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14 more weeks. 148 days. Let's do this.
“This is how the world works,
You gotta leave before you get left.”
Remind yourself regularly how hard you worked to be exactly where you are now.
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So we got a TV in the break room.
So we recently got a new ICU manager. (Basically the last one got sick of administration and went back to bedside, can’t blame her at all at my hospital.)
He came from within the organization, but from a different hospital in the system. (And we’re basically the red-headed stepchild of the system, holiday pay is terrible, no weekend differentials, equipment is old, matrixes are terrible, etc, etc) And he seems nice or whatever, but basically he's been asking us what we need, and we’ve all been stating that triples need to be removed from the matrix, and we need to hire more staff, stop letting our CNAs get pulled off the floor, everyone’s overworked and not getting lunch breaks, etc. Mainly our biggest concern is patient safety!
FOR SOME STRANGE REASON this guy puts this stupid TV as one of his first priorities. I mean, he’s been working so diligently on getting us a TV in the break room, they have to run wires, move bulletin boards, pay for the large flat screen from the budget. So “you all can enjoy your much deserved breaks.”
I’m sorry, what? What lunch break are we taking when everyone is tripled, and the charge nurse has a fresh 1:1 open heart that she can’t leave their bedside? I honestly rarely spend more than 5 minutes in the break room at any given point in time (unless I get there early for my shift and camp out till report time.)
We’ve all been talking amongst ourselves and no one can figure out where or who gave him the idea we even needed a TV?
It’s honestly more annoying than anything and we keep turning it off cause the noise gets in the way of our pre/post-shift talking in the break room.
Situation - my patient is oriented x4, but saying off-the-wall stuff, definitely confused, hasn't slept in days, developing ICU psychosis.
Patient: Are you married?
Me: Nah, I'm only 26. 😄
P: What about that guy who came in here earlier?
M: Who? The tall one or the short one?
P: The short one! You should marry him!
M: That's Dennis(name changed), and thank you, but I don't need to be set up.
Multiple coworkers: *snickering outside my patient's room*
Coworker: Awww, why won't you let your patient play matchmaker, it sounds like so much fun?!
Me: *Helps coworker 1 turn patient to clean back/change sheets for bath time*
Patient: (confused but pleasant) *looks up at me* "You got some pretty titties!" *Pats boobies approvingly*
Coworker 1: *horrified face* Later, I tell coworker 2 about experience.
Coworker 2: You know I'm gonna call you that from now on, right?
I was called "Pretty titties" for a good two weeks after incident. 😂🤷🏼♀️
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