Am I tough? Organised? I can't even balance my cheque book
Utterly shattered and SOOO much to do so i shouldn't be here, but i had to say that yesterday was horrific.
I think actually the world ended yesterday, it seemed to with NINE patients on the lists.
And equipment problems.
And recovery staff issues (recovery bay's backed up like Newark at Christmas).
And arguments.
And fluid issues, first no saline then no glycine.
And me running a theatre gang.
Ok, the last one wasn't as bad as the rest. For the first time ever I saw the name "BOULTON" written on the board in black-marker and didn't cry.
Ok, i didn't really cry but i didn't have the best crew either. And given the list conditions (NINE patients!!!) such a skill-mix was hardly conductive to work speedily.
And I got 15 mins for lunch. And I sneaked cups of tea and coffee into theatre to drink on the go.
Hit the wall at 3pm. But if you sit down then you'll never want to get up again so you push through the pain and keep swilling, changing, wiping the table down, mopping up the blood and getting the new sets in. Aswell as field phone calls from CSSD (equipment cleaning people) and the pharmacy and the wards who "..really want to know when Mr. SO-and-so is being done cos he's been here since 7am and blah blah blah.."
In the end I finished half and hour late. 10.5 hour shift. Not bad.
I'm feeling it now, and have SOOO much to do. But it was a good day in one respect. Cos if i can survive that, then maybe when i'm put in charge again it won't be as terrifiying as i have a benchmark of badness..
I think actually the world ended yesterday, it seemed to with NINE patients on the lists.
And equipment problems.
And recovery staff issues (recovery bay's backed up like Newark at Christmas).
And arguments.
And fluid issues, first no saline then no glycine.
And me running a theatre gang.
Ok, the last one wasn't as bad as the rest. For the first time ever I saw the name "BOULTON" written on the board in black-marker and didn't cry.
Ok, i didn't really cry but i didn't have the best crew either. And given the list conditions (NINE patients!!!) such a skill-mix was hardly conductive to work speedily.
And I got 15 mins for lunch. And I sneaked cups of tea and coffee into theatre to drink on the go.
Hit the wall at 3pm. But if you sit down then you'll never want to get up again so you push through the pain and keep swilling, changing, wiping the table down, mopping up the blood and getting the new sets in. Aswell as field phone calls from CSSD (equipment cleaning people) and the pharmacy and the wards who "..really want to know when Mr. SO-and-so is being done cos he's been here since 7am and blah blah blah.."
In the end I finished half and hour late. 10.5 hour shift. Not bad.
I'm feeling it now, and have SOOO much to do. But it was a good day in one respect. Cos if i can survive that, then maybe when i'm put in charge again it won't be as terrifiying as i have a benchmark of badness..