Monday, September 27, 2021

ER Memories (#4)


Most of my time in the ER was spent fulfilling the orders of the harried staff … ordering labs, xrays, calls to specialists, etc. Since our ER was often overloaded it was a challenge to keep ahead of it all and I thrived on it. I was older than most of the nurses and even many of the doctors; however, this didn’t seem to matter. I was good at what I did and they appreciated that.

Over the years I took on kind of a mother figure there. They knew that I was of the generation that finds the “F” word shocking and they rarely used it in my presence. I appreciated their consideration. I was also sure that they would never hear that word from my lips. I will never forget the day that this came to an end !

The nurses did very well with the ER Docs but as soon as a staff Dr. showed up the whole atmosphere would change. These doctors were very demanding and expected the nurses to drop everything (no matter what was going on with the other ER patients) and to be at their beck and call. This particular day it was exceptionally busy. All 18 rooms were full, 3 staff doctors had arrived at the same time and none of the ordered lab results had come back. When I called the lab they explained that a technician was out sick and they were doing the best they could.

I relayed this info but the staff doctors wouldn’t accept it. They had the poor nurses almost in tears and I couldn’t believe the words that were being yelled at them, the patient charts that were being banged down and the overall disruption of the ER. Of course this ultimately came down upon my head, the messenger of the bad news. I knew that none of the patients were critical and could see no reason for all the turmoil. I was completely fed up and had as much as I could take so I stood up and yelled …“Everyone just F__king shut up.”

This brought on absolute dead silence and it seemed to stay that way forever until a nurse broke the ice by saying, in a timid voice: “Oooh, that’s just as if my mother said that.” That did it. We all broke up laughing, the staff doctors stormed off and we went back to business as usual.



Blogger Anvilcloud said...

It's weird how it has become such an emphasis word now.

I was brought up not to swear. I do now sometimes, and sometimes it feels good, and sometimes I wish that I hadn't.

5:20 PM  
Blogger Joared said...

We all have our limits! Clearly you must speak the language your listeners understand for it to take effect. Nothing quite like seeing doctors being important.

11:51 PM  
Blogger Arkansas Patti said...

Oh would I have loved to have seen that. What a way to restore order. If you swore all the time it wouldn't have had the effect. Shock value helps.

4:55 AM  
Blogger Marie Smith said...

Lol. Well done, Ginnie. Sometime the only appropriate work is the one you chose.

5:33 AM  

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