One night in the icu, I needed help to turn a patient who was on a vent, and sedated with a versed drip. I had asked a nurse to come into the room, and she followed. We went to both sides of the patient and proceeded to grab the lift sheet when she said........"Wait just a minute, I have to FART!". She then proceeded to back up from the bed, turn around, lift up a leg, and farted as loud as can be. She then returned to the bed grinning to herself and helped me lift the patient.
I couldn't wait to get out of the room. I about died laughing inside. I couldn't wait to "put on a play" for the nurses in the nurses break room and replay that moment for them. They were laughing so hard. We still laugh to this day!
This one just happened last night. I was checking residuals on a patients feeding tube and his daughter was hovering over watching to make sure I did it correctly, (a very difficult lady to deal with.) Well, as I pulled back on the syringe, it disconnected from the end of the Lopez Valve, and the approximately 2mls of stomach contents went flying onto the daughters blouse!! I was so embarassed!
This one just happened last night. I was checking residuals on a patients feeding tube and his daughter was hovering over watching to make sure I did it correctly, (a very difficult lady to deal with.) Well, as I pulled back on the syringe, it disconnected from the end of the Lopez Valve, and the approximately 2mls of stomach contents went flying onto the daughters blouse!! I was so embarassed!
Specializes in ICU, HOME HEALTH, NURSING EDUC, CASE MGT.
This is not what a nurse did, but what happened to me back in the day when I was a nursing student, in the Army licensed practical nurse course. It was my first week on clinical rotation. I am feeling nervous, and have no idea what to expect. We were on the Med/Surg Ward. After morning report, my instructor had assigned me to Mr. Johnson. He was an elderly black gentleman who had Organic Brain Syndrome, Diabetes, and he was a bilateral above the knee amputee. I went ahead, and attempted to locate my patient's bedside. Getting closer out on the floor, I am suddenly startled by a very deep and loud baritone voice singing, " Swing low, sweet chariot! Coming for to carry me home! Swing low, sweet chariot! Coming for to carry me home!" This is an open Ward, with only curtains that separate the patient's from each other. The curtains are drawn wide open, and lying on his back with the hospital gown up to his belly, is Mr. Johnson singing away. Showing all of his glory to the entire world, while he is rolling back and forth in bed, with his leg stumps pointing up towards the ceiling, at times trying to climb out of bed. I am just mortified! :imbar I try to introduce myself, at the same time maintain my patient's dignity by trying to cover him up, and close the curtains. He pulls back the curtains, throws the blanket on the floor, and sings louder than ever. When my instructor and several of my classmates come over to see the disturbance, it was hard to not to LOL. Good thing that it was too early, and there were no family members present. In the end, we finally placed pj bottoms on him, and had MD orders for soft restraints, in which the family was made aware of. We all sang along with Mr. Johnson, and he was still smiling happily for the rest of the shift. Even my instructor sang along with us!!! :rotfl: :chuckle :rotfl:
When I was just starting out as an aide, we had a nurse that was dumber than a box of rocks.. she actually asked us how much air to put into a foley!! Anyhow...she was asking us one night on rounds how we determine the sm-md-lg on BM's...the other aide I was working with told her that their is a chart hanging on the back of the bathroom doors and she took the pile in there and was searching for a BM chart...she finally gave up and asked the charge nurse where the BM sizing chart was! We all had a good laugh!
I was doing my practicum in an orthopaedic ward and the nurse asked me to go downstairs to another ward and ask for a long weight. I went down there and the nurse said "I'll be right back with it" and she went off and I sat and sat for the longest time. Finally they had to tell me that it I had waited long enough and it was all a joke. I felt so foolish! :doh:
Specializes in Alzheimer's, Geriatrics, Chem. Dep..
on l & d we do get some huge women 300+ sometimes. we had this one woman who was pregnant with twins and was 376 on her initial visit she was very sweet and shy and self conscious so we were very supportive. when she went for section i prepped her belly and the attending went and literally taped her fat and hiked it up over her shoulders and taped it to the or table. my co worker and i were glad for masks especially when the pt said now i know i'm too fat. and the attending replied "no you arent"
we also had another 300+ whose fetal heart rate dropped and needed an internal monitor. our female resident rushes in. she is 4'11 and maybe 100 lbs. sticks the monitor up the cooch and keeps going-up to her elbow before she could find baby's presenting part. i was dying cuz i didnt think her arm was gonna come back out as the woman's thighs were bigger than our doc.
when we got pt stable etc we went to the nurses station and she looked at me and asked me to put a string around her ankle next time and pull her back out. i died for days!
Yeah I can kinda see it being funny but I'm that 4'11 and maybe 100 pounds only I am no longer 100 lb and I would just DIE if I thought someone was laughing about my weight. And I wouldn't dare laugh at someone else's.
I'm not judging you cuz I have laughed before when I shouldn't - just think about it - if she knew - (shaking my head) - fat really isn't that funny.
When I was just starting out as an aide, we had a nurse that was dumber than a box of rocks.. she actually asked us how much air to put into a foley!! Anyhow...she was asking us one night on rounds how we determine the sm-md-lg on BM's...the other aide I was working with told her that their is a chart hanging on the back of the bathroom doors and she took the pile in there and was searching for a BM chart...she finally gave up and asked the charge nurse where the BM sizing chart was! We all had a good laugh!
I remember once we sent a nursing-student urgently to the diet kitchen to obtain a diabetic egg instead of a ordinary egg. The kitchen staff looked very surprised, because a diabetic egg does not exist. That was laughing...:smackingf
this isn't something a nurse did but something a patient did. suddenly, a 40 year old a&o male patient called on his call light and said "please get this woman out of my bed." turns out the 80 year old disoriented woman next door had come in and climbed in bed with him. we returned her to her room, attemped to reorient her. all night long she kept saying she wanted to get back in bed with her husband. lol
We were on the Med/Surg Ward. After morning report, my instructor had assigned me to Mr. Johnson. He was an elderly black gentleman who had Organic Brain Syndrome, Diabetes, and he was a bilateral above the knee amputee. I went ahead, and attempted to locate my patient's bedside. Getting closer out on the floor, I am suddenly startled by a very deep and loud baritone voice singing, " Swing low, sweet chariot! Coming for to carry me home! Swing low, sweet chariot! Coming for to carry me home!" This is an open Ward, with only curtains that separate the patient's from each other. The curtains are drawn wide open, and lying on his back with the hospital gown up to his belly, is Mr. Johnson singing away. Showing all of his glory to the entire world, while he is rolling back and forth in bed, with his leg stumps pointing up towards the ceiling, at times trying to climb out of bed. I am just mortified! :imbar I try to introduce myself, at the same time maintain my patient's dignity by trying to cover him up, and close the curtains. He pulls back the curtains, throws the blanket on the floor, and sings louder than ever. When my instructor and several of my classmates come over to see the disturbance, it was hard to not to LOL. Good thing that it was too early, and there were no family members present. In the end, we finally placed pj bottoms on him, and had MD orders for soft restraints, in which the family was made aware of. We all sang along with Mr. Johnson, and he was still smiling happily for the rest of the shift. Even my instructor sang along with us!!! :rotfl: :chuckle :rotfl: 
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This one just happened last night. I was checking residuals on a patients feeding tube and his daughter was hovering over watching to make sure I did it correctly, (a very difficult lady to deal with.) Well, as I pulled back on the syringe, it disconnected from the end of the Lopez Valve, and the approximately 2mls of stomach contents went flying onto the daughters blouse!! I was so embarassed!