2.21.2013

Bait and switch

The past two days I've worked, I've asked for a bowl of oatmeal and brown sugar for breakfast. Well, they must be outoif oatmeal, because I keep getting something else. The first day, the lady was like, "we're out of oatmeal, here have a orange or a banana." Seriously?! Ok. Whatever. At least it's something. Then, the next day. I was hoping for oatmeal, please? Nope. But the guy (a different person was the key) brought me a plate of French toast! You guys! I love French toast! I like the oatmeal here too, but that's ok, I'll take French toast :)

2.10.2013

No patience for patients

Still alive, yo.

Patient of the day: "Are you coming back in the morning? Because I'd like someone who already knows me to be my nurse" was said to me about 5 minutes after I met her. I met her at 7:15 pm, as my shift was ending. I guess she thought we had a connection going on.

Runner-up patient of the day: bed-ridden, 350 pounds, massively swollen legs, necrotic ulcers on her abdominal panis, multiple pressure sores on her back, butt, and posterior thighs, has a long-term trach, incontinent of poop, and won't do anything for herself. She thinks she gets to go home because she doesn't want to go to rehab/nursing home. Who will care for her? Her parents who are in their 70s. Her momma can barely walk without falling, her daddy is in a neck brace. It takes three strapping nurses to turn her over, amid her many shouts of "I don't want to turn, I'll be ok sitting in my sh*t, leave me alone. Yeah, of course she'll be fine at home.