Imagine a squirt gun shooting water out of it at lightning fast speed. Now imagine that the squirt gun is a 3 month old patient who has bacteremia and imagine the water is disgusting antibiotic-causing formula diarrhea.
Well if you can picture that, then you can also picture me, trying to change this infant's diaper and having the quickest reflexes of my life zooming out of the way and allowing the 'matter' to project 7 feet away. But some still got on me so my preceptor had to call 'Materials Distribution.'
Preceptor: Ya hi can I get a set of new scrubs?
Materials: Sure. Someone get pooped on or vomited on?
The staff inducted me into the exclusive pediatric nurse club because being pooped on, vomited on, and peed on is just part of the job. Eh. Not so bad. I've had a 37 year old man with Hepatitis C have his fecal matter dropped on my leg. I can live with this.
Oh, and I decided to go with a rewarding Taco Bell dinner for my exhausting day.
3 comments:
Welcome to motherhood!
Best. blog title. ever.
I was crapped on and spit up on, but it wasn't projectile (today, at least!). And yeah, I'd take 3-month-old projectile poop over adult poo any day of the week.
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