Monday, October 19, 2009
They were dumb enough to let me play with needles, so of course I stabbed myself
Today in my clinical practice of medicine class we had an injections workshop where we practiced giving and getting injections (we didn't really practice getting them we just practiced on eachother so we got stabbed a lot). Anyway, our professor went through this whole long thing in class about being careful and not messing around while we were holding the needles cause he didn't want anyone stabbing themselves or anyone else. The entire time he was giving this little lecture, I was sitting there thinking, I'm not gonna be messing around and I'm still gonna end up stabbing myself. So we got through the intramuscular and subdermal shots fine and then came the intradermal. I opened up the needle and I could not for the life of me get the cap off. Being the genius that i am, I decided to just pull harder; well, the cap came off, but the needle proceeded to go into my left middle finger on the palm side of my finger on the left side of the finger...it went all the way across my finger came out the right side and hit my middle finger...that would be far ore impressive if you saw how small the needle was. I also managed to stab through multiple blood vessels so now I have a bruise across my finger. Being as coordinated as I am, after that I got a new needle, got it all filled up with saline solution, and then proceeded to drop it on the floor. It was slightly ridiculous. I felt like people felt like I was nervous about the shots or something, I knid of wanted to tell the boiling soup on my hand story or the slamming my head into the ceiling story, but I figured normal people that aren't me can only handle witnessing so much clumsiness in a day.
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ahaha.
ReplyDeleteI like your med school stories!