Monday, May 25, 2009

Sloth finger??

I started my new job last week. They gave me a GREAT mentor named Mary. She is so sweet and very patient. I pretty much just followed her around and did some little things on the first day. My second day I got to do a little more hands-on. I put in a couple of IVs, and it seemed to be going well. I'm very nervous about doing so many IVs because I don't have a whole lot of experience with that coming from the ICU since most people already had a line in place.

So apparently I am told that I have the worst luck ever, and I am a very clumsy person. I'm always doing something to hurt myself...twisting ankles, stubbing toes, splinters, bumps, bruises, scratches. You name it, I do it, lol. My second day of work, and my coworkers already know I'm the clutz-girl. I go and get my finger shut in an automatic door that I pound on and still won't open. I had to yell for someone to come stand in front of the sensor just to get my finger out. Before I knew it, I had 20 people standing around me and blood dripping everywhere. They wheeled me down to the ER where I spent 5 hours of my day. They called Russell for me, but they only told him that I mashed my fingers some and was in the ER not to freak him out. So he showed up, and I showed him this.....






I think his mouth dropped open a bit. I really don't think he expected it to be that bad since as stated before I hurt myself a lot. So they said they had to start IV antiobiotics since the door was so dirty, and I had an open wound (see picture with dirt all over fingers...don't they clean?!). I told the guy right away that his best bet would be to go for the hand since my veins suck. Of course he didn't listen, and I ened up with two blown veins before he finally got one in my HAND. I still have a huge bruise on my arm. They gave me the IV antibiotics, I had many x-rays, and then they gave me Morphine. I do not wish this on anyone. I instantly wanted to puke, and my legs started to tingle and went numb. Yuck. And then the mean resident came back with her big needle. She did a full block on my finger which means the whole finger was numbed. This was the worst pain I have ever felt. Let me tell you, I almost could have left the finger crooked. I could feel the needle hitting the back side of my finger, and it was not pleasant. After that she popped my finger back into place, and Russell said it sounded like taking the cap off a snapple. Then they meticulously washed the wound and made it bleed to get all the nasties out of it. Then she stitched me up, bandaged and splinted the finger, and I finally got to go home and SLEEP. I've been having to take 4 antibiotics a day. I'm off work for at least 2 weeks while the wound heals, and then they will take my stitched out and let me know if I can go back to work or not. I would say if I do go back then that I will probably be on light duty since I have to wear this splint for 6 weeks, and I'm not supposed to be getting the finger wet or lifting any weight with this hand (although that's kinda impossible unless I want to sit on the couch and not move for 6 weeks). I'm ready for the stitches to be out now. My finger is still blue, and it itches like crazy. Still no signs of infection, so that is a relief. I thought for sure I would end up with MRSA. But at least I don't have to have surgery. The orthopedic surgeon said the tendons still seemed to be intact, and that I should regain full range of motion of the finger after some time. Good news! The wound seems to be healing pretty well.

And yes, my long ass vacation is coming up soon, and we're planning on going camping for some of it, and visiting home some as well. I'm excited! Also, I need to go swimming bad. They need to open the damn pool up around here. Well, I'm off to go watch more True Blood. Best. Show. Ever!