Kraft Dinner and Flying Houses

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! If I dont quit hitting that delete button!!!!!!!!!!

Post "Kraft Dinner and Flying Houses" TAKE 2

So, its been quite uneventful here in the past 48 hrs, don't worry, you haven't missed much. Sunday after 0900 was spent relaxing all damn day. That's right, on the couch, watching whatever it was I wanted to watch. Too bad there was nothing good on TV! LOL!
Monday I finally met the broad who kicked me out so abruptly on Saturday. And get this, she's actually very very nice. After some explanation, I can totally understand her frustration, and am relieved its not me she just doesn't like. She it truly a remarkeable individual, and completes all the wonderful people I've met up here (and no, Im not saying that because of the gun stuck to my temple).
Monday was Monday. See patients, make them feel better and send them on their way. Its pretty cut and dry. The only thing I asked to do was go to the nearest town (50-60kms away) so I could get some food other than Kraft Dinner. The sight of that blue box now makes me gag.... and to think.. I get it for lunch on Wednesday too... oh how delicious. My wish was not granted as I was quickly reminded that "Aren't you leaving on Wednesday anyways" Basically, suck it up, eat your KD and soup and don't bother us. Oh joy...
Monday night, nothing exciting either. Another night off, no on-call crap. So, sit around, watch some tube, and get some shut eye. If it weren't for the party next door with all the gunshots I'm sure I would have slept soundly. It was like New Year's Eve here in Detroit. Musta been excited about somthin there eh Jethro?

Which brings us to today. The nice thing about being here a week, is that by now, I know what happens in the morning. I know what has to be done, what I've been told I'm supposed to do, and I do it. Luckily, after my cup of coffee in the morning, its a quick commute right out the door and bang! I'm in the clinic lol!

So, there I was, checking glucometers, the defib, and other crap that needs QC when this low rumble started in the distance. CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF CLOMP. I wasn't sure if a lumberjack had just walked in or if Mr. Murphy had brought me some local entertainment. I turned around to stare this... this... sasquatch fits.... straight in the eyes. *((Shudder))*

There is was, big, frizzy hair, unibrow, staring straight at me....First I thought it was going to kill me, then I realized..... it was wearing scrubs, and it was not an it, it was a she. EEP! Gotta luv those nort women dere eh?!!?

(exit stage left to change my pants)

And here's how the conversation went with said nurse.

"Hi, Im Lora"
"Hi, I used to be in charge until today"

Oh, ya thats right, today is GONNA SUCK.

So meet, big, angry nurse.. not old mean nurse.. BIG ANGRY YOUNG NURSE. To tell it is a she is difficult. The moustache and unibrow make it hard to differentiate. Good grief, don't step on me please. And she truely is the B.A.N.

Now the old roomie and I talk frequently as we are running labs; you know, titrating pee. Its a glorious job. And Roomie is getting frustrated with BAN. You see, we all know one of these people. One of these individuals who had some type of authority bestowed on them.. and WHAM! there it goes, straight to their iddy biddy head. Or in BANs case, her big frizzy head. Ya'know, I think electrocution might calm her perm down.

So I spend my day trying to stay out of BANs way, which isn't that difficult anyways because she spends more time talking to everyone else than she does actually working that seeing patients keeps me occupied. And if BAN is asked to see a patient, it is greeted with "Fee Fie Fo Fear, what the hell is that person doing here?!" (Really folks, she's not that clever... its more.. me big nurse no work...little nurse do more) I would guess in the 7.5hrs today she saw.... 4 patients. And that is being liberal. Ah well, fulltime does have its perks I guess.

So I made it through the day, and didn't get stepped on. I stayed off her radar for today, and only need to make it through 6hrs tomorrow. Thank goodness! Now, I don't put everyone in the same category, so I thought I would be nice and say goodnight to BAN. Here's how that went:

"Have a great night!"
"Ya whatever, enjoy call.. hope its QUIET!"

Screw you BAN, you and Murphy. I'm going home to eat my Kraft Dinner.

And I did!

HMPH!

20min an on call starts... let the countdown begin