Hello, yes you read the title correctly. I ate ice cream for dinner last night. I am not one bit upset about this. Sometimes you have to feed your heart and soul, ice cream is my personal favorite solution. Sometimes being a nurse is hard, being a human being is always hard. Here’s how ice cream became dinner:
8:28am: Patient leaves before they get their next appointment and their phone number is disconnected
8:45am: The electrocardiogram machine is completely out of whack
8:48am: The super old electrocardiogram machine we save just in case for this very purpose cannot charge and is therefore broken
9:30am: Doctor requests that I am in two places at once
10:01am: I have 5 patients waiting for a call back from me, it is not lunch yet
11:30am: It is now lunch, and as I go to use the bathroom for the first time since I left my house the toilet seat is up. WHY FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THE THINGS MUST IT BE UP! I get super grossed out and go in search of another bathroom.
12:01pm: I’m eating a very depressing salad of broccoli slaw and chicken salad. This does not solve my problems so I buy a cookie and bag of chips. Those don’t solve my problems either but I don’t care.
12:38pm: I call back unhappy patients who yell at me because their insurance sucks. As a note, I am a nurse who has NOTHING to do with insurance.
1:00pm: I bring back my patient, who takes 6 years to walk to the room and was not on time for their appointment
1:45pm: I am expected to do another nurse’s job because she is busy, I also have two patients waiting for the doctor in the room and 3 more patients waiting for calls back but SURE I CAN DO THEIR WORK TOO!
2:30pm: I really hate insurance, and since I can’t change what patients have for insurance I’m the bad guy who doesn’t want them to have lifesaving meds? Neat
3:30pm: Done with in person patients for the day. Paperwork central on my desk.
4:15pm: I’m finally able to review charts for the next day and see my first patient had a MI (myocardial infarction, heart attack) but left the hospital AMA (against medical advice). That sounds like a fun start
4:30pm: I’m walking home and getting ice cream.
In all honesty, today was just a long day with a lot of little annoyances, I can usually power through these but today I didn’t. Today I ate ice cream for dinner. This isn’t meant to sound like I hate my job, I don’t, and there are a lot of great days and moments. Today I was only laughing because I wasn’t going to cry, and that’s okay too. I guess the purpose of this post is to realize that sometimes you just need to eat the ice cream, call it a day and move on. Tomorrow will be better, but everyone has bad days.
Cheers to tomorrow.