So...this happened.
Started the 4th of July off with a bang! 200 joules to be exact. Got high on propofol just prior. Yep. Early morning. Went in on maybe just over an hour of sleep. Got really irritable in my head, tried not to show it to staff. The Boy was getting on my last nerve, I told him to leave the room. Did the thing then came home and slept for 6 hours.
Documenting:
87.7 lbs
Administered:
Cardizem IV (slowed heart rate down to 108)
Magnesium IV (did something in the tummy, not unpleasant, check that with Primary)
Protonix (PPI not fast acting, don't know if it helps anything yet)
Simethicone (kid's chewable. I'm serious)
And...there's a story to share.
Almost everyone who comes in contact with me, calls me Miss Jersey. That's my professional name so I answer to it.
Almost no one on planet Earth pronounces our last name correctly.
The male nurse who was there after the cardioversion, looked like an older George Michael.

Very polite, hospitable, and informative nurse. With an accent. When he wheeled me out to the check out, the woman behind the counter calls me Miss Jersey and then checking my last name...she mispronounced it.
Then George Michael said to the woman..."That's (pronounced the last name correctly...IN Hungarian)", "It's Hungarian".
I whipped my head around and asked him "How do you know that? Did my husband tell you that?" "No, I know how to say it, Miss Jersey." Then he said a greeting in Hungarian.
I told him when we got to the car out front, that he HAD to greet my husband and say that greeting. The Boy...opens the door and George Michael did just what I asked. Upon which The Boy...lit up like a Christmas tree!
The Boy asked him if he was Polish. "No, I'm from Romania". They chatted and off we went.
That was SO stinking fun! There's an American way to say the last name (which we do) and the correct Hungarian pronounciation. I have not heard it pronounced in Hungarian since my MIL was alive. SO COOL!!!
