Why do some families feel the need to document every single interaction or occurence with their loved one? I don't understand why some families keep spiral notebooks and write down every vital sign reading, every medicine, every time the patient coughed or sneezed, and everytime anyone came in the room.
Last night I was talking to a family member and he had his sister on the line. Everything I said to the patient was relayed word for word to the sister. The family member in the room described me, what I was wearing and spelled my name for the sister on the phone line. He kept asking, "Are you a nurse? What kind of nurse are you? Do you give her medicines?"
When it came time to give medications...oh that was hell on earth. I'd tell the patient, I'm giving you Colace. Then I hear it from the family, "Colace! How many milligrams? 100 milligrams is too much! When is she going to have a bowel movement? Does she really need it? What are the side effects? Who ordered it? Will it give her gas? Will you give her pain medicine if she has gas pain? She wants Vicodin for gas pain. Call the doctor to get an order for Vicodin!" Then I had to hold on as the family discussed the medicine on the phone, which by now they were having a three way conversation. Every medication had this same response. The patient who was alert and oriented just wanted her meds but the family would refuse medicines for her. "No, she's not taking that! Give her a half of that. Call the doctor and see if she can take more of this. Etc, etc, etc."
The patient started yelling. She said she wanted the medicines like her doctor prescribed and not to listen to the family. But the family was so adamant and mean. I was caught in between a rock and a hard place. I felt threatened by the family as they treated the patient like she was completely ignorant and incapable of making her own decisions. It was like the patient was a 85 year old child. Even though she was pretty oriented and knew which end was up.
The patient then started complaining of dyspnea after arguing with the domineering family. Checked her sats, she was 90% on 2L. Then it started again. "90%! Call the doctor! Why is she 90%? Etc. Etc." So I call the RT for neb treatment for the patient. They started arguing over that! So I bump her up to 3L, recheck her sats and she's 100%. Family starts in again..."100%? Can't she go higher than that? 100% is not good enough! Give her Narco! She needs Narco!" I explain Norco is not for giving to patients who are satting fine. It's for pain control. Their response? "We don't care if Narco is for pain! We want Norco! Narco is for her breathing" I ask the patient are you in pain? She says no. Family doesn't care. They want it and they want it now. 1 minute is too long to wait.
At one point I had to step out of the room. I felt like I was unable to exercise my nursing judgement and provide adequate care. I wasn't able to interact with the patient as I wanted to because everything was blocked by the family. If I asked her if she was cold then the daughter who was on the phone with the brother and another sister would say, "No, she's not cold! Don't touch the air conditioner. You can bring her blankets but only one blanket and don't cover her feet!" Even small things like do you want a snack was dictated by people who really had no say so about what the patient wanted to eat or drink.
Everything I asked was answered by someone on the phone and not the patient. I felt like a servant and not a professional caregiver who obtained a college education and actually had some knowledge and could give input. When they decided on the breathing treatment for the patient I paged for the therapist but she was not quick enough to get to the floor. Mind you, we have one RT for our building who happened to be with other patients in ICU. I mean think about priorities... patient on a vent whos fighting the vent? Patient who's satting 80% on a NRM? Or the patient satting 100%? Hummm? It's like it didn't even matter that the RT was on the way it wasn't quick enough and it was like they were the only people in the hospital and others didn't matter even if the others were dead or dying!
What is behind this behavior? How can I deal with family members like this? I thought maybe it was me. I'm young and they think I don't know anything and can't take care of their loved one because it looks like I was born yesterday. I offered to have another nurse take care of the patient. That didn't pan out and they swear it wasn't me and told me not to be offended. But I was incredibly offended I have never felt so stressed or belittled.