A long time ago, I was taking care of a little old lady who had just had a hip replacement. She has Sundowner's and kept trying to climb out of bed. The bed alarm had went off about 10 times in one hour. Concerned for her safety, I called the on-call doctor, thinking he might order a light sedative.
The on-call doctor, unfortunately, had a well known problem with alcohol. And unfortunately for me, he was inebriated when I called him. Here's how the conversation went:
Me: Dr. G, the patient in Room 201, Mrs. M., is confused and trying to climb out of bed. We have been unsuccessful in trying to get her to sleep. Could you please order a light sedative to help her relax?
Dr. G: (Slurring his words) Nah, just tie her down.
Me: So, you are ordering restraints?
Dr. G: NO! I said "Tie her down!!" Take some rope and tie her to the bed!!
Me: No disrespect, but I don't think we can do that. I'll run that by my charge nurse.
Dr. G: (laughing hysterically) Naaaahhhh!!!! I'm just messing with you! I know we can't do that! So, in all seriousness, let's do this. Let's tie her to the bed with rope.
Me: Ummm. Alrighty then......
Needless to say, I never got my order for a light sedative.