friday night fun

finally, JV steps out on friday night - i found myself sitting in Big City McDonald's with two male paramedics. The younger one wasn't bad looking but i think he was married.

i learned last night that Big City ER nurses are mean. I felt as if i was being interrogated. I didn't know my patient's hemoglobin. I didn't know if it was an upper or lower GI bleed. I didn't know if it was a mistake and she was simply chronically anemic. All i knew was that when Dr. Formidable says "this patient has a GI bleed - give her blood stat and send her to Big City", you give her blood STAT and jump in an ambulance with her. And don't forget the transfer bag because it will really save your bum-bum.

i got home last night to find a message from the Nurse Manager at Another Hospital. she did not sound entirely enthusiastic to be leaving a voicemessage, but the important thing is she wants to chat next week!