I'll see you in the ICU!

"the bitch, is indeed, crazy"

I say this with fistfulls of my own hair (ok, not really, but metaphorically)
My preceptor is whack.

So, we're supposed to be getting written midterm evaluations, which I told her about two weeks ago. So I reminded her today. At the end of the day she comes back to me with a blank form and saying she doesn't want to fill it out, because she doesn't want to base her evaluation on just what she's seen me do.

The form is fairly simple. Rate me from one to four (four being exceptional, one being unacceptable) on things like interviewing skills and thorough chart review, Differentiation of normal vs. abnormal assessment findings. Documentation of care, etc.

She said "I have no problems giving you a 4 when it comes to 'aware of own limitations' but in things like 'administration of medications' I can't say"

I think she thinks I am an orientee and is thinking whether or not I'm ready to be on the floor, alone, by myself. She's given me two patients of my own, but I won't let me do venipuncture, or start an IV (wtf?) but she makes me hang potassium (which could be lethal) and give narcotics. Oy vey.

I work for a total of 9 or 10 more days (a few of them with Flora) and I will put this whole experience down as a Buddhist lesson in patience.

AAAAUUUUUUMMMMMM

PS, I want to buy this tee shirt:

posted by sketchmonkey @ 5:31 PM