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birdyla · 1 month
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Vent post
I’m sick as a dog, right? Like— cough, chills, sore throat, achey— the whole kit and kaboodle with the exception of a fever. I offered to my boss that I would work a half day and go home after lunch so I could recover before it got any worse.
Backstory: I told these people when they hired me that my health wasn’t great. I need to have my tonsils removed and the chronic tonsillitis is causing my immune system to work like a dodge neon (not well at all.) I had been scheduled to get them removed in late February so that I could amend the issue in which I keep calling out because I got sick. They made me postpone it to mid April because one of one of my managers going on vacation.
On that note, I’m never more than 1 minute late to my shifts. This, to me, is damn impressive when you consider that the ADHD time blindness is REAL and difficult to take care of— especially when I was diagnosed late. They are about to write me up because I showed up “one minute late” more than 3 times in the past 6 months. Then the threatened to write me up for having to go home sick more than 6 times in the past six months.
The kicker? I work for a fucking hospital. The sort of place you’d expect would understand that health needs are a real thing. Besides that I hate coming in when I’m sick not because I can’t work while ill (I can, I just tend to make mistakes.) it’s because I know I’m still contagious and our patients (ages 60+) are immunocompromised. A cold for me could be deadly for them.
Plus I’m going to school full time on top of working full time too.
So what I mean to say is: make it make sense. You’re mad that we call in but we call in because we get sick and we all get sick because we still come to work when we are not feeling well because you don’t let us call in. If you don’t want me to take time off why give me PTO? I can’t h e l p if I get sick more than 6 times in 6 months. PLUS this issue would be under control if you guys would have let me get the tonsillectomy when I had originally scheduled it and decided to prioritize the needs of the clinic over my own personal health.
So anyway
I’m sick as all get out the rotting at this damn place that I hate because if I take care of myself I’ll get written up. It’s very cute. 🙄
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emotionalcowboy18 · 2 months
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one of my favorite favorite things to visualize is tma season 5 but due to Nightmare Logic jon and martin get an automatic mandatory costume change for each domain they travel through.
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heyitsspaceace · 4 months
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all he had was no memories, a party city costume, borrowed shoes, too much chemistry with his costars and a dream. and he damn well made it work
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aprito · 4 months
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sos month day 26: medical drama another year, another attempt on kabuto's life
based on this au
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superhell · 1 year
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day one of working for house you get a brief that is a photo of wilson along with his pager and cell numbers and the instructions that you MUST tell this guy anything house does. you have GOT to keep him notified. and everyones like ‘thats ridiculous’ right up until 2 hours in when they watch wilson talk house down from doing something TRULY reckless. and then they never ever forget. tell wilson. its in the hospital handbook
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dykevanny · 4 days
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had a really funny idea for an ask blog ft. Vanny and another plex employee oc,,
#Get this right. 2 pizzaplex employees accidentally get tumblr famous bc someone has been leaving weird graffiti everywhere and#Getting up to other shenanigans and sends asks abt it to this one like urban exploration blog. Who later gets an ask basically like#Hey I work at the plex?? This is some insider info only another employee would know????#The two anons are constantly back and forth in this persons inbox and are eventually assigned nicknames#‘Pix’ for the mystery vandalism employee because she shows up as nothing but weird pixels and glitches on cameras#The other employee is ‘Cam’ because they have been monitoring all this on the cameras#One day they get each others blogs and keep sending each other death threats and shit jokingly but one day pix warns cam not to go to a#Weird late staff meeting#The next night it is literally just the two of them and they think this is so funny they start a blog trying to uncover why everyone else#Just isn’t coming in. At first they are like well layoffs duhhhh#But then ppl send asks and messages like ‘hey have u seen this employee it’s my brother/friend/etc’ and they realize shit is actually going#On in here#One night cam is live-blogging their shift and sees a weird intruder in a costume with a knife and runs around eventually escaping and find#Pix lying at the bottom of a stairwell unconscious with a bloody nose later#Takes pix to the hospital. Only to be alone in the plex the next night and suddenly get a phone call saying that pix left the hospital. Bc#Pix left cam as the emergency contact because ‘she didn’t have anyone else’.#Cam has to survive the masked intruder#eventually starts recording everything but when the intruder gets closer the footage gets glitchier#Eventually there’s just one fuzzy image of the intruder with Roxy and Monty standing on either side and that’s the last we hear of cam. Nex#Post is pix saying hehe thanks for following our little story aha !! Bye now it’s over!! And that’s it…..heheheheh#Killer rab blog has become a little boring for me so… might start this soon….#I’d have to make like 2 blogs plus some fake dms too probably . Damn
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skyloftian-nutcase · 11 months
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I sort of work in healthcare (not medically certified but I have a position in a nursing home) and idk what code this would be for a hospital (if there even is one) but how would the healthcare boys handle a code being called for a missing patient?
