tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post1450444367921138122..comments2024-03-18T09:00:31.992-04:00Comments on Doctor Grumpy in the House: Skool Nerse TimeGrumpy, M.D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09858110332436246760noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-82089989361017696932014-08-27T16:52:22.307-04:002014-08-27T16:52:22.307-04:00I never had to see a school nurse to often, but th...I never had to see a school nurse to often, but then again I didn't fake illness at the nurses office to get out of class. I knew that my parents would have to take time off work to pick me up, and I was keenly aware that every penny counted in my house. GOing a few days with the water cut off can really drive that point home. Soo... <br /><br />The first time I saw the nurse, was in the 1st grade. I came to school sick as a dog, and soldiered on all the way until I had to go to daycare after school. I distinctly remember not eating a bit during lunch because I didn't want to puke, and didn't want to get sent home. It was the daycare staff after school who I couldn't fool. They realized I didn't look so good, and the nurse was still there. Ended up with a temp of 104 and dad taking me to the doctors. The second time was in 7th grade, because I wanted to make sure it was an actual problem and not just something that would heal on its own. I had a nasty case of swimmers ear and by the time I went to the school nurse-- well I literally was contemplating chopping my own ear off because the pain was so bad I thought that that might hurt less. The nurse didn't see anything wrong, yelled at me for not having a pass to see her (I had slipped in between 1st and 2nd period) and lets just say I didn't learn anything that day... Kept pulling my ear this way and that trying to make it feel better. I actually almost snuck off campus that day, my house was only a few blocks form school, and being stuck in school was pure torture I really just wanted to rip my ear off. But, I never found a good opportunity to sneak out. Dad took me to the cash discount doctor that night, and I've never been more grateful for antibiotics and pain killers. And forget having the school nurse give me pain killers during school and going through all that hoopla-- I didn't trust her anymore. I slipped them in my pocket-- if they were going to expel me over extra strength Tylenol, so be it. KeepSmilingnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-50515484914999481222010-02-11T00:00:31.961-05:002010-02-11T00:00:31.961-05:00Actually...our school nurse was crap. My brother...Actually...our school nurse was crap. My brother was a sick kid. My brother had a seizure in gym class...between the idiot gym teacher who did not realize how to pick up a phone and call 911....to the nurse who was given a note that morning about my brother reducing his meds and to watch for seizures. Anyways...he was down for 45 minutes. Not good.<br /><br />This was not an isolated incidentAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-19946309158331322482010-02-10T22:30:10.540-05:002010-02-10T22:30:10.540-05:00Are you allowed to draw bloods/take blood tests at...Are you allowed to draw bloods/take blood tests at school? Or perhaps a 1950's vacination syringe filled with saline/dye)..Get it all out and ready and say you've lost your glasses and do you think you could guide me as to where he needle goes? Talk in steps. as in "step one; make sure patient is sitting" ok. good done that. "step 2 " try to calm patient to keep their mind off the pain they are about to experience" um, o.k, deep breaths pateients!" "Umm, step 3, recheck needle lenth:" ok... See how many hang aound after that...(:Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-12819650133696058622010-02-10T17:45:55.361-05:002010-02-10T17:45:55.361-05:00God Bless School Nurses! Its those kids that made ...God Bless School Nurses! Its those kids that made me not want to teach anything but preschoolandrea-mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13415786346718709890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-83273848096815607222010-02-10T17:32:54.432-05:002010-02-10T17:32:54.432-05:00I doubt kids are that much different anywhere else...I doubt kids are that much different anywhere else.<br /><br />Faking illness to avoid school is likely as old as school.Grumpy, M.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09858110332436246760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-11383884765328296862010-02-10T17:30:28.074-05:002010-02-10T17:30:28.074-05:00Wow. The future of America isn't looking so g...Wow. The future of America isn't looking so great if the school are pumping out kids like these.Happy Vegemitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01261225080169823055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-90642948549455342892010-02-10T10:34:32.256-05:002010-02-10T10:34:32.256-05:00I would have some serious trouble not wringing nec...I would have some serious trouble not wringing necks all day...kate sweetenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05456543724486391157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-23271595903477741312010-02-10T10:30:35.532-05:002010-02-10T10:30:35.532-05:00When I was in third grade, I got hit in the nose w...When I was in third grade, I got hit in the nose with a baseball bat during recess (it was an accident)<br /><br />I was in the bathroom trying to control the bleeding when my teacher walked in to see if I was okay. My reaction, I was mortified that there was a GIRL in the BOYS bathroom.