Frances writes her second post

okay... so I haven't been writing NOT because I didn't not remember (wow, that was alot of negatives.. MWUAHAHA), but because I knew if I started writing one, it would take me forever to finish it. I wouldn't know how to word things, I would have to get a snack in between sentences, etc. Anyways, Hang has written alot and she's almost kicking my only post off the front page, so I think it's about time to sit down and blog.



Today was my first day on the fourth floor Med/Surg department at Pomerado hospital. I heard so many stories during training about how unexpected things happen around new interns when they first start (ie. patients having heart attacks, dying, handcuffs and gang fights, sandwiches falling out of stomach rolls, etc)... so here I am, it's my second day and I'm convinced something is going to happen. I sign in. I stand around feeling awkward. Then a CNA asks me to feed a patient. She said he ate slow and everyone says I eat slow, so I thought he ate at my pace. oh boy was I wrong. First I waited 30 minutes for him to wake up because I thought "gee, I hate it when people wake me up for breakfast." Then I finally just woke him up because his food was getting cold. They said to give him small bites at a time and then let him swallow 3-4 times before the next bite. I ended up waiting a few minutes in between each bite. I'm not even sure if he was chewing or sleeping between each bite, because every time I asked him to open his mouth, his eyes flew open like he dozed off. Eventually I think he fell asleep while chewing because 5 minutes would pass and he'd still have food in his mouth. So 2 hours later I gave up and moved on.

I walked around the floor and then another CNA calls me over to be a sitter for her. I sit and watch her patient for her while she breaks. He peed. That was about it.

I then followed the original CNA around and helped her with misc things. One patient criticized my bed making skills because the sheets had wrinkles. I also got a wheelchair for a wrong room; I think I freaked the patient out.

So that was my second day. Believe it or not, it was better than my first day. I want to move on to labor and delievery or the ER department next. That would be cool.

By the way, this blog took me about 5 hours to finish. I decided to go out for lunch then take a 2 hour nap while I was blogging about the slow eater.