nursingisinmyblood:

When your elderly male patient keeps flashing you his junk…

(Source: cindyfortis)

I spent more time trying to remember what I was on my way to do than actually doing anything today.

mydaywasworsethanyours:

EVERYDAY!!!

Life of an ICU Nurse

cageofdiamondsandgold:

First time code blue:

A few months later:

After one year:

After many years of working

Every DT patient I have:

nightshiftrounds:

(Source: nightnursenotes)

nightshiftrounds:

areyouthenurse:

Whenever I’m shaving my legs, I think, “Oh where’d that one come from?” I try to remember when and where I must have bashed my shin against a bed or wheelchair, muttered “ah son of a bitch!” and kept working without missing a beat.

My bruises are always on my head. And I know where they come from. 

-Running into the med room door

-Hitting my head on the wall mounted DynaMap

-Hitting my head on open cabinets

-when the patient suddenly lets go of the trapeze

(via nightnursenotes)

(via manda)

(Source: giffingliars)

(Source: worldwidepants)

A love for humanity came over me, and watered and fertilized the fields of my inner world, which had been lying fallow, and this love of humanity vented itself in a vast compassion.

-Georg Brandes