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Chey's Bake Sale and Other Stuff

She pulled it off! Made 242.36....Sunday is a trip to Monroe to see Zoey Jane and Phoebe. She will give them the check then with her friends.

Tomorrow is my Nephrology Nursing Exam. This comes at a time when I am seriously considering heading back to ICU. Mike has a good racket at the VA. The turnover is incredibly low. Looking at the Surgical ICU. He is in the Cardiac ICU.

Every day I work, I am training someone. And I end up with a lot of call because of the turnover. Call is a serious issue, really. Some days you work your 12 hour shift and then you are out on call all night. Then scheduled to work the next day. Your choice-burn your personal time and lose your overtime OR stay the next day and work. I know I am not at my best then and it is so scary. It gives me lots of biking time, but it is eating my vacation seriously. Last time, I was out on call all night with someone's child. I would not have been my first choice if it was my kid whose life was on the line. Hence the turnover.

We have finally implemented Epic at our hospital. There is a lot of moaning and groaning. It isn't that bad to navigate really. With time, maybe it won't take an eternity to do routine documentation. My sis is in the ER at the same place. They have been on Epic for months and it is smoothing out nicely.

So now that my Nephrology Certification Review, and the Exam I set up are nearly complete..
Need to get cranking on CEU apps for the NKF conference this fall and the Badger Chapter Christmas party stuff. UGH! Glutton for punishment here. I should be looking for a clinic job I can bike to. Alas, it is the curse of someone who always has to be doing something.

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Unknown said…
Go Chey! Thats awesome.

I am thinking about some changes myself, not sure where or what but just in the thinking about it stages.
Epic is coming our way soon too, and like everything else that is new I am not looking forward to the growing pains.

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