Posts Tagged ‘E.R.’

Communication Gap

Just got home from an exhausting Sunday eve in the E.R. and before I watch “Entourage” I need to vent about the CHALLENGES OF COMMUNICATION, specifically about – –

Being HEARD!

It’s the 5:00 to 9:00 shift and I land in the waiting room from hell! Anthony Chan is being particularly pissy. Multi-tasking, he takes vitals of a SOB (in E.R. speak that’s “shortness of breath” guys) and answers the phone abruptly but he keeps getting interrupted by this 60ish man who looks like he’s about to blow a gut. The gut blower demands that Anthony listen to him NOW.  Anthony snaps condescendingly — Read the rest of this entry »

Back to the Grind: VOLUNTEERING IN THE ER

he needs a bear hug

Arrivederci vacay!
Last night it’s back to my dreaded reality (ugh!) Running late, I’m already in deep do-do as I listen to three escalating voicemails from Charlayne, translating to: “Where the F are you!?”

The ER is a Zoo —

Triage is backed up. A worried Mommy carries in a little cutie whose curly blond locks are now stained blood red from a nasty fall. Then there’s this seven year-old scared kid who limps in with his Mom. And a nice voluptuous Latina who in-between constant calls on her cell, apologizes as her “UNCLE” upchucks all the way to the men’s room. Read the rest of this entry »

Identity Crisis in the ER

don't tell

Last night in the ER was actually funny in an OMG-this-could’a-turned-out-so-much-worse way!

An elegantly dressed 80-ish man (with his grandson) comes in asking to see his wife who was just brought in by the a paramedics.  I ask the last name and go look it up on the computer. She’s listed in Bed 6. So I go there to ask her if it’s okay to bring back her husband. But she’s asleep — with a breathing apparatus — and I can’t see her very well. She’s a little overweight and looks a tad bit masculine to me, but I’ve heard that sometimes happens as women get older (ugh, kill me now!)  Still I’m not sure (but we Piscean chicks are never sure.) Read the rest of this entry »

Adjusting Snap Judgments

First person I have to deal with on my ER shift tonight is Anthony Chan, the most uptight Triage Nurse ever – in an especially pissy mood – even for him.

pointing the finger

With his index fingernail painted in DAY GLOW ORANGE  (from a weekend of gay debauchery?) he condescendingly motions to me to come closer and in his most annoying voice —

VOLUNTEER  — see if you can do something to entertain the antsy six-year old in bed 16  — assuming it’s within your skill level!

(Thanks Anthony! Love when you call me “VOLUNTEER!”) I go to Bed 16, check out “Freckles” (can’t say her name cuz of Patient Confidentiality) and immediately bond with her, because I SO know how it feels to want to get out of the E.R. Read the rest of this entry »

Annoying Accidents

OMG! I’m such a KLUTZ!

find the funny even when it hurts

Before my 1:00 shift today I thought I could squeeze in a mani|pedi. (Wrong!) I was excited to look my best for my meeting tonight at Craigs with a up-and-coming Writer/Director. Apparently I miscalculated.

Upsettingly, the whole process took longer than usual (How would I know Nail Spa Lane would be busy on a Monday?) Realizing I was LATE, I ran through the alley, and hopped over a planter, but my flip flop got caught on the ledge and I landed face-down on the pavement. OUCH! Read the rest of this entry »

Volunteering in the ER: a “love/hate” situation

People  always ask:

HOW can you stand to work in the ER!?

It’s weird, but now that I’ve done it for awhile, I’m sorta used to it. Some shifts are scarier than others. Or more frustrating —  or sad. But every once in awhile, I’ll finish one that actually feels AWESOME!

listen with your heart

Do I love it? Well sometimes I feel good about it.
Do I hate it? Oh yeah! Big time.
Am I glad I do it? Being forced into it wasn’t the best intro
but am I proud I do it? Read the rest of this entry »

Finding our Way (with a little help from our friends)

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDOCY52H8VE

I’ve noticed that I spend a lot of my volunteer shift just helping people who are lost find their way out of the hospital.

Our ER is in the East Tower but on Sunday nights there’s only one Information Desk open and it’s in the West Tower, so the hospital tries to get everyone who’s entering and leaving the hospital to do it in the west. So in the east, they dim the lights and block the exits, but all that means is — people are walking around totally disoriented in the dark. (OMG! I so know how they feel.) Read the rest of this entry »

I’M A SLAVE IN E.R.!
Sentenced to volunteer at Greater L.A. Medical (GLAM!) Hospital... I'm on-call in my worst nightmare -- ?!
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