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Dear obnoxious patient,
Please refrain from telling me how to do my job. Five days ago you didn't know a PICC from a shovel. (special IV placed for long term IV treatment- it is a long tube that is placed in the arm and is fed through the vein to just before your heart)
So freaking out and yelling at me to say don't pull the PICC out, when I picked up the IV tubing with two fingers to tape it, so that it doesn't pull out, only make me less likely to listen to a word you say. Then telling me what the standards of practice are of PICC and IV care just made me want to pull out the certificate from my post-grad fellowship in -guess what- PICC care!
Then making it abundantly clear that you are an attention seeking time waster, faking a 'burning feeling' because you wanted me to do a totally unnecessary procedure, makes me want to ask the office never to send me there again. The fact that where you thought there was burning, was 25 cm away from where the tubing actually infuses into your body, even further impressed how much of an idiot you are.
BTW- it might be better if you and your wife could get the filth out of the house. Seeing wrappings, piled with fruit peel, from a three day ago procedure, on your coffee table, tells me both of you are slovenly pigs.
On the other hand, a man I saw a few times two years ago, remembered me and told the other nurse that I was the best. My colleagues continue to call on me to start IV's. It's good for my paycheck, but what happens when I am off-duty? The man was told by two nurses that his veins were very difficult. I had the IV in seconds. Easy stick. I saw him again today, he couldn't have been more effusive with his praise and thanks.
It's lovely when patients are so appreciative. It also improves your care, as I could not get out of the obnoxious man''s house fast enough.
Please refrain from telling me how to do my job. Five days ago you didn't know a PICC from a shovel. (special IV placed for long term IV treatment- it is a long tube that is placed in the arm and is fed through the vein to just before your heart)
So freaking out and yelling at me to say don't pull the PICC out, when I picked up the IV tubing with two fingers to tape it, so that it doesn't pull out, only make me less likely to listen to a word you say. Then telling me what the standards of practice are of PICC and IV care just made me want to pull out the certificate from my post-grad fellowship in -guess what- PICC care!
Then making it abundantly clear that you are an attention seeking time waster, faking a 'burning feeling' because you wanted me to do a totally unnecessary procedure, makes me want to ask the office never to send me there again. The fact that where you thought there was burning, was 25 cm away from where the tubing actually infuses into your body, even further impressed how much of an idiot you are.
BTW- it might be better if you and your wife could get the filth out of the house. Seeing wrappings, piled with fruit peel, from a three day ago procedure, on your coffee table, tells me both of you are slovenly pigs.
On the other hand, a man I saw a few times two years ago, remembered me and told the other nurse that I was the best. My colleagues continue to call on me to start IV's. It's good for my paycheck, but what happens when I am off-duty? The man was told by two nurses that his veins were very difficult. I had the IV in seconds. Easy stick. I saw him again today, he couldn't have been more effusive with his praise and thanks.
It's lovely when patients are so appreciative. It also improves your care, as I could not get out of the obnoxious man''s house fast enough.