Monday, February 16, 2009

mean people suck

I'm really upset. my bike, the old mountain bike i've been using to get to school, got stolen from my own front patio/balcony!! I'm so pissed. not only do i have to start taking the stupid bus again, but i don't have the money to go buy a new bike (or a new set of front and back lights). i just want to cry. this sucks. i don't have any insightful thing to say other than this sucks. why do people have to steal? seriously. it was a crappy bike- i hope they fall and crack their heads open- but it was MY crappy bike. okay, well now i have to pull myself together and DRIVE to my clinical this afternoon.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sunday is finally living up to its name!

Today is a beautiful day here in Austin. I am on the patio at Mozart's overlooking the lake. There is literally not a cloud in the sky, perfectly sunny with just a touch of a chill in the air. Absolutely perfect February weather if you ask me! I am waiting for my debate group to arrive, so I thought i would share a little about my wonderful day so far.

Yesterday was the dreaded Valentine's day (as most of you know, Adam and I broke up not too long ago- so not exactly an exciting day for me...), but I was able to salvage the holiday and spend some quality girlie time with my friend Natasha. Mostly we did homework, but we did enjoy a cheesy matinee and a delicious whole foods dinner.

This morning I got up early and met my friend Amy halfway between our respective houses to ride together to church. Today is the Austin City Marathon, so some of the streets were sectioned off, so I'm glad I was on my bike. The service was pretty good, and i fortuitously had my knitting with me, which I absolutely love to do during church. (i swear i'm still listening!) There was a funny political songwriter visiting from San Francisco, so that was fun. Mostly, however, I am happy to report that I actually talked to people today! For the last few months, I have been going to church and not speaking to a soul, except for a casual hello. I had been kind of disappointed, because I really enjoyed being a part of the Young Adult group at my church in San Antonio, and was hoping to find something similar here. A few women from the Young Adult group came up to Amy and I and initiated a nice conversation about when the YA group meets, and what it's like. The people I talked to all seemed really interesting, and I'm looking forward to meeting up with them on Thursday night. (they start at the same time my class gets out, but as good UUs, they said that being late wouldn't be a problem at all!)

All in all it was nice to get out on my bike and go to church. I don't get to see Amy all that often, so we decided we'll have to make this a regular church date! (maybe one of these days we can get Bryan to join us (he's her fiance and my oldtime best friend).

Saturday, February 14, 2009

I heart Travelbee...

I spent the greater part of this morning working on my first journal about my clinical experience in adult health. We are encouraged to participate in "reflective journaling" (which is fun, because it's a lot like my blog posts, but with a bit more structure). In the first part, we should "consider and apply a nursing theory". I went onto a website to peruse different theories throughout nursing history (there are some really interesting ones- including one, a woman named Peplau, who was born at the turn of the century in Reading, PA where I went to church as a kid!) I kind of geeked out for awhile reading through different theories of nursing care- it's way more interesting than i previously thought... But anyways, I thought I would share my journal entry in this post. It might not be that interesting, but I know my mom would care, and i swear she's one of the few people that read this blog anyways. So, here you go, Mom-- read over my homework!
Journal #1

While perusing through a summary of various nursing theorists, I was struck by Joyce Travelbee's Theory on therapeutic human relationships. While her work appeared to originate in psychiatric nursing, she began to expand on the importance of existential values in the care of chronically ill patients. While the patient that I worked with is certainly not chronically ill at this point in his life, I think that his self-care improved as our rapport grew throughout the shift.

Travelbee believes that “nursing is accomplished through human to human relationships”. At the start of my shift, I introduced myself and he was sort of indifferent to my presence (other than the flippant remark about having such pretty nurses). As the day went on, I taught him about his blood pressure and what the numbers meant, I expanded on his knowledge of the incentive spirometer and the importance of mobility in his healing. Towards the end of the day, when I would hand him the IS as I left the room, he would remark, “well, i'll do it, but only because you asked me to.” Now in retrospect, perhaps all my teaching didn't exactly sink in (especially if he only did self-care to appease me). However, it really did seem that all our conversations throughout the shift helped him to understand more about his recovery and that my empathetic remarks and explanations about sacro-iliac joint pain (I also suffer from this occasionally) helped our relationship and improved his care. Travelbee also talks about how ongoing feelings of empathy and sympathy help to build rapport between the patient and nurse. Even if he only did the IS because I asked him, he was still doing it regularly (I told him to do it on commercial breaks). Furthermore, his mobility improved pretty dramatically throughout the shift. When I came on, he could barely stand for more than a minute or two, and by the end, he used the walker to ambulate to the bathroom! By the end of my shift, I would certainly say we had built a profound rapport- he even seemed sad to see me go- asking who would take care of him. I reassured him that his primary nurse would be in regularly to check on him.

