Monday, March 30, 2009

Moving on to more 'exciting' things.

I passed the second semester of Med/surg (just barely). I was told that my CP's sounded as if I were distracted and I failed the final but had enough cushion to pass the class c 2 points to spare. I really think that I get so dang bored c med/surg that I just check out. I know that I shouldn't but taking care of the same type of pt day in and day out gets a little mundane, even if it's only 1 day a wk. I also had my mom and sister in town as a surprise. It was great to see them but I must admit that it was a huge distraction. I really didn't get a chance to study worth a darn b/c I was much more interested in seeing my mom and sis. Oh well, I live and learn. Next time, no family. I don't care if I haven't seen them in years, I just can't have all that going on. Anywho...
I have my new clinical rotation starting this week the big OB. I am excited and at the same time a bit afraid. I know it shouldn't be that big of a deal since I have gone through it 3 times myself, but it's different when I was at the head and not at the business end of it all. I hope that I am able to handle it. Remembering what it was like and ignoring those memories is what is going to be the hard part. I just hope that it gives me a curve since I know what it's like. Most women in my class have never had a child. So it is very interesting to see the knowledge deficit.
So here I come, pretending that I know what I am doing. Wish me luck.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

OR... again.

I went to the OR for the second time, and mostly it was the same ol' thing. BUT, I did get to see a brain surgery. I had wanted to watch either a brain or cardiac surgery since finding out we were going to or. I got my chance, and man was it something. I like to believe that I have a pretty strong stomach and can handle a great many things. Brain surgery is NOT one of them.
I can not honestly pinpoint what it was that made me so queasy but something definitely made me hit the floor (figuratively, not literally, although almost literally). Was it the pt who was so confused who was fighting c all the surg techs and anesthesiologist? Or was it the drill that they used? Or was it the insanely fast procedure that lasted a whole 15 minutes from cut to suture? I still am not sure. All I know is that I was not feeling too well, sat down on the stool and then feeling someone's hand on my shoulder say, 'Are you ok?' I was flushed, shaking, and sweating admist the freezing surgical room. Of course the surgeon looks at me and raises an eyebrow and says, 'you sure you ok?' Now I am thinking, 'oh great make a spectical of yourself DURING A SURGERY!' Oh I convince them all that I am just fine, even though the rest of the time all the nurses are watching me at the corner of their eye just in case I end up flat on my face.
I saw an open surgery prior in the day, lots of blood, body cavity wide open, no big deal. This person has cancer and was getting a lot of curative procedures but to just make life a little more comfortable while she waits for the cancer to take her. I also saw an adult circumscision (weird) c (another) vasectomy. It's amazing how much blood was lost in that surgery. At any rate, surgery doesn't usually bother me. I am honestly thinking about going into that just to keep me on my toes. But never again brain surgery... oh never again, now I am curious how I will handle cardiac... hmm.