heaven there is no way in heck I got a shot at making it! It was so sad to see him struggling. The amazing thing though is he was completely comatose "unconscious" and whenever his daughter would whisper in his ear "I'm here Daddy, it's me Jane Doe" he'd pucker his lips to give her a kiss. I couldn't help by just bawl my head off. Here is a man that isn't conscious at all and, is holding on by the last threads of his life AND suffering unimaginably and his first reflex is to pucker his lips and kiss his daughter.... If that isn't a measure of what kind of man he was then I don't know what is. I don't get outwardly spiritual because the spiritual experiences that I do have are very personal to me and I hold them so tight in my heart that I get nervous to be vulnerable enough to share them. All I can say is that it was an absolute honor to be able to be in the presence of a man who I know without a doubt would be going to the best place imaginable in just a few short moments or hours. I may not be the most spiritual person ever but I know that there were angels in that room just waiting to escort him to heaven. And whatever that may sound so dumb to some of you but I know what I felt and those feelings were undeniable. I am so grateful for the tender experiences and I am honored that I got to even have that experience. Its moments like that which make all my struggles with school bearable and moments like that, that make me look forward to being a nurse. Those little moments are worth more than gold to me and are totally worth any and every struggle I may ever go through ;-).
Sometimes my best thoughts come in to middle of the day or like tonight when I am trying to sleep and I just suddenly jolt wide awake and cannot go back to bed. I remember vividly I was dreaming about Zyprexia which is an anti psychotic medication I am supposed to know for my final tomorrow. I know that sounds like its pretty intense and that I must be smart or something but in reality, I am only dreaming about it because I am too dumb to think about it when I am awake and attempting to study... bugh. That thought process led me to think about my clinical experiences or "hospital rounds" that I have had these past two semesters and wow.... have I experienced some pretty freaking awesome things. SO that lead me to thinking that I MUST record these experiences somehow! Since I have a callus the size of Africa on my writing hand I decided...Why not make a blog?! So that is what I decided to do tonight to keep me entertained during my state of insomnia. TADA.
I know my life is so entertaining and no one is probably going to read this which its fine because I can just print this off and put it in a makeshift journal to show my grandchildren.... maybe they will care? Either way I know I am not cool but I just gotta write down these sweet and hilarious memories that I think that are hilarious that happen to me all the time during nursing school.
The first one is actually quite a tender experience and it is for sure my #1. Last semester we were doing our "rounds" at a nursing home that specifically treated Alzheimer's and Dementia patients and there happened to be 2 clients that were in the "dying process" meaning that they were gonna go at any minuet. Which is really sad I know, but it was also really amazing at the same time because I got to be there and care for them and be one of the last people that contacted them while their spirits were still on this earth. One client just happened to be really high up in the LDS church and it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Of course I knew where he was going! HELLO?! If he wasn't going to heaven there is no way in heck I got a shot at making it! It was so sad to see him struggling. The amazing thing though is he was completely comatose "unconscious" and whenever his daughter would whisper in his ear "I'm here Daddy, it's me Jane Doe" he'd pucker his lips to give her a kiss. I couldn't help by just bawl my head off. Here is a man that isn't conscious at all and, is holding on by the last threads of his life AND suffering unimaginably and his first reflex is to pucker his lips and kiss his daughter.... If that isn't a measure of what kind of man he was then I don't know what is. I don't get outwardly spiritual because the spiritual experiences that I do have are very personal to me and I hold them so tight in my heart that I get nervous to be vulnerable enough to share them. All I can say is that it was an absolute honor to be able to be in the presence of a man who I know without a doubt would be going to the best place imaginable in just a few short moments or hours. I may not be the most spiritual person ever but I know that there were angels in that room just waiting to escort him to heaven. And whatever that may sound so dumb to some of you but I know what I felt and those feelings were undeniable. I am so grateful for the tender experiences and I am honored that I got to even have that experience. Its moments like that which make all my struggles with school bearable and moments like that, that make me look forward to being a nurse. Those little moments are worth more than gold to me and are totally worth any and every struggle I may ever go through ;-).
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