Latest Likes For Hygiene Queen

Latest Likes For Hygiene Queen

Hygiene Queen, RN Guide 22,010 Views

Joined Sep 13, '07. Posts: 2,328 (72% Liked) Likes: 7,814

Sorted By Last Like Received (Max 500)
  • Jul 26

    I was dubbed "The Hygiene Queen" because I was/am very very picky about the hygiene and grooming of my patients. When I was an aide, you could tell which patients were mine, just by the way they looked.

    I was also dubbed "The Gero Whisperer" because I am exceptionally good with getting difficult dementia patients to calm down and get them to do the things we need them to. I had already joined here as "Hygiene Queen" by the time "Gero Whisperer" was mentioned, but I like "Gero Whisperer" better.

    I also was dubbed "The Urinator" because I could always get a urine sample from those oh-so-tricky aforementioned dementia patients... but I decided to pass on that for a username!

  • Jul 23

    Quote from bookwormom
    1)Get a job in a health care related field, such as CNA. it will give you some experience and help you have a better idea of nursing.

    And if you can get a CNA job with an employer that offers tuition reimbursement, you could get a good chunk of your nursing school paid by your employer.

    Some employers require you to work as a nurse for them for a period of time after they pay for your school-- some do not.

    I went to a community college, got tuition reimbursement and a nursing scholarship through work. My education was practically free and I was not required to stay with my employer afterward. I also had my job handed to me because they knew me and my work ethic.

    Just tossing out another option for you.

  • Jul 21

    Quote from VivaLasViejas
    DGD to nurse: "Grandpa's not doing very well tonight. His doctors told me he's at death's door."
    Nurse: "I'm sure sorry. Hope they can pull him through."
    Booooooooo!



    (Yes, it took me a moment for it to click.)

    ********************************************
    Okay, here is a bad one I did.

    It was a spoonerism.

    (I think I posted it here on AN a couple years ago, but I'll toss it out there again.)

    Anyway...

    We were passing out the dinners to the residents in the dining room.
    The kitchen was serving pork chops.
    Well, the pork chops tended to be rather tough and dry, but lo-and-behold!
    It just so happened that on this particular night, the pork chops were actually juicy and tender.

    For some reason, I was really really excited by this and I exclaim... rather loudly... for my hard-of-hearing resident,

    "Ooooh! Look, Loretta!
    They porked the cook good!"




    Now, you tell me how that goes over when your co-workers are all a bunch silly young girls and two saucy young fellas...
    Oh, and of course, there's family in there too.

    I didn't live that one down for a long time!

  • Jul 18

    I do it because I can work part-time and have healthcare benefits. If this were not the case, I would not be there. Part-time left me time to take on a ridiculously easy nursing side job so that I get to make more money with no stress. I make decent money all together.

    I became a nurse for the money. I loved being a CNA, but I had a practically free education handed to me on a platter and a chance to make better money, so I wasn't going to pass it up... though sometimes I feel I sold my soul to the devil.

  • Jul 17

    I watched a patient chase my charge nurse with a very dirty kleenex.
    The patient chased this male nurse all over the unit threatening to "rub this snot into your ****** little face".
    The nurse was actually squealing, trying to get away from this crazy old lady and I couldn't help him because I was laughing so hard.
    At one point, he looked ready to jump over the nurses' station to escape!
    A grown man squealing like a little girly while hotly pursued by an old lady...
    Still makes me chuckle.

  • Jul 14

    Quote from PopeJane3rd
    No nursing ghost stories but I do have two myself. When I was a teen I used to share a room with my 12 years younger sister. Sometimes, for reasons unknown, I would wake up in the middle of the night. A couple of times I woke up in the night and just glance over at my sister, I would see this very tall figure around like 6.5ft or so, blonde hair, very broad and Goliath-like. He would be standing over my sister as if protecting her, I thought to myself that I better not look too long because he might sense I was watching and look over to me which I did not want! I would pull the covers over my head until daylight and hope the thing went away which it did.

