I
am happy to include the latest version of "You might be work in an
Emergency Department if..." jokes.
It is in a consistent state of evolution.
I have recently added a few new ones from my own observations, as
well as some from readers and friends.
The list is really for anyone who spends a reasonable amount of
time in ERs...working, delivering, etc.
For
me, it is mostly a matter of survival.
Many a time a bit of humor
(however strange it may seem to others) is all that we have to
keep our sanity.
I am a strong advocate of humor in maintaining a good balance in
life.
Please feel free to let me know what you think, especially if you have
any suggestions or additions.
I like spreading a :-) and a chuckle.
Worth a lot but costs so little, and the best part is that like
love, it grows when it is shared.
Until next time, Keep smiling, It makes the shift go faster. - Goofy
YOU
MIGHT WORK IN THE ER IF...
Copyright @ Michael
Seaver, RN, EMT-D, EMSCON AKA "Goofy"
You
believe that 90% of people are a poor excuse for protoplasm...
Discussing
dismemberment over a gourmet meal seems perfectly normal to you…
You
believe a good tape job will fix anything...
You
have the bladder capacity of five people...
You
can identify the positive teeth to tattoo ratio...
Your
idea of a good time is a full arrest at shift change...
You
find humor in other people's stupidity...
You
believe in aerial spraying of Prozac...
You
disbelieve 90% of what you are told and 75% of what you see...
You
have your weekends off planned for a year in advance...
You
automatically assume the patient is a drug seeker when presented with the
complaint of migraine, lower back pain, chronic myalgia (choose one of the
above), a list of numerous allergies to meds (except Demerol), and the
statement that the family doctor is from out of town...
Your
idea of comforting a child includes placing them in a papoose restraint...
You
encourage an obnoxious patient to sign out AMA so you don't have to deal
with them any longer...
You
believe that "shallow gene pool" should be a recognized
diagnosis...
You
have discovered a new condition that you call "hypo-xanax-emia"...
You
believe that the government should require a permit to reproduce...
You
debate which is worse, spaghetti and meatballs or pizza and beer, while
performing gastric lavage...
You
plan your dinner break while lavaging an overdose patient...
You
believe that "ask-a-nurse" is an evil plot thought up by Satan...
You believe that unspeakable evils will befall you if the phrase "wow, it's really quiet" is uttered...
You
threaten to strangle anyone who even starts to say the "q" word
when the ER is even remotely calm...
You
refer to Friday as NH Dump Day and you don't mean New Hampshire...
Your
diet consists of food that has gone through more processing than most
computers...
You
believe chocolate is a food group...
You
take it as a compliment when someone calls you dirty name...
You
say to yourself "great veins" when looking at complete
strangers...
You
have ever referred to someone's death as a transfer to the eternal care
unit...
You
don't think a referral to Dr. Kevorkian is inappropriate...
You
have ever referred to someone's death as a celestial transfer...
You
have ever answered a "lost condom" phone call...
You
refer to someone in severe respiratory distress as a "smurf"...
Your
idea of a good time is dueling shock rooms...
You
have ever wanted to hold a seminar entitled "Suicide...Doing It
Right"...
You
feel that most suicide attempts should be given a free subscription to
"Guns and Ammo" magazine...
You
believe that "too stupid to live" should be a diagnosis...
You
have ever had to leave a patient's room before you begin to laugh
uncontrollably...
You
have ever wanted to reply "yes" when someone calls and asks
"Is my (husband, wife,
mother, brother, friend, etc.) there?"...
You
have ever issued a "dead head" alert...
You
have ever referred to the E.R. Doc or triage nurse as a "shit
magnet"...
Your
favorite hallucinogenic is exhaustion...
You
think that caffeine should be available in I.V. form...
You
have ever restrained someone and it was not a sexual experience...
Your
most common assessment question is "what changed tonight to make it an
emergency after 6 (hours, days, weeks, months, years)?"...
You
have witnessed the charge nurse muttering down the hallway "who's in
charge of this mess anyway?"...
You
refer to vegetables and are not talking about a food group...
You
have ever used the phrase "health care reform" to instill fear
into your co-workers' hearts...
You
believe the waiting room should be equipped with a Valium fountain...
You
play poker by betting ectopics on EKG strips...
You
believe a "supreme being consult" is your patient’s only hope...
You
want lab to order a "dumb shit profile"...
You
are totally astounded when someone from a NH is understandable...
You
have been exposed to so many x-rays that you consider radiation a form of
birth control...
You
believe your patient is demonically possessed...
You
have ever had a patient look you straight in the eye and say "I have no
idea how that got stuck in there"...
You
believe that waiting room time should be proportional to length of time from
symptom onset ("you've had the pain for three weeks...well have a seat
in the waiting room and we'll get to you in three days")...
You
know the phone number to the local Detox Center by heart...
You
have ever had a patient say, "but I'm not pregnant; I can't be
pregnant; How can I be having a baby"...
You
have ever had a patient control his seizures when offered some food...
You
carry your own set of keys to the "leathers"...
Your
idea of gambling is an ETOH level pool instead of a football pool...
Your
bladder expands to the same size as a Winnebago's water tank...
Your
feet are slightly flatter and tougher than Fred Flintstone's...
Your
immune system is so well developed that it has been known to attack
squirrels in the backyard...
You get an almost irresistible urge to stand and wolf your food even in the nicest restaurants...
Your
idea of fine dining is anywhere you can sit down to eat...
You
have a special shrine in your home to the inventor of Haldol...
Your
idea of an x-ray prep is a second dose of Haldol...
Your
idea of CT prep includes Norcuron and a vent...
You
have recurring nightmares about being knocked to the floor and run over by a
portable x-ray machine...
