It’s 0530 and I’m just about finished my last hospital shift for practicum. The ER is… actually fun- if you’re not a patient. I’m the IV superstar student here- I will hit it the first time, every time- even if you’re a dried up old junkie and have no veins. I know where the warm blankets are, and I’m the nice lady that will scam you a snack from the galley when the nurses aren’t looking. I’m the hop-to girl for all the nurses- whether they need a repeat set of vitals or someone to walk the generic geriatric to the bathroom. I’m right there. And if I had ANY desire whatsoever to go into nursing, I would be totally in my element.
Alas, my dream is to be one of those IV superstars who do it upside down in a ditch left handed, or in the back of a speeding ambulance on a pot-holed Alberta back road. Though I’m much less “at home” on the ambulance at this stage. I’m more like a deer in the headlights. “Whaddya MEAN ‘what do I want you to do?!’ “. So we start with the basics- level of consciousness, Airway, Breathing, Circulation… Sick or Not Sick. Can we fix it? Which way to drive and how fast?
So, if you’re breathing and have a pulse, and your insides are still on the inside, have no fear! I’ve totally got this! And if otherwise, have no fear anyway! I’m under diligent supervision!
Day of the Week Fat Pants 
😄You can scam something from the galley??? Cool!
Tea Toast and Jam please