Had my last night of clinic at the hospital with my current crop of nursing students. These are seniors who are about to graduate.
Normally, I wouldn't talk much about them because of FERPA, but I am just so dag gone proud of them after the night we had in clinic.
They've been a GREAT group. Some minor problems, but nothing that couldn't be fixed.
Tonight one of them had a patient who was badly constipated. No BM in 2 weeks.
We started out with the staff nurse (who is a nun, this is important) trying to manually disimpact her (meaning, using a finger to dig for gold). We got some out, but the patient couldn't tolerate it.
So Plan B was to get her to drink GoLytely. This is a super laxative normally used for colonoscopy preps. My student hadn't had any experience with it, so I assured her I would help her.
However, the staff nurse didn't think the patient could tolerate it so we changed to Citrate of Magnesium (a common OTC laxitive, carbonated tastes like Sprite) instead.
The patient was confused and uncooperative. It took HOURS to get her to drink half of it.
Sister decides to try a manual disimpaction again. It took me and two of my students to hold the patient for this, but we got things moving . . . and made a mess of the bed. Sister is looking at the mess and mutters, "Jesus," as she's working
Later, me, four of my students and another staff nurse went to put a Foley catheter in a morbidly obese patient. It took us three tries. It was quite the difficult job. The patient is very sweet and was very patient with us as we worked, even though we made her rather uncomfortable.
After that it was time for post conference.
I told my students it was official: they were now nurses. They had just done two of the most unpleasant jobs the profession has to offer, and did them well, working as a team.
I officially consecrated them as nurses In Nominae Patris et Fili et Spiritu Sancti before we left.
Normally, I wouldn't talk much about them because of FERPA, but I am just so dag gone proud of them after the night we had in clinic.
They've been a GREAT group. Some minor problems, but nothing that couldn't be fixed.
Tonight one of them had a patient who was badly constipated. No BM in 2 weeks.
We started out with the staff nurse (who is a nun, this is important) trying to manually disimpact her (meaning, using a finger to dig for gold). We got some out, but the patient couldn't tolerate it.
So Plan B was to get her to drink GoLytely. This is a super laxative normally used for colonoscopy preps. My student hadn't had any experience with it, so I assured her I would help her.
However, the staff nurse didn't think the patient could tolerate it so we changed to Citrate of Magnesium (a common OTC laxitive, carbonated tastes like Sprite) instead.
The patient was confused and uncooperative. It took HOURS to get her to drink half of it.
Sister decides to try a manual disimpaction again. It took me and two of my students to hold the patient for this, but we got things moving . . . and made a mess of the bed. Sister is looking at the mess and mutters, "Jesus," as she's working

Later, me, four of my students and another staff nurse went to put a Foley catheter in a morbidly obese patient. It took us three tries. It was quite the difficult job. The patient is very sweet and was very patient with us as we worked, even though we made her rather uncomfortable.
After that it was time for post conference.
I told my students it was official: they were now nurses. They had just done two of the most unpleasant jobs the profession has to offer, and did them well, working as a team.
I officially consecrated them as nurses In Nominae Patris et Fili et Spiritu Sancti before we left.


A highly uncomfortable process - and that was just for me. All I had to do was lie there and try to stay as relaxed as possible!

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