Updates and musings from one momma nurse


Thursday, February 11, 2010

So Quotable

Sweet Pea wanted to call Mamaw. As soon as the voicemail picked up, she said, "Hang up, call again!"

She told me she needed groceries. When I asked what she needed, she said, "Meat, cheese, noodles, oranges, and bananas. That's all I need. And milk!" Sounds like a pretty complete list to me..

Me: Did you have a good time at Grandma's, honey?
Her: I not no honey! I Sweet Pea!

"I need to exercise!" is usually followed by her climbing onto the couch and jumping up and down.

Recent dinner prayers have often included blessings for our daycare, our cots, our cubbies, our naptime buddies, and baby Jesus.

She loves to dance and sing, and there is a Veggie Tales singalong cd in the car that both of us have memorized.

Another popular activity is playing the drums. Her drumsticks consist of pencils, spoons, crayons, and whatever else is handy and looks remotely drumstick-like.

Friday, February 5, 2010

A Non-Kid Story!

I had been warned about my patient by the previous shift, who had butted heads with him and thrown up their hands. They offered me a sarcastic "Good luck!" as I prepared to collect his vital signs.

Tentatively, I knocked and walked in, introducing myself and telling my standard joke to break the ice. He was nothing but cooperative.

Later, he put his call light on to have me take his dinner tray out. I was stuck in another patient's room, so his nurse answered the light instead. When I finally made it out of the other room to see if she needed any help, she was walking out with his tray. I thanked her, then noticed his call light was still on. I walked in to turn it off myself, joking that the nurse was quick and had beat me to his room, and his reaction was strong and immediate. "I don't need anything from you! GET OUT! GO!!" as he pointed at the door with fury.

Near the end of my shift, I entered his room to empty his trash and change out the Intake/Output sheet on his door. He looked me up and down and asked if I'd been working on the menu yet for the lunch we'd be having together. I must have given him a puzzled look, because his next question was whether I was married. When I answered in the affirmative, he said he was barking up the wrong tree, and told me to call him if anything changed.

Who needs to go into psychiatric nursing? You can have plenty of exposure no matter where you work!