Just one of "those" days!

You know the one's. The kind of day where NOTHING, goes the way you would like it to. Where you can't find any positive occurrence whatsoever even though you're mood maybe average but the universe appears to be conspiring against you.

This was one of those day's!

It started with me staying up way to late the night before. For some reason i thought it was absolutely necessary to put some b-sides from myspace band's i like onto my ipod and correctly tagging them. Pointless but i did it anyway. Then when i finished doing that and constructing a plan for a VERY large and complex rail network i went to bed.

Now i say bed as this doesn't mean sleep. It was already 0030 or so. I had to be up at 5 am for my first day back on placement. So i lay there, listening to albums i knew well trying to get bored of them and not listen and just drift off. But not to be. As well as being restless i needed to go to the bathroom, in the non-urgent way. But it was a very bad feeling and eventually i gave in.

I eventually got around 2 and half hours sleep or more. Then shower with a rush out the door. My uniform under a tracksuit.  I couldnt find my keycard and my name badge is long damaged, and my fob watch has been dead for 2 years. Frankly i was disorganised to say the least, and fracking tired! Then i had to walk up the very steep and icy hill in Drogheda all the way too the train station. With the price hikes i didnt have enough for a luas ticket after my train ticket... And ontop of my hike my stomach was iffy.

Upon arrival knowing this i buy a coke for a mild caffeine supply. Then left with just a fiver the luas machine wouldnt take my fiver! So i hoped on the luas and chanced my arm. Thankfully i didnt get caught, and i made good time.

I then arrived via the back gate of the Workhouse and made my way to the lockers in good time. Tracksuit off, straighten uniform and sort out bits and bobs like pen's, notebook, wallet etc. Walking through the link corridor i walked briskly to catch up with whoever was ahead of me so i could get through the Keycard only doors. It turns out this person was Daisy. Didn't make much of this and duck through too the first staircase and walked around the corner. Then i realized my spacial reasoning was off, i was about to walk through the back of a ward and not around a curved corridor like i thought! I went the wrong way. So i walk even further all the way to the front concourse and around too the ward i was supposed to be on.

Slightly flushed etc i arrive into the report and low and behold there was no handout's(patient list's) left. So in trying to find one i notice ive lost my pen! Nicking a red pen i started scribbling quickly in my notebook to try and catch up. 2 hour's later i find my pen, go figure.

Morning routine is the usual. Bed making and so on, things seem to be going on okay. Then obs and every things fine. Morning break and then straight afterwards when trying to dish out some drugs my stomach goes insane. It was not happy. I run to the bathroom and i guess you remember all those rhymes from childhood about diarrhea? Then i was alright. New patient new drugs. Took a long time, lost my pen AGAIN! Ran out of Calogen had to find another bottle. Didn't know some of the drugs, one being an anti-depressant that was very rare for The Workhouse so it took even longer to find in the trolley. Then when attending to the patient, setting up his nebuliser and crushing his tablet's he starts a coughing fit!

Confidentiality and all that i can't say much more. Later on with the same patient i ended up stabbing myself with a subcut needle. Rinse, bleed, contact supervisors. Then Occupational health. Surprisingly my ever growing file wasn't there, odd:P Bloods taken, usual pep talk and risk assessment's etc etc Didn't mention my trips to the bathroom, which was now about two at this stage and iffy on the way over there. 

Come back, and things were alright for a good while after that. Lunch and everyting, no worries. No more stomach problem's either. Then after checking obs on a patient in a side room i was putting them in their chart and right there in the corridor is... Daisy. I look at her and then back to my notes. She was obviously getting something for whatever ward she was on. Then she starts to walk by me and i look up again as she passed. Our eye's barely meet and there's not a flicker in her expression. It doesn't change. It's as if she was either blanking me or that any spark or air of friendship or acquittance that we once had was now gone. I instantly whispered to myself "Bitch" as a sarcastic comment, but even now i don't understand it. Hell i don't even know why i care, but the fact she didn't even say hi was upsetting on at least some level.

Rest of the day went by fine for a good while. Little happening, all was well so to speak. Then CPC arrived, oh joy ive had this one before, mainly back in Outpatients, back when i was with Jade. And then the whole documentation spiel and so on. Then i have to explain my needle stick injury in depth. Then i mentioned my trips too the bathroom. And my bowel habit's of the previous day's in brief. She then tell's the CNM and say's she'll discuss it with me later. The other 2nd year that was with me was late as she was also over in oc health but for an MRSA screen, probably a pead's(children's) thing, saftey and so on. And then i had to tell her the portfolio crap again, even though she probably knew it. I just went into automatic rant mode and left out stuff here and there and stumbled as the CPC interrupted me. Fun time's. Then the CPC gave us "homework" of sorts. Case studies on specific patients, WONDERBAR! She also gave the other girl homework on her day placement with the Pain team, mainly since it's all doctors, pharmacists and nurse specialists.

Then after putting the chairs back from our session i was left with little to do for around 5 minutes. Then called to talk to CNM and CPC, AGAIN. Clarifying the needle stick injury further i then was told that i had to take the next day off. My run's could be anything and hospital policy doesn't take chance's. So i have 2 day's off and now owe a whole day. Wonderful. I got off at 4 though, that was good.

Luas in. Walk to campus, quick newspaper flicking. Funny line from Letch about how his name's pronounced slagging a comment from an other society girl who's around a bit. Percy and his significant other and 2 people i haven't named also there but little other exchanges. Only there for 10 min when had to get train. Bought another coke, don't know why. It spits at me when i open it, fun.

Oh and the potatoes for diner burnt. And im still a bit iffy on and off. 

That was just today. My weekend was uneventful. Lonely as always. Couldnt go to Jayne's belated birthday bash. Due to many factors. DS was snowed-in in Scotland, Gammaman couldnt accommodate me at short notice, PG was going to cinema with new flame and Avril had work. Other options couldnt be explored due to my lack of credit and inability to access the ability to top up my phone because of some stupid extra pin i didnt have and couldnt get emailed to me because my info was incorrect. 

So i sat and watched tv online. Not really a productive weekend, but a weekend nonetheless. Oh and my fledgling plans for my own belated b-day thing with a dvd-a-thon were dashed by the realization that the Hallmark holiday of love was the next weekend. Oh joy...

Metre's from the bathroom, just alright and with too much time to spare; Social Dullard.