I often wonder about some people. When Mr. X, our demented howler, came back from Saint Suburban's acute wing after a bout with urosepsis for rehab, I wondered how did I get so lucky to admit him.
Well, turns out, later in the week, I also got lucky enough to take care of him on my regular shift. Thanks Charge Nurse! Just up my alley...I get (just about) all the people no one wants. I fluffed and buffed him (including shampoo, shave and nail filing), got him up to therapy, got him lots of nice equipment, then bam! He comes back to the unit and says, "My butt itches."
If he wasn't so old, and RehabLand was not so far away, I'd think it was this patient who visited Nurse K in Montana.
I am just so happy I don't get to work this weekend, even if I have to stay home and clean my house. There are worse things to do...
Stay tuned.
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