Have you ever walked onto the floor and just had that strange uncomfortable feeling right off the bat
that is is gonna be "one of those nights (or days)". Seriously, , this happened to me just last night, and
true to the theory, all bedlam broke out right off the bat. My first patients room that I walked into, a
woman asked me where her bell for room service was. She wanted me to help her rearrange her winter
wardrobe and replace it with all the clothes that her and her daughter had went on a shopping spree
to Kohl's and had 8 bags of clothing that all needed untagged, labeled, hung up. Explained her that
this is what volunteers and family members were for. She told me that her daughter had a very
important job at the post office and had to work all weekend, so I would have to do it. Excuse me???
When I told her that I had med passes, vitals, treatments, and charting to do for 24 others, she pulled
her wig off her head, threw it at me and told me to get the hell outta her room if I was just going to
treat her like that:flamesonb