I had a pretty bad weekend last weekend. Despite the holiday (i sooo love halloween) and the fact that i didn't have to work, it was pretty crappy. In an effort to not let it get me down, i looked at Nov 1st as a new day of a new month and it was going to be good. Besides, i am currently working in the ICU (which i love) and the weather is turning into fall and the other holidays are coming up, so.....in my mind, it was going to be a good week. That hasn't been the case. So, let's see what has happened.
First, i stabbed my intern with a thoracentesis needle.
Then i had 2 really sick patients come in at one time and i ran around work like a crazy person trying to "fix" them. The kicker was that it kept me at the hospital a lot later than i usually work, causing me to come home just in time to eat, shower, and fall into bed.
My poor neglected family!
THEN today while trying to instruct my intern (the same one who i poked) on a line placement, i failed miserably and spent 1.5 hours trying to place a line. I was sweating in places i shouldn't be sweating in. And of course, it was a mistake to wear heels today.
I know i shouldn't complain because i do love my job but i feel like i have had a "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day."