Blimey. I. Am. Tired.
It’s been a hard couple of shifts at work – sick patients needing a lot of care, and me in charge of the bay for most of the shift yesterday. Hence the absence of posting. Well, absence of significant lengths of posting. I guess I ramble anyway, but hey.
So, news? Well, I’ve rung up and got them to send me my CRB (Criminal Records Bureau) check form, which will apparently take up to a week to arrive, the motherboard from my PC which I found to be most dead has gone back to Scan, hopefully it’ll be replaced and we can stop with the random crashing. Me and ‘good quality’ hardware have no luck. My 1999, 300 quid all in (disks and all) PC is still going y’know. All that died was the case, in fact, it didn’t actually *die* I just found out that the reason for the wandering ants on the screen was that the powersupply was crap; and it was cheaper to replace the case and powersupply, than just the one. It’s battered, but unbeaten. I think the CD-Rom still worked until recently, despite being parked in the garage.
I’ve just mailed the lass back from A and SP NHS Trust who said “do you want accomodation”, because I suspect I do, but because the e-mails are mauled by NHS Jobs first, I don’t get any attachments.
I’ve ordered new tyres for my car (can you feel the excitement). I have this thing about good tyres, so I’ve done some research, and ended up with Nexen tyres, which are a Korean brand that appear to be un-hideous. Firestone having stopped making tyres in my size, mostly (I think) because they’re evil cruel people with no love for the Morris Minor. She’s also due a service, so I may try and get the bits for that tomorrow.
I think I’m still in ‘University’ mode, I come home and feel the need to do something, although I’m knackered this week so I’ve been asuaging that need with the cunning technique of ‘watching firefly’. I’ve been chatting at work about holidays too – the Canada one coming up and y’know what, stuff like this just makes me love Canada more. Of course this might not be an accurate representation of what I can expect when I get there, but hey. I guess I should start planning. But I also need to learn about endocrinology, not a subject I’m really very well versed in.
It’s starting to hit me that in a few short days I stop being a ‘student nurse’. It’s quite scary, really. Quite scary. There’s one patient who always calls me ‘Staff’ despite me not being… I find it scary. I mean, I seem to cope and manage the bay pretty well, but this whole people expecting me to know stuff, there I am trying to explain to someone about why their dad needs to go to theatre, or why their mum is ill. It’s all big stuff. And I do it… and… yeah. In a few days time I won’t be Student Nurse at all.
Weird.
Also, next week my ward is temporarily relocated so that the ward can be thoroughly cleaned; which… well… Let’s say they have a tradition of saying bye to leaving people and students in a, well, unique, way. Generally by them being drenched in something wet and cold. Ultrasound gel, accidents with bags of saline and having milkshake dumped on you are things that you might expect on leaving.
Unfortunately, the ward we’re going to? They have a bath. A *bath*, I don’t *think* I’ll end up in it, just because Tim, the HCA who’d easily lift-and-plonk isn’t there. But…. Hrm.
I fear it…
