Dear God, Help me - page 4
I just listened to this for 12 hours- almost literally non-stop. I just felt the urge to put it in an online forum full of nurses who may sympathize with my numb brain. God Bless Alzheimer's.... Read More
- 6Oct 3, '12 by teeniebertQuote from DizzyLizzyNurseI took care of a lady who came to LTC for rehab after hip replacement. Her kids chose the facility because it was close to her old home, and her sister-in-law already lived there on the memory care unit. Well, this lady was much more demented than the family had realized, wanting to go home every night and calling all of her kids wanting to know when they were picking her up, and trying to get out to walk home (she knew WHERE she was, and it was only about 2 miles from 'home', but she couldn't remember WHY she was there)...when she was discharged from PT/OT, she moved into the memory care unit and roomed with her sister-in-law. It turns out that they used to take weekend trips together in their 30s and 40s, just to get out of the house and away from the kids for a couple days. Now they're on an extended trip and this hotel is so nice and isn't it great that our husbands take care of the kids/houses while we're gone and oh dinner was so good last night I wonder what they'll serve for breakfast...their world is beautiful.I took care of a lady who thought she was on vacation on a cruise. Every day lol. She thought she was sitting at the captain's table during meals. It was so cute! I hope if I get dementia I think I'm on vacation every day!
- 4Oct 3, '12 by sharpeimom GuideMy grandmother who had advancing Parkinson's eventually had to move from our house into a
skilled nursing facility. We were fortunate to get her a private room.
Down the hall, lived a very very old Jewish lady who, in her demented state, no longer remembered
any English. She could only manage a few words of German (sometimes) and Yiddish. Mimi would
wander and screamed or called nonstop. Usually, it was garbled and made no sense.
Grandma had been a German professor. She'd call out to Mimi in German, giving her simple directions
to get back "home" (to her room.) Grandma would count the rooms: "Eins...Zwei...Drei...Vier...until
Mimi was at her door. Always, Mimi would call, "Danke!"
Mimi loved to "go to the market" and would usually find treasures in other residents' rooms, which staff
would quietly return.
If Mimi would awaken in the night, she'd call out, "Mary! Mary! We're late to the shops!" If grandma
were awake, she'd answer (in German) "It's all right, Mimi. We have nearly an hour before they open."
Mimi would settle down and sleep.
- 0Oct 7, '12 by Amber LynnThis makes me laugh! I am a charge nurse on a dementia unit. Out of our 28 patients, only two call out repetatively.
The one is a female patient on hospice who is practically bed bound now. All day..."Help me honey! Help me up. Put me to bed. Help me up!"......while she is in bed. 85 lb woman who Ativan and oxycodone sometimes does the trick for a little while. But only for a short period of time.
Next is a male patient who will count repetatively and he misses numbers. It's cute, but he annoys the other residents sometimes lol.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 11"
"1, 2, 3, 4......."
Gotta love dementia! Takes a special person to be able to tolerate it.
- 1Oct 11, '12 by echoRNC711Oct 2 by dirtyhippiegirl
Quote from Hygiene QueenOh, our poor patient who was a nurse...That's just really depressing.
"Call the pharmacy! Call the pharmacy! I've made an error! Call the pharmacy!"
Oh, dear god!
Even in dementia there is no reprieve!
Now you are really scaring me. My first 2 yrs as a nurse my husband would see me tossing and turning at night mumbling in my sleep "Did you check the charts. Did you check the charts "
- 2Oct 13, '12 by Meriwhen Asst. AdminQuote from BrandonLPNWe do something similar in psych: we've give our non-suicidal manic patients towels to fold. Most were very eager to have their hands occupied and it kept them out of trouble. Mind you, listening to them talk as they're folding laundry was exhaustingI used to give the confused little old ladies who wander at night baskets of linens to fold.
- 0Oct 18, '12 by cienurseWe have one that yells, "Help, help, please help me!" We gave her a handbell to ring instead of calling out so now she rings the bell as she's yelling, "Help, help, please help me!" Some days, I don't even turn the radio on in the car on the way home just so I can listen to silence while riding! Poor things! They don't even know they're doing it sometimes!