What Is Your Most Gross, Yucky, Disgusting Nursing Horror Story?

Here is my most gross, yucky, disgusting nursing story! Nurses Humor Article

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I was working a night shift on a tele floor as a new Nurse.

We had this one poor old lady who was confused and was restrained as usual for her safety. She was our designated resident nightmare geri from hell, so she was placed near the Nurse's station.

So we are chilling out at the Nurse's station, chatting and trying to get through another night...

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I see our lady in question standing in the dimly lit doorway of her room!

I instantly leap out and run to her. As I approach her, she appears to be falling towards me, so I meet her in a bear hug...my arms around her waste, and her arms around my shoulders.

As I catch the lady, I notice a very strong smell of feces, and I feel something warm on my hands, arms and shoulders...

My fellow heroes come in behind me, and as the lights are turned on, my worst fears are instantly realized.

Yes, I caught the poor old lady with a good old bear hung football catch, but I was also covered in the lady's feces.

As I look at her, she has feces smeared all over her arms and hands... (and even her face!)

And of course, now so did I! :D

ok, over the past i-dont-know-how-long, i've read every post on here, and didn't feel ill once, managed to recount a few good ones over the dinner table (ie, the loogie down the throat - what a shot!), and generally had a good laugh. I must be made for nursing! Sadly, i'm still a student, and really don't have any half-decent gross stories.. a few runny poos on my bare skin, treading in pools of wee (i'm short and my trousers are too long for me), but really, nothing that compares..

I do have a few questions though.. See, i'm from Aussie, and America calls stuff by different names to us.

What's a CNA, and what's an RT?

What's CP?

What's s/p bka?

ok, over the past i-dont-know-how-long, i've read every post on here, and didn't feel ill once, managed to recount a few good ones over the dinner table (ie, the loogie down the throat - what a shot!), and generally had a good laugh. I must be made for nursing! Sadly, i'm still a student, and really don't have any half-decent gross stories.. a few runny poos on my bare skin, treading in pools of wee (i'm short and my trousers are too long for me), but really, nothing that compares..

I do have a few questions though.. See, i'm from Aussie, and America calls stuff by different names to us.

What's a CNA, and what's an RT?

What's CP?

What's s/p bka?

CNA -- Certified Nursing Assistant, tech, nursing assistant, NA

RT -- Respiratory therapist (they have to ditch the most loogies)

CP -- Chest Pain, ranging from anxiety attack to massive MI

s/p bka -- below the knee amputation

As for your yucky stories, you'll get them soon enough :uhoh21:

When working as a home health nurse, we received a referral to take care of an elderly diabetic lady whose feet had been eaten by rats....looked like hamburger meat. She lived in a little trailer with her daughter beside a popular fish house. Her daughter was the cook at this restaurant.

At another home, I went into the kitchen to get the IV antibiotic out of the frig. While standing there, I began to feel dizzy. The house was very hot...ms in aug with no ac....It was as though the walls were moving. Upon closer inspection, I discovered the "walls" were moving....with thousands of roaches crawling everywhere.

In yet another home, I never took my nurse bag in, because I was afraid of what would leave with me. As I was standing in the living area, roaches fell from the ceiling onto my clipboard and head.

i can only make it to page 10....

don't want to see if you mentioned my weakness... gangrene.... i have already had enough to keep me on a soda cracker diet for a week...i think i may not even keep that down.

i've seen some things.... but man not this bad!!!:chair:

Specializes in Emergency Room.

Speaking of gangrene, day before yesterday we had a guy come in from dialysis s/p bilat aka, with chest pain (upon further questioning it was really rectal pain.. how one confuses the two I'll never know)... anyway.... his history was as long as my arm, DM, anxiety etc. Then I notice this on his med sheet "severe gangrene of member"... hmmmm I didn't really care to look. This gentleman mentioned that they had removed part of his member. Well... after the emergency enemas we gave we had to clean him up. Now, it didn't look like they took much of the member, but there was some green/gray/yellow/blue.. yes blue... exudate coming from the member. I didn't see any gangrene evident... maybe it was excised completely, maybe it was inside.. who knows... anyway.. we cultured it, like all good ER's do.. and when we got the report 3 days later it was MRSA. ugh..

My big gross out is bathing people that are 300 or 400 lbs. They have nasty yeast in their folds. It's so gross, you feel the gloves sliding through it and it feels all mushy. I scrubb it and dump the old yeast powder to it.

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!:eek: I'm going to cry; these stories are horrible : (

what's the s/p stand for?

bloomin heck, i'm meant to be doing a big important assignment, and all i do is read these darned boards! How the heck am i meant to graduate when this is all so much more interesting than my assignment of the ethical considerations of a scenario i witnessed in clinical placemet??

Speaking of gangrene, I had been a housewife for 11 years, straight from highschool.We moved to Texas I was so bored. I decided to volunteer at the hospital and was the youngest Pink lady ever.They saw my energy and surgery hired me right away. I was the anesthesia clerk who made sure the proper testing was done and the pt.was clear for surgery. I was excited that they also wanted to pay me to learn to do the EKG's. My very 1st pt' to do an EKG on by myself was a 100 year old deaf/mute women. She was going to have both feet amputated and I took her wheelchair and all into the smallest room.Well I did not understand the 1st thing about gangrene but she had a pillow case around both her lower legs and it was seeping and stunk so freaking bad I gagged. She had no idea what I was doing to her,none someone was just lifting up her shirt and she was fighting me.They smell was all it took and I left the room,went and got the nurse and told her she could do it herself.The wound left the smell and icky on the wheelchair feet rest. I did volunteer to clean it up..But,I went to my boss because here I was thinking all EKG's were going to be like that...I was not going to be the one to do them. I have never ever forgot that smell..It is the one smell that has stuck with me all these years.

As a new grad had this happen to a pt. A confused middle-aged man in a semi-private room got up (broke out of his Possey vest) in middle of the night looking for a place to pee. He shot a stream of pee on the chest and head of his roommate, an early twenty-something recovering from a MCA. We heard the F word shouted and ran in the room to find the young man being marinated.

what's the s/p stand for?

bloomin heck, i'm meant to be doing a big important assignment, and all i do is read these darned boards! How the heck am i meant to graduate when this is all so much more interesting than my assignment of the ethical considerations of a scenario i witnessed in clinical placemet??

s/p -- status post

Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..
Speaking of gangrene, I had been a housewife for 11 years, straight from highschool.We moved to Texas I was so bored. I decided to volunteer at the hospital and was the youngest Pink lady ever.They saw my energy and surgery hired me right away. I was the anesthesia clerk who made sure the proper testing was done and the pt.was clear for surgery. I was excited that they also wanted to pay me to learn to do the EKG's. My very 1st pt' to do an EKG on by myself was a 100 year old deaf/mute women. She was going to have both feet amputated and I took her wheelchair and all into the smallest room.Well I did not understand the 1st thing about gangrene but she had a pillow case around both her lower legs and it was seeping and stunk so freaking bad I gagged. She had no idea what I was doing to her,none someone was just lifting up her shirt and she was fighting me.They smell was all it took and I left the room,went and got the nurse and told her she could do it herself.The wound left the smell and icky on the wheelchair feet rest. I did volunteer to clean it up..But,I went to my boss because here I was thinking all EKG's were going to be like that...I was not going to be the one to do them. I have never ever forgot that smell..It is the one smell that has stuck with me all these years.

Honey, that's called decomposing.

Specializes in ICU.