Agent Bedpan

So, I've spent loads of time talking about Nurse Rockstar. But, there's another teacher I haven't talked as much about. I should start by saying that I'm pretty thoroughly convinced that this particular teacher is actually working for the CIA. Seriously. She will be lecturing us in class, and then toss out things like "Oh, and that's like the time that I was chased by the KGB." Or "One time I was almost deported to Siberia." Then there's the story of when she was nearly murdered on a train in Belgium. (Or was it France?) The only logical conclusion, of course, is that she is, in fact, a CIA agent. This, combined with this week's validation, renders the name Agent Bedpan. That brings me to my next point.

Today, Agent Bedpan validated me on Bedpans, Bed Baths, and Back Massage. This must sound sort of, well, basic. But I assure you that there's much more to it than meets the eye. It seems like there are so very many things to think about. I find myself wondering if, when I'm actually a real-live nurse sometime in the next millenium, I will find my brain actually exploding some day in the middle of a night shift because I had to think of one thing too many during a procedure. Boom. Handsome Kenny says that nursing will be like flying. (He's, um, a helicopter pilot.) In flying, says he, there a billion things to think about. When you first go to flight school, you look at all the buttons and gadgets in the cockpit, and go, "Whoa. I'm gonna crash. There's NO WAY I can use all these things at once." But, you learn them one at a time, and before long, it's all second nature. You don't have to keep thinking about them...you just do. Not think. Do. I'm hoping that he's right. That with enough practice I will be able to remember all these things...not just remember them but also know instinctively what to do in the heat of the moment. And I will have Agent Bedpan to thank. Have a good weekend!!