So you know the whole kids cutting their own hair thing?
And when your hair just does NOT go and you really need a haircut like last week?
And when you have a baby pooch that will not go away cause there's a gap between your abdominal muscles?
And when cleaning your house is like shoveling in a snowstorm cause you have 2 kids?
These are not real problems.
I had a real problem on Saturday night. I had just spent a lovely day watching conference and had to go to work. Well, I went to ICU again (seems like this place and I do not agree at times). I wasn't as stressed this time, I've gone enough to be more comfortable. But I went in to give one of my patients a shot and the worst possible thing ever happened. When I gave her the shot, the needle went through her skin on both sides and pricked my thumb. This particular person was hepatitis C positive and unknown with HIV.
This had never happened to me before. I absolutely panicked! The house supervisor gave me a packet on HIV and hepatitis. I started skimming through the words....treatment with immunoglobulin....possibly fatal....testing for 6 months....do not donate blood or breastfeed....
I had to go to the ER to have my blood drawn and the patient's blood had to be drawn to test for HIV. I was able to hold myself together until I called Nate on the phone. The second I heard his voice I burst into tears. What if I now had HIV? What if I had to stop nursing my baby? What if I get my whole family infected? What if I DIE because of my own stupid mistake?
Nate offered to come up, and I told him no. He showed up anyway, and I was really glad. I couldn't stop crying until he was there with me.
The doctor saw me, and relieved a lot of my worries. Apparently this happens a lot, and I shouldn't beat myself up over it. She said even if the patient HAD HIV, my chances of getting it were like 3 in 1000. Plus I barely nicked myself, and it was a tiny needle that never came in contact with the patient's vein or artery.
To make a long story short, the test came back that the patient did NOT have HIV. THANK GOODNESS. As far as the hepatitis, my blood was negative for it, and I should find out tomorrow if I am at low enough risk to continue breast feeding. The worst that can happen is that I may be forced to stop breast feeding as a precaution and retest in a few months. I love nursing my baby, but I would stop in a heartbeat to protect her. So please everyone pray that I don't have to stop nursing my sweet baby!
SO, the good things that came out of this experience are: 1. I have gained a new appreciation for my health and for the time being can see past all the trivial things I was worrying about hours before this happened and 2. Kaylee got to help feed Brenna a bottle (previously stored breast milk) and loved it!