People in the hospital were in a rush. Patients want to go home in time to celebrate new year in the comfort of their abodes. I got to discharge 3 patients but I admitted 2.
The old man needs blood transfusion and being my patient, I need to start a peripheral line on him. I was nervous I asked my senior to accompany me for moral support. I used gauge 20 needle that is suitable for blood transfusion. I found a vein easily and inserted the catheter. I had a back flow but as I advance the catheter, the vein bulged. I had to pull it out. I was looking for another vein when the cardio fellow came in. She volunteered to start the line to which I obliged. It is not because I would not want to do it on my own, it;s just I want to get it over with to attend to other patients in order for me punch out early.
I feel exhausted, I feel hungry. My fraternity brother who celebrated his birthday yesterday came to the hospital to bring me some food but as usual, I was not able to take even five for a quick bite.
I did pretty well today. I like my preceptor. He is patient. He waited for another 2 hours after our shift for me to finish my tasks. I was actually shooing him off as some girl was waiting for him but he declined.
I am too tired but I am starved. I guess I cannot wait for the new year to strike.