Ridin' me

Today was brutal. For L&D, I usually switch back and forth between triage and the delivery/OR suites. For some reason, the triage nurse had it in for me today. Kept yelling at me whenever I asked for a chart, saying she wasn't ready or something like that. Then she kept shutting curtains in my face when I tried to enter delivery rooms and told me to get out. Every time she walked by me, she'd snarl, What do you want now? I think the worst part is, I had to swallow my pride and apologize for stuff that I couldn't have known about in order to get in and see patients. She later went off on a tirade about what a privilege it was for me to learn in a private hospital and blah blah. She is a larger, bitter bitter woman. Her nursing student and I talk mad shit about her. haha.

Later in the day I just said screw it. I went to go out and hang out with my two favorite C-section patients. One is a 41 y/o Russian woman who has the cutest daughter resulting from an oops. She is hilarious, saying things like "You not married? You should date nice Russian girl. Find one in University. Stay away from high school girls."...um...I'll keep that in mind. My other favorite gal is a PPROM at 24 weeks because of cervical incompetence. I ditched my team to watch telenovelas with her. They're on from 1-4 and 7-10. They're actually pretty good and all the actors are hot.

-bender