#truestory For Nurses... Random This is the Life of a Nurse January 17, 2015March 20, 2016 Adventures of a Labor Nurse 7276 Views 17 Comments core, delivery, labor, life, nurse, nursing, OB, obstetrics, patient, pregnancy We can’t hug our children until we take off our scrubs and take a bath. After work, we’re too tired to cook. We’re too tired to clean. We’re too tired to kiss. We have the most inappropriate dinner conversations. Our scrubs do not feel like pajamas. We go to work before the sun comes up and we leave work after the sun has gone down. There’s a 50% chance this stain on our scrubs is blood, and a 50% chance it’s chocolate. If we clock in even one minute late, we’re docked 15 minutes (right?!??….?) We may all go to hell for this one. We can find alcohol pads anywhere. We use our badge at the cafeteria like it’s a Black American Express card. We will treat our family members with Motrin and Tylenol. They have to be bleeding or dying to go to the doctor. This is how we take our kids temperature. Sometimes we like our pajamas and our bed better than our husbands :/ (Sorry honey) Our favorite day off is in the middle of the week, when our kids are at school. We use extra OR laps to clean our kitchen. Neighbors call to ask about anything kind-of related to any maybe-medical problems, needing advice. We dish out this advice like a doctor. Until my next delivery ❤ Be a part of a delivery and share with friends:PrintTumblrFacebookTwitterLinkedInPinterestRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
Hannah JosephsonJanuary 17, 2015 at 10:14 amPermalink These make me laugh! So true- all of them! Reply
AnonymousJanuary 17, 2015 at 4:17 pmPermalink I just love your blog! We need you on our unit. What a breath of fresh air. If we are one minute late, its the same as an absence. Manager’s discretion rule. Reply
birthrn2January 18, 2015 at 3:49 pmPermalink The medical advice reminded me of something. One night (when we still worked 8hr shifts and I worked 3p-11p), I was walking up to my house when a neighbor came out of her house. She asked me to give her car an injection. I looked at her and said “you do know that i’m a nurse……for people don’t you? I know nothing about giving a cat a shot.” She said “yes, but I can show you how the vet told me to do it. I just can’t do ityself.” So she showed me I gave the shot and the cat was fine. That was probably the most interesting thing a non medical person has ever asked me to do. Reply
AnonymousJanuary 20, 2015 at 10:03 pmPermalink lol !! Guilty of all of the above except for the elevator door one! ( I never Reply
georgielizabethJanuary 31, 2015 at 5:18 pmPermalink Ha ha, I can relate. Well, I work (and blog) in mental health, so not the scubs part, but most of it. Great post! Reply
adventuresofalabornursePost authorJanuary 31, 2015 at 5:38 pmPermalink what’s your blog? if i wasn’t a labor nurse i’d work in mental health! Reply
georgielizabethJanuary 31, 2015 at 5:40 pmPermalink https://twosidesofthecouch.wordpress.com/ It’s about working in MH and having therapy myself. Does it not take you to it when you click my username? I’m having problems with that, it used to take people to someone elses blog. Reply
adventuresofalabornursePost authorJanuary 31, 2015 at 7:08 pmPermalink oh I’m like illiterate with wordpress and blogs. I’m seriously still learning. so maybe it does! lol xx ty Reply
georgielizabethJanuary 31, 2015 at 5:43 pmPermalink Your username is your blog name….that might be a good idea. Hmmm *thinks*. Reply
RachaelFebruary 4, 2015 at 3:27 pmPermalink This totally made me giggle- my dad was a scrub nurse and I definitely grew up cleaning the kitchen with lap lads :). My brother also fractured his arm and my dad treated with Motrin for 2 days before going to the doctor. Ha! Nursed kids learn to be tough- wouldn’t trade it for anything. Reply
Lilly DerrahOctober 30, 2015 at 9:12 amPermalink So true all of them :) Our feet hurt a lot, too :( Reply
NikkiNovember 25, 2015 at 7:43 pmPermalink Preach! Well done and very entertaining. Pretty much hits the nail on the head on each one. Reply
