Oct 11, 2005 14:15
So on a positive note, I went on a date with a really sweet guy the other day. At first I didn't want to go. I don't seem to have the energy to even attempt to start something with someone anymore. And I knew it would be difficult acting all happy and bubbly with some person I know nothing about, when I don't feel that way. However, the date actually went really well and I truly did enjoy myself. He seems sincere and we have alot in common, so who knows...We'll just have to see how the second one goes.
Well today I went to OR at 6 am to spend the whole day there instead of my normal clinical run on 3-East. I was really looking forward to it too! Today I was able to see 4 surgeries. The first was a removal of a thyroid, second was a cystoscopy with a stint put in, third was removal of kidney stones by electric waves (there's actually a formal name for this), and the fourth was a gallbladder removal.
Well, within the first 30 minutes or so I was hating it! It wasn't the actual surgery (b/c that was cool as hell), it was just that there was this one guy who worked in the OR who kept treating me like utter shit. He was actually an RN taking a position as a scrub tech...
So I walk into the OR for the thyroid removal and was just looking around seeing how things were set up. I wasn't all that close to the sterile field. I probably had a foot or more distance away from it. And this guy (we shall name him Terdface) totally flipped out on me--So he gets loud and in my face "Hey you! Let me tell you something.. I'm so and so...and you need to stay away from everything blue, you hear? Blah blah blah!" So I tried to think positively...that although Terdface could have handled that alot nicer, he was just being a patient advocate, and that's ok. Even though I had done nothing wrong, I was glad he was being so cautious b/c that meant the patient was getting good care. Well that wasn't the end of it. So for the rest of the surgery, it was as if I was always in his way...and so Terdface actually grabbed me and placed me somewhere, like I was some sort of child or animal. I still didn't let it get to me. So I stand there for two hours...I can't really see much because I'm all the way in the back. (So if you can picture it, there are 4 people in the sterile field workin with the pt, 2 others close by them, and then the circulating nurse and me in the back. So it's pretty packed.) Well one of the RN's around the surgery area was standing on a footstool so she could get a good look. She noticed I had been standing in the back forever, so she waved me in and stepped off the stool. I thought that was super sweet...so I went around to where she was to get a closer look. Well it didn't take more than 3 seconds for that POS male nurse, Terdface, to bitch me out in front of everyone---"No, uhuh!...I don't want you anywhere behind me!" The female nurse who had wanted me to stand there had that "oh shit" look on her face and I was thinking "what the hell?!?!"... and so by that time I was thinking 'damn this sucks ass, I want to go back to 3EAST'. I mean it's already stressful enough in clinicals without having people be incredibly rude to you for no reason. There are two nurses in 3EAST who are rude like this, but it doesn't really matter b/c I am able to do my own thing there and am not forced to stick around them like I was with this guy.
As the day continued, and I went on to my 3 other surgeries, nobody else treated me like that. In fact most of the Docs and RN's were crackin jokes and being very pleasant. But for some reason it seemed Terdface had gotten to me too much for me to truly enjoy the rest of the day. I don't know what it is but I keep coming across HCP's (health care providers) in the hopital who feel its ok to treat us horrible because we are just students. Well how else are we supposed to learn our job if we don't get the experience??? They need to $%^*^$ step off their high horse and remember how it was when they were back in school.
Ah well. So how's that for venting! (And that was the short version, haha.)
I'm so tired, all I want to do is curl into a ball and die.
Tomorrow I get to spend 9 more hours in the OR! Arlene said we'd all probably have the chance to put in Foleys. How bout dem stomach butterflies, eh?