I just got home from seeing the Burlesque Show. It was fucking awesome - they had their routines down pat and it was really cool and I liked how they mixed things up. Really really cool. Plus the ladies were really just hot. I'm a little deaf right now but it was really fun. Makes me realize that I'm not much of a dancer and I doubt I could shake my booty like that. I think I'm more motivated to try after seeing them. hehe.
On a totally different note:
I work in a hospital. Today I had to drop off naloxone in the ED resus room. When I got there, a male and a female nurse were hovering over an older man. However, they weren't hovering in the manner of taking care of the gentleman's medical needs. They were being inappropriately unprofessional because they were peering at the man's tattoos. They saw the tattoo on his forearm and then went further up his arm to lift his shirt sleeve to look at a tattoo on his deltoid. Meanwhile, this poor dude was fucking intubated and had several IV lines and was most likely NOT in any condition to reply to their question of "Do you have any more." I was horridly transfixed by the site and quietly fuming inside because it reminded me of the shoddy treatment I received when I was in the hospital for a kidney stone. While I was vomiting for 8 hours from the pain, the nurses and doctors were too busy prying and poking and pulling at my flimsy hospital gown to look at my back (I had just had a backpiece outlined at that point and only had half sleeves). I wanted to fucking kill them if I hadn't been in fucking agony or doped the fuck up on demerol.
Anyway, the male nurse spotted me staring at them all dumbfounded and then he spotted my chest tattoo sticking out and came over and made some inappropriate comments to me basically asking me to take off my clothes so he could see my tattoos. A) I cover almost all of my tattoos at work. It's a fucking hospital. It's a courtesy especially considering the heavily hasidic population we serve. B) I don't want the harassment from the dumb fucking assholes at work so I prefer to hide underneath long sleeves and pants all year round. It's for my sanity and for their fucking safety because if any more people touch me inappropriately I will fucking deck them. Added to that, this male nurse was inappropriately touchy with me. I never met him before so what gives him the fucking right to TOUCH me and yank at my clothing. What an asshole. I believe I will file a complaint about him. Oh, and get this - he tells me that I should show him my tattoos because all the other nurses in the ED showed him. Ew....I bet their fucking tattos suck and I don't know this man and I would rather rip off his nuts with needle-nosed pliers than show him anything. Asswad.
Simply working in hospital makes me realize that I never want to be a patient in one. If i get hit by a car, just leave me on the fucking road. If ever need to go for surgery, I'm going to make sure that I have someone with a videocamera documenting every fucking second of my treatment especially if I'm under anesthesia because I don't trust these fucking health care "professionals" to treat someone who's "different" with any sort of respect, compassion, or humanity. It's sad but true - avoid hospitals and most health care professionals if you can. Most of them are the most close-minded judegmental fucks you'll ever meet on this planet. I hate most of them.
In School news:
I've been invited to submit my CV to Proctor and Gamble for a 1-year fellowship position. It looks fucking awesome and my stipend would be $60,000+ (depending on experience). I just need to update my CV and clean it up and contact some professors to be my reference and I'll be off and running. I really don't want to work in a hospital if I can help it - your life isn't your own when you do.
That and I'm quitting my job in January so I can start studying for the NAPLEX - part I is an 8 hour 185-question exam, part II is the law exam, and depending on which state you live in, you might have a part III which consists of compounding. That means I'll have 6 months to study.....why did I choose this profession? Shit.
On a totally different note:
I work in a hospital. Today I had to drop off naloxone in the ED resus room. When I got there, a male and a female nurse were hovering over an older man. However, they weren't hovering in the manner of taking care of the gentleman's medical needs. They were being inappropriately unprofessional because they were peering at the man's tattoos. They saw the tattoo on his forearm and then went further up his arm to lift his shirt sleeve to look at a tattoo on his deltoid. Meanwhile, this poor dude was fucking intubated and had several IV lines and was most likely NOT in any condition to reply to their question of "Do you have any more." I was horridly transfixed by the site and quietly fuming inside because it reminded me of the shoddy treatment I received when I was in the hospital for a kidney stone. While I was vomiting for 8 hours from the pain, the nurses and doctors were too busy prying and poking and pulling at my flimsy hospital gown to look at my back (I had just had a backpiece outlined at that point and only had half sleeves). I wanted to fucking kill them if I hadn't been in fucking agony or doped the fuck up on demerol.
Anyway, the male nurse spotted me staring at them all dumbfounded and then he spotted my chest tattoo sticking out and came over and made some inappropriate comments to me basically asking me to take off my clothes so he could see my tattoos. A) I cover almost all of my tattoos at work. It's a fucking hospital. It's a courtesy especially considering the heavily hasidic population we serve. B) I don't want the harassment from the dumb fucking assholes at work so I prefer to hide underneath long sleeves and pants all year round. It's for my sanity and for their fucking safety because if any more people touch me inappropriately I will fucking deck them. Added to that, this male nurse was inappropriately touchy with me. I never met him before so what gives him the fucking right to TOUCH me and yank at my clothing. What an asshole. I believe I will file a complaint about him. Oh, and get this - he tells me that I should show him my tattoos because all the other nurses in the ED showed him. Ew....I bet their fucking tattos suck and I don't know this man and I would rather rip off his nuts with needle-nosed pliers than show him anything. Asswad.
Simply working in hospital makes me realize that I never want to be a patient in one. If i get hit by a car, just leave me on the fucking road. If ever need to go for surgery, I'm going to make sure that I have someone with a videocamera documenting every fucking second of my treatment especially if I'm under anesthesia because I don't trust these fucking health care "professionals" to treat someone who's "different" with any sort of respect, compassion, or humanity. It's sad but true - avoid hospitals and most health care professionals if you can. Most of them are the most close-minded judegmental fucks you'll ever meet on this planet. I hate most of them.
In School news:
I've been invited to submit my CV to Proctor and Gamble for a 1-year fellowship position. It looks fucking awesome and my stipend would be $60,000+ (depending on experience). I just need to update my CV and clean it up and contact some professors to be my reference and I'll be off and running. I really don't want to work in a hospital if I can help it - your life isn't your own when you do.
That and I'm quitting my job in January so I can start studying for the NAPLEX - part I is an 8 hour 185-question exam, part II is the law exam, and depending on which state you live in, you might have a part III which consists of compounding. That means I'll have 6 months to study.....why did I choose this profession? Shit.
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sadiemae:
oooh i just stumbled across your profile. and what BEAUTIFUL WORK you have. loving it.
carmen:
is this the martial arts coach? Tell me more!