I passed the state exam and received my CNA certification about the same time I started working at my first CNA position at a LTCF - I'm only working weekends; I work during the weekdays at a very good paying job.
I'm changing career with the goal of becoming an ER nurse. I'm working the weekends as a CNA because I'll be entering an ADN or LPN program August 2015 - ADN first choice, but if I get wait-listed, it makes sene to me to go ahead with the LPN program which has no wait list, then do LPN to RN. I'm a 44 year old male and don't think I should wait any longer.
I've been working at the LTCF for 4 weekends (CNA experience - 4 weekends) and I am just appalled at the care, treatment, and/or verbal abuse given by some CNAs to the residents. My wife (yes I am a male CNA), who was a CNA a while ago and is now an MA, said I should tell the DON.
Nothing is more important to a person than his/her health. We as CNAs are entrusted to help maintain their health - that's a huge responsibility, one that I take seriously. Making up numbers on charts is crazy; a non-compliant resident wouldn't allow me to take her temperature, so I asked a seasoned CNA (33 years) to help me - she looked at the previous day's vitals and just copied it. CNAs who didn't feed an assigned resident (they feed others assigned and not assigned) when charting say "well they usually eat and drink this much", and "they usually have this many BMs" - charting what they usually do will not catch changes which may prevent something; c'mon, their health is at stake.
Providing as much comfort and dignity is the next most important thing (of course safety trumps all). Needing help near the beginning of the shift with a resident whose large BM leaked out his briefs all up his back down his leg and all over and through the sheets, the experienced CNA I asked for help said he can wait, we being the only 2 CNAs (short that night) have to distribute johnnys/bibs/pads to the wing before dinner - yeah we were short, but with 2 of us and 1 experienced it wouldn't have taken but 10 minutes to change him and the sheets, instead of him waiting in his **** for an hour - c'mon that's disgusting.
And I can't even number the verbal abuse I witnessed or that they jokingly tell me about.
Maybe because I'm a brand new, wide-eyed, idealistic, fresh, untainted CNA, I expected caring and compassionate healthcare professionals. As was taught in CNA class and re-emphasized during new employee orientation the residents at LTCF have lost all their possessions - all they have now fits in half a room; their home now resembles a hospital floor; they are dependent on others to wipe their butts, or feed them, which in their minds may be humiliating and degrading; they lost a lot of independence; so yeah, some may have a hard time with that and may be a little grumpy. Again, maybe because I'm new, but some of the residents who have "rude" behavior and language doesn't bother me.
I took my wife's advise and told the DON - I'm not trying to be a snitch or get anybody in trouble, but as I said, I take seriously my job of providing safety, care, comfort, dignity; CNAs are also advocates, standing up for them against those who bully them - that's how I see it, as much as we hear about bullies in school, these CNAs are bullying those weaker than themselves. I don't know what actions may be taken, and I am a little worried that I will be found out as the "snitch" - I do have to work with them, and hopefully will get help when asked. I keep thinking of the last 10 months of my dad's life - he was reasonably healthy and lived on his own in an apartment; but, when his body started to shut down, it was a runaway train going down a cliff. He had no major health problems for 77 years, then his health just ran away from him - he spent the last 10 months in a nursing home, and I can't help but to ask, "is this how they treated my dad?".
Treat others the way you want to be treated, and the way you would want your loved ones treated - every time I go in to work, I think of how I would have wanted my dad treated.
I don't want to be the bad guy; but when I think about it, I'm not.