Gory Glory

I’ll admit it, I like the gory stuff that nursing involves. We recently had a crush injury admitted to our unit and when they took down the bandage I was all up in there! I wasn’t the only one. My coworkers were all up in it too.

The gory things never really bothered me. I have always been great at doing wound care. The bad wounds were the ones I really got into. I think that is why I really wanted to get into a trauma ICU at a true trauma center. I wanted to play in that fun stuff. Blood is just a part of the job. If there is blood coming out of the body I just need to replace. I can do that. Foot falling off? No problem. Blood spurting everywhere? Let me apply some pressure. Ribs cracking while I do chest compressions? Well, that just means I am doing a good job.

And then there’s mucus…

I HATE MUCUS. Nothing turns my stomach like the sound of a trach that needs to be suctioned. I don’t know why it bothers me so much. But that’s not the worst of it. When there are mucus bubbles popping up around the trach…

Before I go into suction I definitely have to take a moment to get myself together.