    Then I was overseas once. I was camping, sleeping in a tent pitch black couldn't see the nose on your face. I awoke alone in the tent to sounds of small giggling above me. Well when I looked up I saw two very small figures perched high on one of the tent poles. At first I thought it was people fixing the tent, but then they were really small, and I'm like why would they be perched that way. It didn't make sense. Though pitch black I could see them and they me. They looked like little demons or something. They looked down at me knowing that I had noticed them. I hollered out for Erica, this girl that was supposed to be in there with me, she wasn't. I must've passed out with fright until the next morning. I never told them what happened in that tent that night.
    Wow.
    Two good little stories.
    The "Goliath" man is intriguing and I could feel anxiety and fear with your comment about you not wanting him to look at you.
    Whoa!
    Your second story reminded me of a story my boyfriend told me about when he was a kid.
    He was probably about ten and he had just laid down and turned his light out... he insists he was wide awake. Anyhoo, his eyes were drawn to his bedroom door. He saw his door open and, down low close to the floor, these loooong bony fingers wrapped themselves around the door.
    The door slowly opened further and "pop!" a big head popped around the door and peered around.
    My boyfriend said it was a wee little guy with long fingers and a big head... and it was smiling at him.
    I asked my boyfriend what the heck did he do?!
    He said he did the same thing so many others have done (including myself): he squeezed his eyes shut, wished like thunder it would go away and eventually found himself waking up in the morning... and wondering "what the heck!".

  • Jul 13

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.

  • Jul 12

    When a family friend died and left a widow with four kids.
    I thought, "What if I became a widow? I need to be more than an aide to support myself and the kids."
    Good thing I did get into nursing school.
    I became a divorcee when my husband left me for the widow.

    Sorry, they can't all be heart-warming stories! :icon_roll

  • Jul 11

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.

  • Jul 11

    Quote from Girlygirl69
    My dear the only respect the older nurses deserve is the same respect we all deserve. 20+ years or not we are all RN's
    "My dear".... is that meant as an exclamation or is it meant to be condensending?
    If it was the latter, that is incredibly rude.

    Older nurses do command more respect. They've been there and done it.
    The same as respecting your elders.
    Experience = respect.

    I'm not saying we do not all deserve respect, I'm saying that those who have the experience and knowledge and those who have the power to teach us (and know what they are talking about and will save your rear end) command great respect.

  • Jul 9

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.

  • Jul 8

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.

  • Jul 8

    My husband is a retired cop and he's told me that he would never give a nurse a ticket. The nurse would have to be doing something pretty bad before he'd even consider it.
    Now, I do not speed and I try to do whatever I have to do so that I won't get pulled over. I think it's embarrassing.
    However, I have been pulled over-- it happens-- and I have not gotten a ticket. I was in scrubs and my car also has a FOP sticker on the rear window. I am also very respectful.
    So was it because of my scrubs, my husband's sticker or my delightfully polite and charming demeanor ?
    I don't know, but probably none of that hurt one bit.
    I don't think any of us should be zooming around breaking speed records-- or the law, in general-- because we think we're going to get a free pass...
    But if I get pulled over and the kind officer wants to give me a break, I'm not dumb enough to argue.

  • Jul 8

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.

  • Jul 7

    I remember a nurse I liked so much. She passed away several years ago and I was sorry I did not hear of it at the time. Totally would have went to her funeral. She was also trained by nuns and still wore a uniform dress and cap. She was hilarious, but also skittish. I remember her catch phrase was "Jesus! Mary! Joseph!" when she was startled, like the time she shattered a glass suction jar full of thick nasty crap all over the floor. She was so nervous that it was a common sight to see her clutching her chest in fear over something or another.

    She had such a great sense of humor and was a funny lady. She had amusing stories about caring for a few celebrities in days past. She would puff away on her Virginia Slims and cackle. Interestingly, when she passed it was as a resident in the nursing home she had worked in and was cared for by her (and my) former coworkers. I'm sure she was treated like gold.

    Loved that woman and I regret not to have kept in touch.


close
close