So I got to spend four hours in the ER Monday night. It was slow as molasses. Most of the people were just constipated, not about to die as they seemed to think. One possible coronary, one pregnant girl in distress, and one broken foot. I did get to learn some new skills so it was a decent night.
The one thing that made me laugh was watching the Charge nurse tell a young lady how it is. This young lady comes into triage just crying and blubbering like she's about to die. After about five minutes of this the charge just looks at her and says," If you could stop whining for a few minutes I can get your info and get you to the back". The Charge would be dead if that young lady's looks could have killed, but she stopped blubbering for the needed info and immediately went back to her histrionics as soon as able. Now, I and the two nurses that saw and over heard this are trying not to just die laughing. So when the charge comes up to the station I ask him about his wonderful bedside/tableside manner. It seems little miss whiner was out in the lobby just laughing and joking and generally having a good ole time with her friends prior to coming up when her name was called and the water works started right as she grabbed the handle of the triage door.
23 hours ago