Wicked.
I put in my first chest tube today. I also gave someone my first pneumothorax today (it was a small one; luckily, the treatment for such is putting in a chest tube).
Have I said lately that I love my job? Because I do. I love the people I work with and for, I love the patients, and I really, truly, do love the work. The hours blow and this not sleeping nonsense is the pits, but I am probably one of a select few that actually loves hisser job.
(And I get Monday off, which is the first holiday I've had off since...January.)
Moment of Burrito:
Maitre D': Whats wrong with him?
Elizabeth Masterson: It's a tension pneumothorax
David Abbott: I think it's a tension nemothax, sir.
Elizabeth Masterson: Pneumothorax.
David Abbott: Nuemathax, sir!
Elizabeth Masterson: Pneumothorax!
David Abbott: Numathurman.
Elizabeth Masterson: Never mind
David Abbott: Never mind!
Just Like Heaven
Have I said lately that I love my job? Because I do. I love the people I work with and for, I love the patients, and I really, truly, do love the work. The hours blow and this not sleeping nonsense is the pits, but I am probably one of a select few that actually loves hisser job.
(And I get Monday off, which is the first holiday I've had off since...January.)
Moment of Burrito:
Maitre D': Whats wrong with him?
Elizabeth Masterson: It's a tension pneumothorax
David Abbott: I think it's a tension nemothax, sir.
Elizabeth Masterson: Pneumothorax.
David Abbott: Nuemathax, sir!
Elizabeth Masterson: Pneumothorax!
David Abbott: Numathurman.
Elizabeth Masterson: Never mind
David Abbott: Never mind!
Just Like Heaven