My Zombie Powers

Recently at my hospital there was a stern reminder about isolation techniques, specifically regarding doctors and MRSA rooms. Doctors are notorious for not donning gowns or gloves when entering a MRSA room. The 'reminder' was also a demand that nurses play hall-monitor and tell doctors to wear their gloves and gowns.

My first response is "Fuck that shit! Why do I have to police dumb-shit doctors?" Then I calm down and remember how serious MRSA is and if I have to demean myself to becoming a hall-monitor, then so be it.

But let me pick on my own kind. There are plenty of nurses who don't gown and glove for MRSA rooms. I see it all the time. Just last week I had someone helping me with a vent patient and they seriously were about to leave the room with their gown and gloves on to fetch something! They looked back at my disapproving scowl and sheepishly took everything off at the door.

That is a prime case right there. Now, it's OK to enter a MRSA room to fix an IV pump sans gown (but not gloves!), but any direct contact other than pushing a button demands full iso garb.

MRSA is everywhere. I probably have thousands of litters of MRSA critters in my various orifices right now. The trick is that I'm healthy enough to keep them from building a city. Everytime I get a cut or get seriously ill, I do worry... hell, I get damn a-feared about MRSA!

I try to think of my hands as radioactive zombie claws infected with the touch of evil.
I must wash them and cover them, lest they destroy your grandma with a single touch!










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