My first real day
So I went to St. Mary's today on my first real day with patients. I was excited and it really wasn't bad. I didn't mess anything up too bad and you know no one died. And I felt all smart walking around the hospital to the different floors and pulling charts on my patients and looking them over. And no one came up to me and said hey little girl are you lost or anything, they left me alone to my own business. hah fools. So I sit there with my charts making myself look all smart because I refuse to sit there with a confused look on my face when really running through my mind are things like "what the fuck does this shit mean" or "who could possibly read this freaking handwriting". And of course the first patient I get is a guy in the neurological critical care unit which is on the top floor and requires all kinds of craziness to even get inside so the pharmacist had to take me up there and get the chart for me. This guy's chart is the size of an encyclopedia because he's been there for over a month and the pharmacist is like just go look over his chart and see what's going on so I'm up there sifting through all these papers pretending like I know what the hell i'm reading and honestly i know some of the stuff i'm not completely retarded. But then the doctor comes and asks for his chart and the nurse is like she's looking over it right now and i'm sitting there completely ready to hand over the chart and get out of the way, but she's like okay i'll be back and walks off. I'm completely dumbfounded, you know like I'm going to making any sort of medical breakthrough, so this just encouraged me even more to put on that I totally know what I'm doing here face. But all in all I actually made a recommendation that mattered (on another patient who wasn't as seriously messed up) and he made a note in the chart for the doctor so I'll score that one as a moral victory for me. So that's all I did today and then I'm back tomorrow at 7:30 AM for morning rounds! Yippee!