Yesterday, Corey was nice enough to let me practice taking his vital signs and auscultate his heart and abdomen. Listening to bowel sounds is weird. I'm not a bowel expert yet, but Corey's symphony of sloshes, burbles, and gurgles sounded exactly as one would think bowels should sound.I passed all of the skills tests today, although I thought all was lost when I put the blood pressure cuff on inside-out. I wonder what other embarrassing missteps will happen in my new career, aside from wearing a jaunty cap while assessing patients?
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for the record, if you learn to do one thing expertly well, make it finding a vein.
I've had a lot of blood taken and a lot of IVs inserted, and nothing makes me want to kill a nurse more than them literally digging around in my arm with their needle.
What IS the story with that hat, Meador? It made that startling appearance in the karaoke blog, now this. Yet I have never seen this hat in person. What gives? Is this a secret hat only for use around certain specific friend-groups?
Okay, so let's say I'm in the back of ambulance bleeding to death, right? They drive me up to the hospital and I see you wearing scrubs and that hat. You know what I do? "Driver, next hospital. Just go."
Don't listen to these philistines, Matt. It will fill patients with confidence when they see you stride briskly into the room wearing a hat that makes it unclear whether you're a caregiver or fishmonger.
Really, I like the hat. Few of us can pull of jaunty without looking insufferable, so I'd advise you to embrace that rare gift.
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