a highlight of my night: one of our pt's blood glucose levels dropped to the 50's, thats low as shit. we couldn't get meds up from pharmacy, couldn't get ahold of his dr. were dumping sugar in orange juice, it wasn't working, so one of the nurses calls down to staffing cause they've always got food down there and yells into the phone "we need cake, STAT!" you can her the lady go "WHAT??" she hands me the phone and runs back into his room. i'm trying not to laugh cause this is pretty serious, but how funny is that. "we gotta patient whose sugars down to 54, we need something up here now" "chocolate?" "yeah. STAT!!" just cause i had to say it. fed him his cake, he bounced back up to 112, so thats a happy ending.... too funny, though. between that, the 440 lb. CHF/renal failure's husband sneaking her in a bigmac in his coat pocket and and 33 year old man coming in for chest pain, holding his mommy's hand and crying.... yeah. i think we qualify for official 3 ring circus status.
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