Sticky Fingers

I love my job. People are always coming up with new and interesting ways to entertain me. A recent visitor to the ER was discharged. She decided that she didn't want to carry her backpack around so she hid it under a car in the parking lot. She later returned for it and could not find it. She was frantic and called security and they were helping her look for it. Well, security found it first and opened it up to find 2 full bags of hospital supplies that she had stolen. Ya Ya everyone steals from the hospital; it is a daily occurace. However the supplies that she stole made me laugh for about 45 minutes. I am not sure what you are going to use these for but here is a picture of the most interesting things. I have included a list of the stolen items for your reading pleasure and I will leave it up to your imagination what she is going to do with these things.(most of these useless outside of the hospital)
Catheter kit
EKG pads
blood culture bottles(have live bacteria in them and smell like rotten eggs if accidentally broken)
blood tubes
Christmas tree(for the oxygen, hooks canula to wall O2
roll of tube gauze
blood arm band(used to identify pt recieving blood)
IV connector
Bottle of saline
stinky smell spray
label maker refill(makes sticker copy of wristband)
mouth swab
Hibacleanse(soap)
assorted first aid supplies(not shown)
She was arrested and taken to jail on 2 prior warrants for theft. I sure want to know where I can find a black market cath kit.

Havasupai Flood!

Before the flood...

and after the flood!

My favorite place in Havasupai was flooded and everyone had to be evacuated by helicopter. I am sad but am really glad that I got to go there before it flooded. It is such a beautiful place; we were planning on returning next summer but I don't know if that will be possible now. : (

why we should ban smoking

Working in the ER I have the blessed opportunity to see and meet all the....colorful...people of the world. My most recent experience was a fellow who was drunk enough to kill me three or four times over. This is the first problem. My little friend now gets me to babysit him because he is so drunk. He can't stand up without stumbling and has a black eye, previous stitches, many lacs so on and so forth. Lets just say that this isn't this guys first rodeo. About every 5 minutes this guy wants to go smoke a cigarrette and the fact that he can't walk is only one of many factors of why we won't let him, death is real high up there too. He also doesn't seem to remember 5 min ago when i told him no. After about an hour an a half of this he gets up and goes into the corner. Being that its happened more than once I think that he is peeing on the floor. So I go in there and he is not peeing but he is unrolling the cigarretes in his pocket and has a handful of tobacco in his hand. "What are you going to do with that I ask?" "I am gonna chew it!" Has it really come to this point that if you are not allowed to smoke for and hour you are going to put the cigarrete with all the toxins into your mouth. This seems like a good idea. And does that even work!!!! I slapped his hand and all the carcinogenic tobacco fell to the floor and our 5min routine began again. All though this is bad it doesn't compare to the guy at LDS who was in a C-collar, on a backboard(strapped down), with oxygen and a nasal cannula who lit up inside the emergency room because he needed his hit. Maybe we need to get the word out that OXYGEN IS FLAMMIBLE! And many have tried and burned their faces off because of this addiction. It is a sad but true fact that it has come to this point. This is why we should ban smoking, for my sanity.

the wedding

the start of us.

Havasupai Falls

Yellowstone

Andrew's bike race!

Ow ow! Look at those sexy shorts. So ya its been a while sorry but i am really going to keep up on this now. So here is the skinny. Here is Andrews first road bike race. It was the Tour de Park City; a 106 mile bike race. Me being the good wife that I am(and not knowing how long it was going to take) stayed the whole time. I figured hey, I will go to the feed stations ahead of him and take his picture. I know how kind. Anywho, that didn't turn out as well as I thought. I drove along the same route as the bikers because they didn't close any of the roads but I really felt out of place being the only car on the road and all. I then proceeded to miss the turn off and get lost for the next hour. Awesome so I missed the first feed station. By the time i figured out where the hell I was it had been about 31/2 hours. I would just go and eat and go to the finish line and wait. That should be long enough right....wrong. So I am sitting at the end and no one is coming....ya. I give a call to my loving brother and he tells me it takes about 6-7 hours so I'm a little early. I will go wait at the last feed station. So i go and chat it up with the old folks manning the apples and goo. 4 hours later...nothing...no Andrew.....I am a little worried at this point that he might have died somewhere. I give him a little ring a ding ding and he answered. I am almost there he said..5 miles. 4o min later i get a phone call..."I'm at the finish line." How did you get past me! Turns out he was following the racers who had a different route and bypassed me all together. So this is the only picture that I have of his race. Yaaa! Go me!