Hi! I was on the thread on "freaky things" and I posted an entry about Anna, my sweet nursing home patient who used to play hide-the-trach. She got me to thinking about other patients I've had who were, perhaps, eccentric, but fondly remembered. I hope my title conveys affection rather than disrespect.
One of my "lovables" was a little lady who would putter around in a self-propelled wheelchair, always smiling. She said only one thing: "Hallelujah, praise the Lord," over and over. I always thought: if I have to loose it, please let me be like her.
One of my others was a little lady who never spoke-except once. I was having to change out her Foley, and I must have gone too close to the wrong orfice, because all of the sudden she chirped out, "Not now, Harry, I'm not in the mood."
Her husband's name was NOT Harry.
I love my ICU and CNS jobs, but I do miss my nursing home days. It seems like the "loonies" got a lot less "lovable" once they were in the unit.
Now please share some of your lovables with me! :kiss Jeannie
"Goldy" had a fractured femur and was placed in Buck's traction. She would throw her other leg over the suspended one and swing it while singing bawdy songs (I always wondered about her past!). Her nurses, of course, charted all this, and the docs never read anything but the vitals, until the day one MD commented that he couldn't understand why there was NO sign of bone union. We told him. She was in a hip spica the next day.
She was cute, tho. She said to me one day (apropos of nothing that I can remember) "I know what kind of girl you are. It shows in your face. GOD will take care of you!" One of those occasions when you had to leave the room--to laugh.
MQ Edna
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"Goldy" had a fractured femur and was placed in Buck's traction. She would throw her other leg over the suspended one and swing it while singing bawdy songs (I always wondered about her past!). Her nurses, of course, charted all this, and the docs never read anything but the vitals, until the day one MD commented that he couldn't understand why there was NO sign of bone union. We told him. She was in a hip spica the next day.
She was cute, tho. She said to me one day (apropos of nothing that I can remember) "I know what kind of girl you are. It shows in your face. GOD will take care of you!" One of those occasions when you had to leave the room--to laugh.