tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4723755846699098373.post4178481057731913897..comments2024-03-23T17:49:56.783-07:00Comments on oldfoolrn: Mrs. Chase - A Proxy Patient for Practicing ProceduresOldfoolrnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01747485143127099085noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4723755846699098373.post-56888400370973879222018-01-11T20:15:41.318-08:002018-01-11T20:15:41.318-08:00Sra. Chase, cuan grande fue su aporte en el campo ...Sra. Chase, cuan grande fue su aporte en el campo de la enfermería, cuánta gente aprendió procedimientos gracias a su paciencia y cuánta gente hoy trabaja con seguridad y sin ningún miedo ante pacientes reales, que buscan ayuda para aliviar su enfermedad. Soy médico, pero ahora que me dedico a escribir libros, no puedo dejar de lado tan linda imagen de alguien que aportó mucho en favor del aprendizaje simulado. Gracias. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04381226551325994850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4723755846699098373.post-74239012392608329142015-05-08T18:06:31.416-07:002015-05-08T18:06:31.416-07:00Your Sim Jim sounds like a big improvement over Mr...Your Sim Jim sounds like a big improvement over Mrs. Chase. We had to start IVs on each other. Luckily we all had good veins as most youngsters do, but we lacked finesse and the end result was usually a bloody mess. Our instructors thought we should personally experience the procedures that we inflict on unsuspecting patients. It's a good thing we were not studying neurosurgery or we would have all wound up with a crani! Thank-you for your comment and happy Nurses Week to you.Oldfoolrnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01747485143127099085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4723755846699098373.post-433302293014807902015-05-07T10:34:03.350-07:002015-05-07T10:34:03.350-07:00Oh my poor Mrs. Chase! When I was in school we had...Oh my poor Mrs. Chase! When I was in school we had a fellow named Sim Jim, a very high tech but similarly abused version of Mrs.Chase. Jim could pee, sweat and his lips also turned a very odd shade they said was blue but after all the abuse he took it was this odd eerie greenish color. He also had veins you could stick an IV into and get "blood return" but the pressure bag that held his "blood" was often so under inflated you got a couple of drips in your flash chamber and it stopped all together, and good luck advancing a catheter through that tough skin! We hated Jim, and now I kind of miss him and not because he was quiet. Jim unfortunately had over a thousand preset phrases he could say, he even retched to let you know he was throwing up! The reason I miss Jim....he at least never peed on me!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06445658633039107417noreply@blogger.com