Night shift? O.H.N.

Yeah, my body doesn't like night shift.

In fact, its pretty pissed off at me. I am WAAAAAY behind in my readings (I have 100 pages to read for a test I have to take before midnight tonight and another 600 for the module that starts today) and I have clinical tonight, saturday night and sunday night. When I get home around 0745 each morning I am DEAD. Like nauseous, nearly falling asleep at the wheel on the drive home, DEAD.

AND right at shift change during my first shift on this rotation a patient that we'd been trying to keep comfortable all night died. Just up and died. Now, granted he was 87 had an ischemic bowel that he refused treatment for, and was VERY uncomfortable the whole night despite being pumped full of all the morphine and ativan we could give the poor guy... but the day nurse decided she was gonna stand him up to give him a suppository (tryin to save the freakin day or some shit) without TALKING to us about how his night had gone... and by the time they sat him back down, eyes were fixed and dilated, and he was gone.

If that stupid nurse hadn't stood him up we probably could have gotten ahold of his FAMILY before he died. But nope. I hope she feels like an asshole about that one for a while.

SO... two workouts today because I slept through yesterday... and this weekend I am going to start getting serious about the eating plan again. This stagnation has me frustrated and depressed and I'm just ready to re-apply myself fully so I can fit into my scrubs better and not be pounding the shit out of my knees and feet with these 35 extra pounds I'm carrying around when I run.

I'm looking at picking up a Zone book because I know its a good plan for fitness focused eating... and, as always, there will be food-accountability over at fit-day again.

For now I'd better get back to my text book... its not gonna read itself.

Posted by Lexy at June 20, 2008 08:22 AM