Blood, bandages & bedpans

It seems a little odd that a job that almost broke me is still my most favorite. I had not realized how much I missed working in the emergency room until I pitched in the other day for a couple hours as they were bursting at the seams. Sure the very short shift consisted only of pushing one wheelchair-bound female to her family’s car, cleaning and making numerous stretchers and removing one IV. I did triage from EMS the very pleasant gentleman that was the unfortunate recipient of a head bleed. It was rather uneventful. I have missed the commotion, the noise, the smells…yes, all of them; there really is no other place quite like it.

I returned to my regular job just as quickly as I arrived to help out in the ER. It occurred to me when I was back in my very quite, feng-shui office that you may take the nurse out of the ER but can’t take the ER out of the nurse.