(@hermitdrabbles56)
Legend sighed, blowing some stray hair out of his face as he tapped his fingers on the desk. It was a fairly slow night in the ED, a pleasant surprise, though it made time practically crawl.
Legend had helped the tech restock all the supply carts in his pod, had reread all the notes in his patient’s charts, and still found himself with four hours of his shift left. He had two patients, one of whom was just waiting on lab results and the other was getting admitted and was waiting on a bed. He had absolutely nothing to do.
So when an alert popped up on the computer screen, he perked up with interest. He wondered if there was a fire alarm in a nearby building that has been activated. Instead, he saw security walking briskly, and he looked back at the screen with a little unease.
“Elopement?” He read out loud.
“Looks like,” Warriors commented as he came up beside him. “Came from 6 central, male in his twenties, brown hair, facial tattoos—”
Warriors stopped mid sentence, frowning. The realization dawned on him just as Legend jumped to his feet.
“That’s Twilight!”
The pair nearly tore out of the ED, asking a fellow nurse to watch their patients and making their way to the elevators. Legend was texting Twilight furiously while Wars updated everyone else who was at work.
Wild answered first. Wait the elopement is Twi?? Wth??? I’ll search the basement
“What is he thinking? It’s three in the damn morning!” Legend muttered to himself before yelping as he rounded a corner and slammed right into someone.
Twilight stumbled back unsteadily, throwing a hand out to catch himself. Warriors hastily jumped forward, catching their friend by the hand and guiding him to the floor. Legend reoriented and immmediately opened his mouth to snap at the tech-turned-patient when he got a good look at him.
Twilight was in a pair of pajama bottoms and his hospital gown, eyes glazed with confusion and bags sitting heavily underneath them. Legend knew his friend hadn’t been sleeping well during his hospital stay after his emergent appendectomy, but—
“Need to go home,” Twilight muttered.
“He’s freaking delirious,” the travel nurse groaned as Warriors put a steadying hand on Twi’s shoulder.
“We’ll help you, okay?” the war veteran said gently with a smile. “Let’s get up.”
As Warriors tried to help Twilight to stand, the tech jerked all of a sudden, landing a solid punch right to the nurse’s jaw. Warriors grunted, falling backwards as Legend yelled.
“What the hell Twi, calm down! It’s us!”
Twilight’s eyes were crazed now, and his breathing picked up exponentially before he stood and started to back away. Legend crouched by Warriors to check on him, and the latter waved him off with a groan.
“I’m okay,” he slurred as he rubbed his jaw. “Good grief he can throw a punch.”
“Twilight, you’re safe,” Legend tried to appease their friend as he hovered near Warriors protectively. “It’s us, Legend and Wars, your friends. You’re in the hospital.”
“Need to go home,” Twilight insisted.
“Twilight?”
Legend and Warriors looked behind their confused brother to see Time paused by the elevator.
“He’s delirious,” Warriors said before flinching.
“Shut your trap until I can get some ice on it,” Legend hushed him before continuing, “He’s confused and ran out of his unit and he hit Wars.”
Time stared at Twilight for a moment as the latter started to stumble in another direction, not noticing them anymore. The surgeon slipped easily into his path without touching him.
“Hey Link,” he greeted gently. “You want to go home?”
“Home,” Twilight insisted anxiously.
“Okay,” Time appeased. “Let’s take you home. Can you follow me home?”
When Legend rose to help, Time shook his head. “Look after Warriors.”
Warriors rolled his eyes. “He only punched me once. I’m fine.”
“How is it we get abused so much that we say stuff like that?” Legend moaned, rubbing his face in frustration. “I’ll take care of him, old man. Just don’t let Twi land a hit on you.”
As Legend helped Warriors stand, Time coaxed Twilight into an elevator. The young man paced the confined space uneasily, sometimes rounding on Time as if he had just noticed him. Time gave a reassuring smile and a gentle reminder each time. When they reached the sixth floor, the surgeon carefully guided the younger man down the hallway.
Twilight stopped just short of the doors. “I need to go home.”
“I’ll take you there,” Time reminded him for the eighth time. “It’s okay. You’re safe, Link.”
Twilight shifted uncomfortably before he looked at Time closely.
And then he randomly burst into tears, catching the surgeon off guard.
“Twilight—”
“Pa,” Twilight called pathetically, his voice shaking. “I—home—they said—where—”
Time stood there awkwardly for a moment, unsure what to do. He was nervous to get too close given what had happened to Warriors, and his interactions with patients was never when they were so delirious.
Maybe he should have let the nurses come along. They were better suited to handle this.
The surgeon shook his head. He could handle a delirious patient, especially Twilight.
Most especially because of the title he’d just called him.
