Here's the 2nd part of my 3-day National Kidney and Transplant Institute (NKTI) based IVT Completion. As y'all read on my earlier entry, I'll be, yet again, squeezing my neurons harder in order to extract my good (and not so good) experiences. Haha. Fun. Fun. Fun. :)
Day 2: Obsessive-Compulsive
Obsessive-Compulsive- Obsessions are preoccupations with persistent intrusive thoughts and ideas while Compulsions are repeated performance of rituals or purposeless behaviors designed to prevent some event, divert unacceptable thoughts, and decrease anxiety.
I read and memorized this exact definition back in college and, as if an acquired skill or something, I seriously became an OC-ish individual, especially during my good and bad nursing moments. Haha. :)
Anyways, I arrived at the NKTI around 7 AM, as usual, and got assigned again (Yipee!) at the Emergency Room (ER). Surprisingly, the 2 perky ladies who were with me during day 1 were still there in need of a single Blood Transfusion (BT) case each. At first, I was glad to have them with me since they will be able to teach me a couple of methods in preparation for my first IV insertion. But, after my first 2 insertions, I utterly wished that they would be eaten whole by a 10-eyed female-eating monster entering the ER. Grrrr.
No. I have nothing against these ladies, honestly. They appear nice, approachable and clearly friendly. Not to mention that they're beautiful, educated and elegant. Any straight guy would fall in love with them instantly. However, they repeatedly interrupted all of my attempts to successfully insert an IV cannula to all of my patients. They are like these 2 floating entities behind my back literally SCREAMING endless concepts and comments about my IV insertion. They were treating me as if I'm a student nurse or someone waaay below them when in fact, we're all on the same level. Argh! Let's take the following examples into consideration.
Exhibit A: Lady 1 kept on bugging me that I ALWAYS overshoot my IV cannula in front of my patients.
Exhibit B: Lady 2 GRABBED my IV cannula after I tried to reposition it and inserted it herself, leaving me clueless.
Exhibit C: Both ladies kept on whispering comments audible to ALL of my patients during the whole time.
Now, y'all do the math, okay? :D
I know that we, the people in the medical-nursing profession, have the responsibility to perform all of our functions (independent, dependent, and co-dependent) in the most accurate and appropriate manner possible. However, taking into consideration the fact that this is my first time to perform the aforementioned procedure and being out of the hospital setting for 2 years and counting, I can't help but be on the OC-ish persona from this point on. This is my profession and I have to be responsible and accountable for all of my actions. I saw how most, if not all, of my patients cringed or whined every time I mis-inserted the IV cannula or had to repeat the procedure on another site. In Pinoy terms, NAKAKA-AWA (pitiful). Maybe that's the reason why, during my IVT training at the PHC, we had to do an actual insertion in order to empathize with our patients the HARD way. Ouch!
On a lighter note, Dr. Montoya was at his friendliest manner to all of us (esp. to me), since a lot of patients were entering the ER. He kept on ordering stuff here and there and I, of course, gladly obliged to do everything he asked me, including IV insertions, taking initial ER vital signs, and collecting blood specimens. Haha. :)
At the end of the day, I was able to finish all of the necessary cases needed for my IVT completion. Moreover, my sleeping and rusty nursing knowledge had a loud wake-up call during the whole day. I seriously need to brush up on procedures and laboratory values. *wink*wink*
Yes. There will be a third and final installment on this topic. Haha. :)
Coffee, Dr. Montoya? :D