<br /><br />Oh yeah, my nose was brokenDonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01287039093284613915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-19437899541725283742010-02-10T10:29:24.522-05:002010-02-10T10:29:24.522-05:00Love it! I've got one who is trying to get ou...Love it! I've got one who is trying to get out of school now. Both of my parents were teachers, you'd think she would know better.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-70145416659708682322010-02-10T09:24:39.319-05:002010-02-10T09:24:39.319-05:00Those are the same kids who end up in the ER fakin...Those are the same kids who end up in the ER faking seizures. Wait - here it comes - Oh, Oh, I'm having a seizure now!Karen Wnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-6380541763338298712010-02-10T08:39:52.438-05:002010-02-10T08:39:52.438-05:00It would occur that the critical thinking skills t...It would occur that the critical thinking skills that would have surmounted the math test are the very same which are absent in this pair of youngsters.The Motherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15157821003454766570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-74849461733397469692010-02-10T08:00:48.940-05:002010-02-10T08:00:48.940-05:00I think you should do a study on whether these idi...I think you should do a study on whether these idiot kids grow up to be idiot patients. Then you can publish it in the NEJM.OMDGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17937425894428802591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-51071056642096279902010-02-10T07:38:03.542-05:002010-02-10T07:38:03.542-05:00When I was in third grade, I fell and skinned my k...When I was in third grade, I fell and skinned my kneecaps pretty badly while on recess. I went to the school nurse, who peroxided them, but didn't bandage them. She told me to go back to class, even there was still some bleeding(I'd left a bloody trail coming into the building), but she refused to put bandages on them, saying that bandages were for sissies.<br />The janitors didn't like having to clean up the two pools of blood under my desk that night...<br />She was one tough lady, that school nurse.Donnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-26202765735947526432010-02-10T07:24:26.305-05:002010-02-10T07:24:26.305-05:00I swear, I had no idea what I'd missed up grow...I swear, I had no idea what I'd missed up growing up with a mother who was a nurse - certainly I learned good and early that if I wanted to fake illness, it had to be consistent, it had to be undeniable, and I had to accept my chances of getting away with it were approximately one in about a gazillion - and that was when Mum was feeling generous. In order to get sympathy, blood was usually necessary, in large amounts.<br /><br />I didn't skip many classes due to illness for some reason.Meg Thorntonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17315024973849851898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-41781816219755252792010-02-10T03:36:10.750-05:002010-02-10T03:36:10.750-05:00sounds like your students are practising early to ...sounds like your students are practising early to be your husband's patients!Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506274310934059070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-65786981384186139712010-02-10T03:24:21.437-05:002010-02-10T03:24:21.437-05:00That is so hilarious. Fun to be you!That is so hilarious. Fun to be you!Suzanne Lucashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07129772885673695447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-82018664813933203962010-02-10T00:32:30.545-05:002010-02-10T00:32:30.545-05:00I'm disappointed with kids these days. I manag...I'm disappointed with kids these days. I managed to go to less than 25% of my classes in my junior & senior years with 90% of my absences being fully excused (I was REALLY good at what I did heh heh). <br /><br />Side note: I graduated with honors. I guess my smarty pants helped with my faking.Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12842566769864717610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-66032008443933140782010-02-09T23:12:38.743-05:002010-02-09T23:12:38.743-05:00yeah...you think they would have at least coordina...yeah...you think they would have at least coordinated that while walking down the hall or perhaps when they got the brilliant idea to try and fool the Nerse.<br /><br />So, I'm curious...what is the official school penalty for wasting the time of the Nerse?Lipstickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04346441046070223404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5883634615775822475.post-75365149793865939522010-02-09T23:03:09.225-05:002010-02-09T23:03:09.225-05:00Oh Mrs. Grumpy HOW do you keep a straight face? Th...Oh Mrs. Grumpy HOW do you keep a straight face? This is hilarious and sad at the same time.terri chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398808840234914275noreply@blogger.com