Taking a breath and feeling his heart flutter with both warmth and anxiety, he stepped forward and held out a hand. “It’s okay, Link, I’m here.”
Twilight sniffled, stumbling into Time and disregarding his hand entirely. Time caught the boy with sharp reflexes and a surprised grunt before settling into a hug, whispering, “Shh, it’s okay. I’m here.”
They stood there together a moment, Time gently rocking them both as he spoke reassurances into his boy’s hair. Then, Twilight abruptly stumbled away, his tear stained face and puffy cheeks twisting in fright.
“There’s—he said to—someone’s in the corner—”
“Nobody’s in the corner, Link,” Time assured him. “It’s just you and me.”
After pointing out that no one else was nearby, and reminding him that they were going to bed at least twice, Time finally managed to convince Twilight to enter into the unit where his room was. His nurse immediately came forward alongside the charge nurse.
“I think he could use a sedative,” Time said with a smile.
“No kidding,” the frazzled looking nurse muttered. “LIP already put in for one. We’re working on getting a sitter but nobody’s available.”
Time shrugged as everyone coaxed Twilight back to bed. “I can stay with him.”
As the nurse brought him some supplies to keep himself occupied, he watched Twilight attempt to get out of bed again, setting off the bed’s alarm. He stood quickly as the nurse rushed in after having just left, and he coaxed the young man to settle once more.
After finally getting some ramelteon and seroquel, Time watched Twilight twist and turn in the bed and gently redirected his hands when he picked precariously at an IV.
Twilight glanced at him, and for a moment he looked like he recognized him. Then he reached out towards the surgeon, about to get up and set off the alarm again. Time stepped forward hastily, taking Twilight's outstretched hands in his own.
“You’re okay,” he said softly, stroking his boy’s fingers with his thumbs.
“W’nna go home,” Twilight whined sleepily.
Time watched him a moment longer and then sighed, bringing down the side rail of the bed so he could slip into it. Twilight moved over for a moment and then dazedly settled halfway on top of the surgeon, making him chuckle. After raising the railing once more, Time wrapped them both in blankets, holding Twilight close.
To think the kid could have gotten worse, to think his appendix could have burst, he could have gotten septic and died, all because he was too stubborn to come in until Wild called for help because he couldn’t carry him to a car.
Couldn’t carry him out of that hell hole the pair currently lived in.
“W’nna… home…” Twilight muttered sleepily, his breath tickling Time’s neck.
“Don’t worry,” Time soothed, rubbing his back. “I’ll take you home.”
To a real home, one without roaches, one without safety concerns, one with warm soft beds and food and animals that he loved so dearly. Twilight and Wild and their puppy were never going back to that motel.
“I’ll take you home,” he repeated as Twilight finally settled to sleep.
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alphacrone · 8 months
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this is your reminder that 99.9% of employers care more about money than you and even if they are kind and fair now they WILL at the end of the day put profits over your well being so absolutely do not sacrifice your life for them.
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thunderheadfred · 3 months
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Other people: COVID is over!
Me: Oh really? That’s nice. Look what I got for Christmas!
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pinacoladamatata · 2 months
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eating my popcorn watching all this drama go down irt the larian discord server
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burned-lariat · 2 months
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If I speak-
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archivalofsins · 2 months
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Imagining Mikoto working nights before Milgram with some of the most obnoxious people.
Just sitting there like,
". . ."
Ugh, it's almost that time... If he makes the same up all night again joke when he comes in I'll fucking kill him. I'll do it. I'm on my last straw. I've been on my last straw for six months it's ripped and chewed up. I can't take this shit anymore.
"Up all night again, are we?"
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"Ha, ha, ah ha... That never gets old. Man, it's that late already? Oh man, almost missed my break. I'll be back in a second. Ha, your nightly greetings are such a great reminder."
Of why I fucking hate it here.
I find it fun to think about what ticks him off.
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teddykaczynski · 3 months
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it such a mistake from every book publisher ever that theres not a huge existing genre of mental hospital f/f romance novels. theyd do so well.
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spiderr-cakezzz · 7 months
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Everyone !! I forgot to post this sooner, but
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I made a Sparklecare self-insert!♡ :3 I haven't figured out a name for them yet, nor finished their card thingy, but I drew them !!
I might end up making them a patient- but I'm also thinking abt maybe having them be interested in medicine, and getting a job as a nurse at Sparklecare due to its good reputation, an such! :3
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vampirebiter · 3 months
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there are two kinds of nurses. ones that are super kind and polite and will talk to you like you've been best friends for years when you just met 10 seconds ago in the elevator and ones that look at you like they want you dead for having the audacity to do your job refilling the supplies in their department. no in between.
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dilfsisko · 4 months
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I hate big chain pharmacies so so much I hate them with a burning passion
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