The four things
May. 30th, 2007 06:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ninevirtuesOkay, there are four things I have to do at the end of every treatment, and it's super-embarrassing, as well as dangerous, to forget any of them. They are:
- Foley stowed where no one will step on it
- Nasal cannula for oxygen in place
- IV pole plugged in again (Otherwise it beeps and pisses off the nurses when it runs out of battery power)
- Bed rails up
Now, SURELY I can make this into an.... anagram? I used to know the word for that. Sigh.... what happened to the vocabulary I think I used to have.... is it hiding in terror in the back of my head, waiting for a signal that it's safe to come out? (possibly.)
In any case, I have the letters F....O...I...B to work with here. Nope, no word. Damn. Okay, on to option B: Repeat "Foley, Oxygen, IV, Bedrails" to myself about a gazillion times until I routinely remember it, even when faced with a patient who surprises me.
If that fails, there's option C, familiar to SCAdian members of my reading audience: Filk it. (Find a song that everyone knows. Make up lyrics to the said song that involve the foley catheter, oxygen, IV, bedrails. Sing it. Repeatedly. I guarantee you I will not forget it after that. Especially if Willie Nelson wrote the original song. ;-)
- Foley stowed where no one will step on it
- Nasal cannula for oxygen in place
- IV pole plugged in again (Otherwise it beeps and pisses off the nurses when it runs out of battery power)
- Bed rails up
Now, SURELY I can make this into an.... anagram? I used to know the word for that. Sigh.... what happened to the vocabulary I think I used to have.... is it hiding in terror in the back of my head, waiting for a signal that it's safe to come out? (possibly.)
In any case, I have the letters F....O...I...B to work with here. Nope, no word. Damn. Okay, on to option B: Repeat "Foley, Oxygen, IV, Bedrails" to myself about a gazillion times until I routinely remember it, even when faced with a patient who surprises me.
If that fails, there's option C, familiar to SCAdian members of my reading audience: Filk it. (Find a song that everyone knows. Make up lyrics to the said song that involve the foley catheter, oxygen, IV, bedrails. Sing it. Repeatedly. I guarantee you I will not forget it after that. Especially if Willie Nelson wrote the original song. ;-)
