Last night I had an extremely confused, incontinent LOL. My tech was one of our "baby" staff...he's been qorking with us for a few years now but is in his early 20's, over ten years older than me. He cleaned up said LOL by himself, and I walked in to give her some meds immediately after. She looked at me very indignantly and said "Do you have any idea what your husband just did to me?" Which was followed about fifteen minutes later, as she saw him pass by her room in the hall, with "Who's that good looking young man? Can I meet him?" I swear the entire shift with her was like dealing with Dory from "Finding Nemo".
Same patient was thoroughly convinced that we were in her living room, not a patient room at a hospital, and was getting combative trying to get the intruders (us) out of her house. I knew it probably wouldn't help much, but pointed out to her on the wall above her white board where the name of our hospital is as proof that we were not in her home and we were supposed to be helping her get over her illness. Her response: "What ***** put that up in my living room and where the hell is she? I'm gonna beat the crap out of her, putting that ugly ass thing in MY house."
It was a LONG night but oddly enough made me miss working geropsych.