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Life Saving Intervetions for my iPhone

2010-10-29T01:16:00.000-07:00

From a tip I had read on the internet, I decided to try and submerge my phone in uncooked rice. I went with brown rice - the healthier choice. Will update as the night progresses. (Note: submerge MIGHT not have been the word of choice. Submerge always relates to liquid in my mind.)

Current status (06:40pm): DEAD.

UPDATE (04:20am): the "connect to iTunes you idiot" screen appears when plugged in. The backlight doesn't turn on and the touchscreen is useless. Some water droples still remain on the rear camera. Back to the rice pool with you!

iPhone + Reverse Sauna = Pretty Paper Weight

2010-10-29T00:48:00.000-07:00

Well, yesturday was the day from hell. Ok. That was dramatic. It did SEEM that way though! The day started off innocently enough. I did not sleep the day before. Note: I said day. Like at least 12 hrs without sleep. I tried to "relax" before I had to be at work at 7pm. "Relaxing" involved watching a little TV. At 6:30pm, I relized that my ass needs to get in gear QUICK. SO, I threw myself together, and rode my bike to work. (Bicycle, not motorcycle... I learned my lesson long ago that me + 2 wheels = owie!) The fact that I had nowhere near the amount of sleep nessesary to properly function in a hospital should have been an indicator that today was going to suck. A lot.

So I'm on my way to work, and who should decide to fuck with me next? Wind. Good 'ol wind:

Wind: OH! Looks like your trying to get to work in a big hurry. Let's just blow you a tiny bit to subtly hint that your journey to work is about to become sucktastic.

Me: Oh a light breeze... this couldn't preclude the possibilty of impeeding annoyance, right?

Wind: How's about some 20mph gusts in your face. Take that!

Me: Damn wind! Not to worry though! The road bends up ahead. All shall be well. Go in peace.

Wind: Foolish human! Let's just change the direction here and up the intesity a little. Who's my bitch now!!

Me: Cries ='(

(That MIGHT have been a tad dramatic... just a tad.)

So work goes alright... sort of. Minus the two patients who decided that, instead of sleeping, they were going to develop some more issues JUST to make my night more interesting. After surviving work, I figured I was home free! Just ride my bike across the streat to my friends house. Pick up my car. Drive home. Go to the nursing school pre-admission session. Sleep and be happy!

Boy was I wrong. The universe was nice enough to let me get maybe 24 feet away from the hospital before it decided I needed some extra torture! Rain... not just normal rain. Rain from hell. Like if hell's awesome-suckiness of fire had been converted into rain. In an effort to avoid further sucking, I decided to place my iPhone in my bag, being that said bage is waterproof. Things were lovely, minus the fact that I was riding my bike in what seemed to be Niagra Falls. When I finally get home, I dig my phone out of my bag. It feels odly warm and refuses to turn on. Not wanting to be late for my nursing thing, I dried off and rushed down to the college, taking my currently unresponsive phone with. About two hours later, the phone finally cooled off - turning in to a 300 dollar paper weight.

BREAKING NEWS: Hospitals install new nurse call buttons!

2010-10-23T23:48:00.000-07:00

Tonight I participated in a very limited trial of a replacement nursing call button. Typically, when patients hit the little red button, a chain reaction occurs resulting in an atrociously loud blarp resonating through the nursing station. Once the aforementioned blarp has reverberated through the station, the nurse usually decides to begin to make preparations towards the eventuality of answering said patients needs.

Tonight, a patient decided to mix things up a bit! Instead of pressing a button and letting the blarb do the work, he decided on a different approach. Call bell in hand, he decided to let the most eloquent of phrases slide off his tongue. "Aw SHIT!" This was preceded and sometimes followed up by "NURSE!"

Male Nursing

2010-10-21T20:13:00.000-07:00

Not long ago, before I decided to become one myself, I always assumed that nurses were female. It's not that I'm sexist - I just never bothered to consider men being nurses. After watching the Dark Knight for the 5th time (not consecutively), I can't help but wonder what my patients would say if I appeared at their bedside like this (minus the gun, of course):

Having worked in the ER for a year, I have seen some pretty interested combinations of personality and physical appearance... I wonder if I would be taken seriously? Maybe with a larg enough needle?