When they are asleep and not getting into trouble.
Bubba is a character. He decided he had "sore teeth" and when I looked in his mouth I saw he had horrible stains that looked as if his teeth were decaying. Photos of Mountain Dew mouth nightmares were going through my head.
Alas, his problem wasn't related to soda, but Bubba has learned that he needs to take better care of his teeth.
We got some Oragel and Bubba got some one-on-one instruction on how to properly brush his teeth with a new soft toothbrush...yet again.
More later...
Showing posts with label nightmare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nightmare. Show all posts
Monday, September 17, 2012
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Nightmares
Yes, I'm hearing about these, and in some respect, I'm living them.
I'm doing paperwork for the nightmare patient. This is the patient who refuses to take responsibility for his/her actions and blames everyone else, including me, for any trials and tribulations on the unit surrounding his/her pleasure. Same patient refuses to elaborate with me on any rehab goals as are needed regularly since he/she is a rehab patient.
I'm really ready to wake up and ask for a different patient. This one sucks. If one more neuropsychologist tells me to use motivational interviewing, I may vomit.
Recently, we had a patient code on the floor. Said patient had lots and lots of problems but the biggest one was with patient's MD. MD just would not listen to the nurses. We voiced concerns about the patient for days. I'm still very angry about this. I went and discussed this with a third party and the help and rationale was sound, but I still have misgivings. Thank goodness the third party didn't gloss over it. All those years of hospital experience are handy!
While I'm happy I CYA'd myself, I'm just not happy that I couldn't do anything about getting said patient the care needed. I feel like a failure. I know it's not my fault. I'm going to spend a lot of time on my days off vegging out, so I can forget what an a*& this MD is.
I will content myself with the fact that said patient told his/her family, who visited rather frequently, that our place was the best..."especially the nurses."
I'm doing paperwork for the nightmare patient. This is the patient who refuses to take responsibility for his/her actions and blames everyone else, including me, for any trials and tribulations on the unit surrounding his/her pleasure. Same patient refuses to elaborate with me on any rehab goals as are needed regularly since he/she is a rehab patient.
I'm really ready to wake up and ask for a different patient. This one sucks. If one more neuropsychologist tells me to use motivational interviewing, I may vomit.
Recently, we had a patient code on the floor. Said patient had lots and lots of problems but the biggest one was with patient's MD. MD just would not listen to the nurses. We voiced concerns about the patient for days. I'm still very angry about this. I went and discussed this with a third party and the help and rationale was sound, but I still have misgivings. Thank goodness the third party didn't gloss over it. All those years of hospital experience are handy!
While I'm happy I CYA'd myself, I'm just not happy that I couldn't do anything about getting said patient the care needed. I feel like a failure. I know it's not my fault. I'm going to spend a lot of time on my days off vegging out, so I can forget what an a*& this MD is.
I will content myself with the fact that said patient told his/her family, who visited rather frequently, that our place was the best..."especially the nurses."
Sunday, March 15, 2009
A little dys-functionality
Ah, nothing like a few dysfunctional people in your life. That was the week that was for me at work.
Version 1: Patient gets discharged and finds out how really dysfunctional his/her family is. What a great epiphany for you, just getting out of the hospital! Nothing new for us...we've seen it all along. If the signs were any bigger, they would have been billboards.
Version 2: The Slug, who's been a thorn in my side the last few days, got smacked with some karmic retribution...ah! And did she look like an idiot! The plus side: I didn't have to do a thing...she did it all by herself!
Version 3: The ECU that sets off the call light...all night. I swear I have that routine and the sounds in my nightmares, because this patient refused to have the straw away from his/her mouth at night. "Nurse call, television, turn on, turn off...." over and over as they slept. Said patient finally got the discharge trip back to their neck of the woods and boy, were they excited...and so were we! It was so quiet once they were gone. To think it hasn't been that quiet in months!
And with that, I'm taking my leave for a week or so. It's the first big chunk of time I've had off since I was back in nursing school. I'm so happy I'll be puttering around the homestead and going with Dahey and Bubba wherever the spirit moves us. Staycation sounds so idiotic, but we will be staying around the homestead for this vacation. No new news from the Hotel Rehab, just from Vacationland wherever we are. No alarm clocks, no worries!
Have a great week all...and Happy St. Patrick's Day to all of our Irish (everyday and for a day, too) friends. I'll be raising a glass (or two) in your honor with my corned beef!
Irish Saint Patrick's Day Toasts
Saint Patrick was a gentleman,
Who through strategy and stealth,
Drove all the snakes from Ireland,
Here’s a toasting to his health.
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good Saint Patrick
And see all those snakes again.
'Beannachtam na Feile Padraig!'
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Version 1: Patient gets discharged and finds out how really dysfunctional his/her family is. What a great epiphany for you, just getting out of the hospital! Nothing new for us...we've seen it all along. If the signs were any bigger, they would have been billboards.
Version 2: The Slug, who's been a thorn in my side the last few days, got smacked with some karmic retribution...ah! And did she look like an idiot! The plus side: I didn't have to do a thing...she did it all by herself!
Version 3: The ECU that sets off the call light...all night. I swear I have that routine and the sounds in my nightmares, because this patient refused to have the straw away from his/her mouth at night. "Nurse call, television, turn on, turn off...." over and over as they slept. Said patient finally got the discharge trip back to their neck of the woods and boy, were they excited...and so were we! It was so quiet once they were gone. To think it hasn't been that quiet in months!
And with that, I'm taking my leave for a week or so. It's the first big chunk of time I've had off since I was back in nursing school. I'm so happy I'll be puttering around the homestead and going with Dahey and Bubba wherever the spirit moves us. Staycation sounds so idiotic, but we will be staying around the homestead for this vacation. No new news from the Hotel Rehab, just from Vacationland wherever we are. No alarm clocks, no worries!
Have a great week all...and Happy St. Patrick's Day to all of our Irish (everyday and for a day, too) friends. I'll be raising a glass (or two) in your honor with my corned beef!
Irish Saint Patrick's Day Toasts
Saint Patrick was a gentleman,
Who through strategy and stealth,
Drove all the snakes from Ireland,
Here’s a toasting to his health.
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good Saint Patrick
And see all those snakes again.
'Beannachtam na Feile Padraig!'
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
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