Hmmmm, in the NOT MY FAULT category....
First day of training, he gets on the machine. After a few minutes, asks if I'm chilly. Sure, it's cool in here. He gets colder and colder until he's shivering. I take his temp, it's 92! I run and get the head nurse (can't find our training nurse) who walks in, swears under her breath, and
turns on the heater.
For blood spurts (we call them Monty Python moments, in honor of the Black Knight), well, more than once I've removed a syringe without clamping. Oops. And a couple days ago, I was pulling the tape off the arterial needle and sort of thought vaguely "Hmmm, that feels a little wiggly." Just a moment before I turned away, he swore, and I turned around and he was holding the tape down over his buttonhole.
Then there was the time he had a stick he wasn't happy with and he said to get a gauze, he was pulling the needle. So we pulled, he held, and checked after a couple minutes. Pulled the gauze away slowly, then we both chuckled aloud and he put the gauze back. He said "Haha, I thought that red string was just a clot hanging off, but it was actually a jet of blood squirting out. Haha!" And I laughed and said "I know, right! I thought the same thing! Haha!"
Then I looked at him and said wow, look at how far we've come....we're having a good laugh over blood jetting out and splattering. And we laughed at our laughter.
But it was funny.
- rocker