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Break yo self...

So I was on call the other night and I got paged to the ED just before 4 am to admit a chick w/ hyperemesis graviderum (aka pregnant lady puking her guts out).  No big deal - IV fluids, antiemetics, etc.  I drag myself out of bed, imbibe some caffeine, and drive to the hospital.  I was going through the routine - check her records, look at her labs, look at her vitals- and then I went in to talk to her.  She's a very pleasant lady, resting comfortably, so I pull up a stool to chat w/ her.  I bought it.  Stool rolled backwards, I stayed put, and then I met the floor.  If I wasn't fully alert before, I certainly was when I found myself sitting on the floor looking up at the patient on the stretcher who was peering down at me and asking if I was okay.  All I could do was laugh.  Then I collected the stool (which was across the room by that time), sat down, and started asking questions.

Please, just call me Grace. 


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Jun. 19th, 2011 01:06 am (UTC)
My wrist was a little sore in the immediate aftermath. Put my hand down to catch myself. But my butt, and my pride, took the brunt of the impact.

It's always good to laugh at yourself, and I seem to provide lots of opportunity for it! ;-)
Jun. 19th, 2011 10:51 am (UTC)
No better way to completely wake yourself up, aka embarrassment. :)
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