I love my brother. I really do. Through my talks with my brother about his many hospitalizations, I have come to the conclusion that he is the Worst Patient Ever, heretofore known as a WPE or a "wipper."
In the course of our conversations, he has said or asked the following:
"Is the worst time to ask for something really around 7 a.m. and 7 p.m.?"
"I always ask about all the pills they give me. Nurses make a lot of mistakes."
"How many pillows can each patient have?"
"The nurse never knows when my doctor will be around. Why doesn't she ask him?"
Because I love my brother, and because siblings are allowed to be total jackasses to each other, I have "educated" my brother on his above statements/questions. He hasn't hung up on me...yet.
In one particular ER visit with a family member before I was a nurse, I was probably a wipper-by-proxy as an HCPOA. It started out with her doctor directing us to the ER for a problem that he had known about for a little while, but it had mildly exacerbated. That in itself irritated me. Why didn't I get an office visit and outpatient lab draws when I first brought this up to him a month previous?
Already irritated with the doctor, I became more irritated about the wait. ER nurses, please don't hate me when I tell you that I asked the triage nurse how long it would be, and did we really have to be there for this? Yes, I asked it. Eep!
Everything went smoothly from there on out, but I don't think the triage nurse liked me much.
Share with the world how you or someone you love is a wipper.
Jun 4, '12
by Esme12, ASN, BSN, RN Senior Moderator
Quote from dirtyhippiegirl
Well, to be fair, the fixating thing happened about two years ago when she broke her leg. It was 100% a control issue. She toned down her feisty-ness and seemed more at peace when she was, actually, dying. Although I think that she was really just tired, too.
And while I appreciate that you may think you know my mom more than I do, I can guarantee that using humor wouldn't have helped the situation at all.
The pun was quite intentional. I have my mother's ashes sitting in my linen closet right now. If I didn't have a morbid sense of humor right now, I'd be a blubbering mess.
Witnessing my mom's hospitalizations over the years and how they affected her and our family and how her own behaviors and attitudes often reflected the medical care that she received...has definitely played a huge part in shaping how I approach patient care. I believe strongly in patient autonomy, in providing choices, and in letting the patient be an active participant in their own care. I work very well with some of our more "particular"/stubborn/argumentative patients and enjoy doing so.
Ah crap. Now I'm crying again because this is just one more thing to add to the list of things that I never got to say to my mom.
When my dad passed away there were days I didn't think I'd survive the sadness......I won't say it will go away, but it does hurt less. I miss him everyday.....you will always miss her, but it does become tolerable eventually.
Last edit by Esme12 on Jun 4, '12