When I first took this patient, I was kind of disappointed in my choice, because it seemed like it was “too easy” of a patient, but it turned out to be fairly challenging. Even though his care was pretty standard, he was having a particularly hard time managing his pain and therefore not doing the things he needed to do to get well. His immobility could really pose a problem if it didn't improve significantly while I was on shift (especially since he was already 24 hours post op). I guess that just goes to show that you really can't judge a patient by his/her chart!

After searching both Cochrane and guidelines.gov, I was disappointed in the lack of information about post op standards of care. There were some article about treatment modalities three weeks after back surgery, but no information about immediate care. I resorted to looking in Lewis' Clinical Companion, and found basic information about care following spinal surgery. My patient had a discectomy at L5-S1 and was over 24 hours post op when I cared for him. One of the main points was to maintain proper spinal alignment by using the log-rolling method and supportive pillows. The patient did a good job of using the log-rolling technique as he was taught by physical therapist. Since he remained primarily on his back most of the day, we did not utilize extra pillows to keep spine aligned (that is used if the patient is in a side-lying position- a pillow between the thighs helps keep the spine aligned). It is also important to assess and monitor peripheral neurologic signs in the extremities. Both the primary nurse and I assessed his circulation, sensation and motion in his feet and lower legs. His circulation and motion was good, but he did have some problems with decreased sensation in his left leg compared to his right. That is not something new, however, and the research shows that sometimes neuropathy is not immediately corrected after surgery.

As with all surgery, it is crucial that the nurse check for ileus or other interference with bowel function. The patient was already on a full diet, and had passed gas as well as having active bowel sounds in all four quadrants.

The patient was prescribed 2 tablets of Norco to control his pain. Judging by his problems with mobility, I am not sure this was adequate. However, with regular dosing (q4hrs) his pain was better controlled. When I first got on the floor, it was 3pm and he was yelling out in pain while working with the physical therapist. Upon looking at the MAR, I was surprised because his last dose of Norco was at 10 that morning. I would think, especially if he was scheduled to work with PT, the nurse would want to make sure he was properly medicated for pain. His missed dose obviously set him back, because after his painful experience with PT, he was reluctant to try ambulating again. We really had to goad him into trying to stand up and walking to the chair. By the end of the shift, we had kept his Norco administration constant at q4hours, and he was able to ambulate to the bathroom (albeit with some pain) with moderate assist as well as using a rolling walker.

The dressing site on his lumbar area was assessed by both the primary nurse and I, however, there were no orders in the chart for changing the dressing. Although there was a moderate amount of dried blood, there was no active bleeding. I deferred to my nurse, because she said we couldn't change the dressing without an order. I left the floor before she heard back from the doctor.


Travelbee's theory gets a little more existential than i mentioned here, and i fully anticipate using her ideas on suffering and how a nurse's spiritual beliefs and philosophical values may improve a chronically ill patient's ability to find meaning in his/her illness. Definitely going to use that in my concept paper this semester on Spirituality and Terminal Cancer Patients. more to come...

Friday, February 6, 2009

alas, there is no chocolate breastmilk...

Monday was my first day of Maternity Clinicals. The funniest part of the day was this cute little blond haired three year old whose mom had just had a little baby boy. She flung the door of the room wide open when she came in with her grandma and was just an adorably precocious little girl in pigtails! She informed us, "You know, it [the breast] only gives white milk, not chocolate!" She had such a serious look on her face that i tried really hard not to bust out laughing- it was really cute.

