You're singing my song too, NurseCard.
I think we all have had the experience of working with a challenging patient/resident who has to go a higher level of care---at least temporarily---and it's GOOD to get a break from them. The lowered level of tension in a building is almost palpable! Not that we wish anything bad to happen to the person; in fact, sometimes they amaze us with their ability to come back from an illness that, quite frankly, should've taken them out. Doesn't mean we want to see them come back through the doors, though.
I'm recalling a fellow who used to live at my ALF that had survived a massive stroke which left him flaccid on one side. It also made him a bitter, angry, bigoted old man with a sharp tongue and a way of going limp when the aides tried to transfer him with a gait belt. Several of our staff got hurt in this manner, and he did it on purpose, which really torqued me off and caused me to have many daydreams about finding a way to get his sorry butt into a nursing home.
been in a nursing home anyway---he was too heavy care for us---but he had money, and a daughter who made him seem like a purring kitten by comparison....she was pure evil
and she had this air of entitlement that gave everyone notice that her
concerns were more important than anyone else's. It didn't matter if you were responding to a medical emergency, she would just buttonhole you and then harangue you for an hour about some petty gripe. Altogether one of the most unpleasant people I've ever had the misfortune to know.
HE actually had a dry wit that came out to play every now and again and made it hard to loathe him entirely; she, on the other hand, had no
redeeming social qualities, and the day he went to the hospital with bronchitis, the stress level in the facility dropped so low you could practically hear it rolling on the floor. Of course, he was just ornery enough to make it through the illness, and went to a SNF for rehab. For the next several weeks, we waited on tenterhooks; we knew that with our luck, he'd come back and then we'd never
be rid of him and his screaming shrew of a daughter. But the Fates were kind, and two months after he'd been sent to the hospital, we got word that his care really did exceed the limitations of an ALF (like, DUH, we didn't know that??) and that the daughter was moving him out.
Now that he's gone for good, though, we sort of miss him, even though he was a PITA. He did have his good moments after all, and truth be told, we all felt sorry for him because he had a sharp mind in a body that no longer worked. We do not, however, miss the daughter one. tiny. bit.
I STILL have nightmares about that woman!