| Life.....the pt is npo until after two days after surgery. Upon returning from surgery he will have a 2 jp "charged grenades" drains, an NG tube that residual must be checked q12h. VS q2h, Blood Sugar TID, and pt must ambulate q4h, and incentive spirometer q1h.... If you understand any of this, you have TOO much time on your hands. (or you're crazy like me and have picked a medical career.  This is my new language. I speak it, I know what every single one of those weird strange words and abbreviation stand for. I have discovered ......
- that the first year that I actually want and have a life...I don't have time for it.
- I understand things like pt, NPO, q8h, VS, BP, BID, PO, and TID
- that not being in a relationship isn't the end of my world....actually, I don't even have time to miss it and I couldn't care less
- I have discovered that the only nice side effect of being stressed out is that I loose weight....LOTS of weight.
- that it is possible to go thru almost two bottles of Advil and half a bottle of Aleve in eight weeks.
- My roommate gives amazing back rubs
- I get migraine headaches...without the warning aura
- it can be 90 degrees in October and you can still get a sunburn
- Doctors are jerks
- that I didn't truly know the meaning of cussing until I observed surgery and heard the F-word every other word
- sleep doesn't matter as long as you get your homework done and pass your class
- my world will turn upside down if I fail a class
- my bed is my favorite place in the entire world and I love pillows
- Scrubs are sexy  (especially blue ones, and I look good in green surgery scrubs)
- sleeping in consists of sleeping past 5 am and automatically waking up at 7 am, even on Saturdays
- I can get dressed and put on make-up and actually look good in 15 minutes (and in the dark at 5 am)
- My roommate hits the snooze button between 10 - 20 times before she actually gets up, which prevents those of us who wish to sleep longer from doing so because they are already wide awake.
- It is possible to sleep through one's alarm clock
- that I should never put my cell phone on alarm clock only, that is very bad, especially when one sleeps through one's alarm on a morning when one must be in Columbus by 6:45 am
- that I love working out, I just don't have time too.
- I like male nurses...they know what they're doing, most have amazing bedside manners, and they can lift patients that I can't.
- the highlight of my day at the hospital is when Brahm's lullaby is played over the intercom system, it means that a baby has just been born and it reminds me that in a world full of death and sin, goodness still exists and life is continually happening.
- Code Blue is a VERY bad thing and one must stay out of the way
- that it is hysterical to listen to the person on the intercom CALMLY announce a Code Blue (somebody has quit breathing or their heart has stopped) or Code Red (something is on fire)
- the highlight of my week is when I get an e-mail/phone call from a friend (or mail)
- It is possible to switch around the first letters of words or leave out letters and say things that sound bad, for example, funky pasting tickle (funky tasting pickle) and I tried to say flag football and left out the "l" in flag
- that I wake up and say things to my roommate that I never remember, like the night I woke up and asked her to turn out the light and be a good example for the others. We're still not sure what I meant
- when one wakes up to vibrating and beeping at 4:30 am, that one freaks out thinking that a patient is dying or that one slept through thier alarm
- that I'm actually paying money to be sleep deprived, have back pain, feet pain, stress, and inability to think coherently
- That stress and sleep deprivation causes me to not be able to speak (I can't think of the words that I want or form the words with my mouth)
- I am unable to figure out how to open my cell phone or speak when awakened from sleep suddenly
- That God is STILL good, even through the hard times. I know that He has me exactly where He wants me and will give me the ability to finish. He even plans things perfectly. Well, now you know some of what I have learned in the past eight weeks. May your day be filled with joy and your week be filled with dark chocolate, thunder storms, dancing in the rain, sleep, sparkling juice, back rubs, mail, and hugs from those you love.
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I did give two real shots though, and yes, my patient is alive and no, he scream in pain when I did it. I did good, besides whether or not the shot hurts depends on the patient, not the nurse.