Your
nursing shoes have been seized and quarantined by either the Centers for Disease
Control in Atlanta, OSHA, the EPA, or the Nuclear Regulatory Commission...
You're
able to tell the difference between a medical order and the ground around a
poultry farm...
You've
been chipping away at your BSN for longer than most people take for a Ph.D....
Your
idea of thawing the holiday turkey consists of an IV and warmed saline (and if
the holiday turkey you usually see has arms instead of wings and is sauced
instead of basted)...
You
have every referred to subcutaneous air as "Rice Krispies"...
You
have thought OD instead of BBQ when asked to get the Charcoal...
You
believe that a large part of your daily calorie requirement is provided by
Tylenol, Advil, or Excedrin...
When
checking the level of orientation of patient, you aren't sure of the correct
answer...
You
always try to schedule days off around phases of the moon...
You
think that Prom tickets should have coupons good for one free gastric lavage
(especially whenever presented in conjunction with treatment for motor vehicle
trauma)...
Your
alcoholically challenged patients know you by your first name, and can point to
"their room"...
If
the hems in your scrub pants are held in with either 3-0 chromic or steristrips...
You've
struggled to come up with reimbursable discharge diagnoses such as:
acute ambulatory dysfunction, impending asthma attack, constipation (or
diarrhea) - resolved, or foreign body in (Fill in the blank) by history...
You've
ever hung a "banana bag", "yellow jello", or a "rally
pack" for an etohlic...
You've
muttered "AMF YoYo" when an obnoxious patient finally leaves AMA
(adios my friend - and there is an X rated version to the MF, but you're
on you're own for that one)...
You
believe things would go much quicker if everyone would just get a head CT, Roc
and Doxy, narcan, D50, ativan, and a loading dose of Dilantin at the ED
entrance...
You
associate possible house paint colors with body secretions or functions such as:
Bile yellow, venous blue, arterial red, puffer pink, mottled blue, hemocult
brown, frothy sputum (also known as P. E.) pink, MRSA beige, etc….
You
believe that the sight of a full moon can ruin a perfectly good day...
You
find yourself avoiding an unhealthy looking "COPD"er in the grocery
store in fear that he'll drop near you and you will have to do CPR on your day
off...
Your
family members have to have a fever of at least 105 or be missing a limb with
active bleeding in order to receive your sympathy...
You've
ever pretended to sneeze and at the same time thrown KY jelly on a fellow
coworker’s sleeve in order to make them think that they got shot with a HOCKER...
You've
ever held a 14 gauge needle over someone's vein and said, "Now there's
going to be a little poke"...
You
are the only one at the dinner table NOT allowed to talk about your day at
work...
You've
ever sworn that you were going to have "NO CODE" tatooed on you chest
(or if you already have it tattooed)...
You
have ever tried to hang a "Closed" sign on the ER doors after 0200...
You
have ever wanted to print your Discharge Instructions in Comic Book form...
You
recognize the Primary Care Physician for your patients as Dr. Knownee (often
spelled None)...
You
have served plenty of GI Cocktails but have never been a bartender...
Your
idea of a "Shamrock Shake" has Donnatol and Mylanta in it and doesn't
come from McDonalds...
You
have ever considered "White Castles" at 0300 as an appropriate and
well-balanced meal...
You
automatically request a BAC on any MVA after midnight...
You've
ever had to restrain a parent (or significant other) so you could do your job...
Your
motto is "if its wet, sticky, and not yours, don't mess with it!"...
You
have ever had to remind yourself that you can't cure stupidity...
You
automatically multiply by three the answer to the question "how many drinks
did you have today?"...
You
get very, very scared when a child is "too" quiet...
You
are convinced that the amount of complaining by a patient is inversely
proportional to how sick they are...
You
prefer "Code Blue" to "Code Brown"...
You
circle the dates of full moons in red on the calendar...
You
believe that there are some things that only a good autopsy can cure...
You
think discussing dismemberment while eating chicken wings and drumsticks is
normal dinner conversation...
You
intentionally ignore obnoxious patients so they will sign out AMA...
You
automatically assume that everyone that lists Toradol as an allergy is lying...
You
have ever wanted to order a serum porcelain level on all patients that are a
crock (or if you have ever asked an intern to order it!) …
Your
favorite drug for combative patients Vitamin H (Haldol)...
You
assume every female between 6 and 106 is pregnant until proven otherwise...
You
ever wanted to present the "poor-acting" award to a patient...
You
feel you look at the world through a proctoscope...
You've
ever offered your co-worker money to assist with a pelvic exam because you of
what you can smell with the pt. fully dressed...
You
routinely draw a "rainbow" of blood tubes just in case the doctor
/resident/intern/student should change his/her mind and order more tests 3 hours
later...
You
have ever placed a bet on the glucose / ETOH level of an unresponsive patient
(winner is closest without going over)...
You
have never been a bartender but know the ingredients to a "Coma
Cocktail"...
You
know the phone number of the coroner's office by heart... (Extra points awarded
if you can identify them by voice or badge number)...
You
plan your summer vacation by the location and reputation of the Trauma
Centers...
Your
definition of giving TLC in an ER is "Tube, Lavage, and Charcoal"...
You
can identify a positive "Sampsonite Sign" and diagnosis "Sampsonitis"
when the non-pregnant patient shows up in triage with their suitcase in hand...
You
firmly believe that by the time the patient needs the bedpan, they've been here
too long...
You
have ever wanted to post a sign in triage saying, "If you are grouchy,
irritable or just plain mean, there will be a $10 surcharge for putting up with
you"...
You
know the therapeutic advantages of a foley for an unruly patient...
You
think "Weed and Feed" refers to IV antibiotics and a G-Tube...
You
have ever considered eating chocolate pudding off of a "chux" just to
gross out your colleagues...
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