Anyways, i thought i would share my journal entry that i had to turn into my professor. it's a small little recap of my day. here goes:

Maternity Clinical Journal
Day One

Monday was our first day on the floor at Seton Main's Maternity Unit. I started the semester off with a rotation to the Mother/Baby unit. I think it was a really gentle introduction to maternity for me. I had been concerned with my emotional stability because of my somewhat traumatic personal maternal history. But our first day was really great, and I think things will go just fine. I was paired with Patty, who is a fantastic nurse, and we got to talk a lot about nursing, maternity, hospice, and everything in between. It turns out that her senior paper for nursing school is nearly identical to the topic I just chose for my concept analysis paper! It was really neat to connect with another nurse like that.

We started my shift by going through and checking on her two patients. The first one had a c-section so we were helping to manage her pain. She was hesitant at first to take the 'heavier' pain medicine because she said she didn't want to get addicted. Patty did a really good job of explaining to her that as long as her body needs it, she won't get addicted. She also explained that we need to keep her pain managed so that we can get her up so that she will recover quicker. I also got to watch her help the new mom with breastfeeding. She was teaching her that it is best to wait until her baby opens up his jaw really wide before latching so that he gets a bigger part of the breast, and not just the nipple. Patty was a wealth of information, and had such a great demeanor and easy rapport with the patients. One patient's husband made a comment asking if she could just stay for another 48 hours until they left!

Throughout my shift, I mostly followed my nurses, but I did get to feel a fundus (two of them, actually!) when my second nurse was doing her assessments at the beginning of her shift. The first fundus was a little boggy, so I massaged it and, sure enough, it tightened up again! I think that is one of those things that doesn't seem like it works until you see it. (or feel it, rather) Later in the evening I watched one newborn assessment and saw a little petichiae on one of the baby's faces. Other than that, there were no irregularities. I also held a newborn baby boy that was being given up for adoption. The mother had already left the hospital, but the adoption wouldn't be finalized until the end of the following day, so the baby was just being watched in the nursery. It made me kind of sad that he was just sleeping in his basket with no one holding him or even touching him. When my nurse left me in the nursery for a minute, I decided to pick up the little boy and give him a little human contact. I held him for a good five minutes, and I would like to think it might have given him a little comfort.

All in all, I really enjoyed my clinical day. I was impressed with how pleasant and encouraging most of the nurses were. Both of the women I worked with had years of experience, and were just so gentle and knowledgeable. To borrow a term from psych- you could really feel the difference in the milieu of the floor compared to other med/surg floors. It was a nice change, and I can see how it would be really great to work in maternity.

PS. The same cute little girl who told us that the breast gave white milk, not chocolate was also pretending to be a nurse and checking her mom. She kept rubbing her belly and inspecting her arm. Then she said, “now I'm going to check your booby stars,” and started to try to lift up her pajama top. The mom had inverted nipples (we had talked about it earlier because she was having a hard time breastfeeding) and I guess that 'booby stars' is the term their family uses to describe it. I thought it was really cute! (cuz the nipples did sort of look like little stars!)

no more late night emails...

I thought this was really funny. it's one of google's new "lab" features (kind of like apps on facebook) where you can enable it to check your sobriety before sending an email late at night. oh those drunken emails that could have been avoided... Google, where were you while i was in college?!
Mail Goggles

Google strives to make the world's information useful. Mail you send late night on the weekends may be useful but you may regret it the next morning. Solve some simple math problems and you're good to go. Otherwise, get a good night's sleep and try again in the morning. After enabling this feature, you can adjust the schedule in the "General" settings page.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

melting records...



So last night I was at my friend's cousin's house and his place is nearly floor to ceiling vinyl- it's nuts. He's got a nice setup and a fresh mix of tunes at anytime, but he was talking about all these extra records or ones that are really scratched that he didn't know what to do with. I don't remember how it came up, but we googled instructions on making dishes or bowls out of melted records. We promptly spent the next hour or two experimenting with different bowls and molds and slight variations in oven temperatures. It was really fun! He said I could take one home, and I was thrilled to see that one of the prettier ones was also the Mary Poppins Soundtrack! Here's another shot of the bowl:



And I thought this was a funny quote:



In case you can't quite read it: "I didn't lie, I was writing fiction with my mouth"

Friday, January 30, 2009