You know you are a nurse when...

You know that all bleeding stops...eventually.

Your diet consists of food that has gone through more processing than most computers.

You believe chocolate is a food group.

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 believe that unspeakable evils will befall anyone who utters the phrase 'Wow, it's really quiet isn't it'.

Your favourite hallucinogen is exhaustion.

You think that caffeine should be available in I/V form.

You shock someone with an unrecognisable rhythm...until you get the one you do recognise.

You can identify what kind of diarrhoea it is just by the smell.

Your sense of humour gets warped each year.

Every time you walk you make a jingling noise because of all the scissors and clamps in your pocket.

You've been telling stories in a restaurant and made someone at the other table throw up.

Every time someone asks you for a pen you can find at least 4 of them on you.

When checking the level of a patient's orientation you aren't sure of the answer.

Addit: from Joannies:
You believe in the legend of full moon night. Every patient will go nuts on those nights.

Chicken rice at 23 Chatham.

Hello audiences. I am still alive.

It's been an eventful past few weeks, from cooking the bestest best chicken rice to eating our Patricks, to eating every 2 hrs when Moses' family came to starting my final clinical placement.

Event number 1:
So Lynn and I arranged a date 3 weeks in advance (see how busy us students are) to cook chicken rice. After indulging ourselves with iced chocolate at a cafe outside the market, we hurried back to my house to start preparing for our dinner for the night. I think pictures can speak for themselves better than I do, so here they are:



And this one...is Breast cancer awareness...with one 'dot' missing hehe.

Event number 2:
We've slaughtered our little children last week. It was a bloody scene.


Event number 3:
Sorry no pictures! I've never eaten so much in my entire life! But all worth it, and heaps of fun!

Event number 4:
I've started my last (fingers crossed) clinical placement in my uni life at the operation theatre suite. I'm currently at the theatre, but will be rotating through anaesthetics and recovery later on as well. The highlight of the first week of placement was that I got to be in the same theatre as my friend who was the surgeon there. It's so tiring having to stand in the theatre all day, especially if the procedure is a complicated one which takes 2-3hrs easily. I can't move around so much in the theatre as well because of the 'sterile procedure' they perform. I have to be careful not to be so close to anything! Today I was in the orthopaedic theatre and watched a total hip replacement and something else I don't remember. Orthopaedics is really bizzare, they position the patient in such weird position and the surgeons perform surgery as if they are doing some carpentry...like drill drill...hammer hammer...cut the bone with a saw...! Through this placement I've come to realise that I'm really not scared of gross things. I don't think theatre is my thing, though. It's one specialty that is very very different from the other areas of nursing and it's a totally different world!
But anyway, this is how I look in the theatre (plus a mask).