So I'm back on medicine. And as expected, I am miserable. It's just not my thing. Getting up at 4:30 in the morning with the knowledge that I may not get home until after six, seven, even NINE some nights just makes me hate life.
And yesterday some dimwit nurse called me to tell me that one of my patients had refused their 2pm heparin dose. She told me this at 4pm....
A few days ago a unit secretary called to tell me that one of my patients was returning from the OR, and would I mind putting in a diet order because the nurse was asking. When I said (cheerfully) that I did it almost an hour ago, the secretary said "OH! Ok, I'll look."....why neither the secretary or the nurse bothered to look irks me.
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