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I just recently had a 40 yr old, 397 lb patient. she was very nice and could get around well. the first morning I had her, she called me in to help her wash her back. when she leaned up, I saw something I've never seen before. a tattoo of a member. large and very life like. veins, scrotum and all. it was almost a foot long, pointing downward, and positioned right in the middle of her lower back. the lowest part of the tattoo was about 1 cm from her crack.

the ng tube thing...OWW! i grabbed my nose when i read that:eek:

those are the best patients. and things like this give me no doubt that God exsists. we had a little old lady one day that was comfort care only and her family was at the bedside all the time. she was the worst she had ever been and we all knew it wouldn't be long. she hung on and hung on all morning. finally her family went down for lunch. her case manager stopped by while they were gone and i overheard her talking to the pt. she was telling her it was okay to go to Jesus. she told her not to worry about her family, that they were downstairs and they knew she would be going soon. sure enough, only a few minutes after the lady walked out of the room, my little old lady went right to Jesus.

most of the time i can just ignore them. but i've gotten comfortable in my job, and now i can look at someone and tell them that they will not speak to me that way. if it continues, i go for an authority figure. we've had problems like this before and our assistant manager was pretty good at handling it. however i did have a patient one day that i could not handle. he was IVC and had a mental history. i was standing in the room talking to the nightshift NA and he stood up, walked over, and told me he had something to show me right before exposing himself. i was digusted. but i told myself i could handle it. my shift started at 0645 and at 0730 i had a new assignment. not 15 minutes after the other NA left, he started up. i could see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye (i was sitting with him because of the IVC order) and finally i looked over at him. he had pulled down his sheets and boxers, and was playing with himself while smiling at me. i got up, asked the male nurse who was standing across the hall to watch him for me, and went straight to the charge nurse. she was still getting report, but when i burst into tears trying to explain what the problem was, she found me someone to switch with. i was so angry. the man was 25 years old and knew everything else that was going on, depsite his illness. so i know that he knew what he was doing. he even saw me later and mentioned it. but it still makes me sick. if we had been in any other setting, he would have gone to jail for what he did. but since he was in a hospital, we just had to put up with it.

i just had a dream last night. i guess from replying to this thread yesterday. i was at my house getting ready for work and realized i would be late. i called the charge nurse and let her know. well then my mom (who in all actuality lives in MD, as well as my sister) tells me i have to take my sister to school on my way. my sister is also out of school now, btw. so then i have to call and tell the CN i'm going to be later. after that a co worker shows up wanting a ride. and then starts helping my sister with some homework she hadn't finished. but i have weird dreams like this all the time. ridiculous stuff just keeps happening making me later and later for work lol

i had to say thanks. that was the funniest thing i've heard all day :)

this thread wins. it's by far the best! ^that mad me laugh out loud

i agree 100%. i myself would never reject a child because of illness, however if those people would, i wouldn't want them to end up with a child like that. the child probably wouldn't get the care it needed.

you think that most people have enough sense not to do stupid things with fireworks but i learned otherwise 2 years ago from my ex. he ended up being a pt because we were drinking with some friends when he broke out the fireworks and ended up with 2nd degree burns on his hands in the ER the next morning. after telling me, "Oh i'll be fine. That won't swell." his blisters were over an inch tall!

lol that's hilarious. and that story is the only reason i'm glad our hospital became smoke free this year. not even staff can smoke on our property anymore.

what's even harder is trying to move a pt on a stretcher or bed when the "steer" option doesn't work! working in the ECC taught me that. so whenever i get one that i know doesn't work, i make sure i have someone with me because if not i really will run the person into something

gah. i'm only an assistant and i hate those dreams. i wake up freaking out because i think i've been at work for 5 hours and haven't done any vitals or anything. or i'll dream i'm so late i'm just running all day and can never catch up.