Read about my night!

:chuckle :chuckle :chuckle The first one was just "marking" his territory........can you imagine his house??? :rotfl:

The second guy.............what's he complaining about? Prayers and a foot massage................I will find something to get me into your hospital with the massager any day!!

I have only worked on MS unit for 5 shifts and I agree that this past sunday I did feel like I was in a psych unit!!! We had a pt from the local psych hosp that ripped her iv out and then proceeded with escape attempts running down the halls with her whole back side exposed!!! :uhoh21:

Too funny! :rotfl:

Med/Surg IS Psych to me. :rotfl:

Sounds like a typical shift to me. Be glad you could get a smile out of this, sometimes patients can be really nasty.

It's even funnier when 2 confused people talk (or yell) at each other from different rooms. "Hey! Keep it down over there!" "Who the H*** are you? Get outta my house!" "Ethel! WHO is that MAN in there?"

Don't get me wrong - it's not funny that they ARE confused, it's just they say the funniest things sometimes!

Too funny! :rotfl:

Med/Surg IS Psych to me. :rotfl:

HEY CHEERFULDOER, I LIKE YOUR AVATAR, BUT IT SUR DOESN'T MATCH YOU NAME.:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: . SORRY IT'S JUST AN OBSERVATION I HAD TO BRING UP.

Thanks! :) I bring cheer to children every chance I get. So many children are suffering in our world, and many of those children are our neighbors, classmates of our own kids, kids in the churches or synagogues we attend, hospitalized children, children on the playgrounds we pass all the time when we take our own kids to the park to play, kids that are related to us who suffer in silence.....the list is endless. I wanted to display that avatar in memory to those children I hold dear in my heart whether I have personal knowledge of them or not. I want to remember them this week with that avatar. It's the least I could display publicly as well as taking the time to get involved to stop the wasting of our future...our children. For one week, that avatar is my way of displaying the sorrow in my heart for all little children who are without a voice to escape their pain. Feel free to borrow it if you want. I don't mind at all. :)

Next week, I'll display a different avatar. :balloons:

Hey cheerfuldoer, I wish I could borrow your avatar but I'm not a paying customer:crying2: , but it is a beautiful one and represents alot of sadness now that you mention it. I love children too. There is sooo much sadness in the world. But I really do like your avatar.

It's even funnier when 2 confused people talk (or yell) at each other from different rooms. "Hey! Keep it down over there!" "Who the H*** are you? Get outta my house!" "Ethel! WHO is that MAN in there?"

Don't get me wrong - it's not funny that they ARE confused, it's just they say the funniest things sometimes!

Too Funny!!! :chuckle

A few years back I was shadowing nurses in a nursing home, and they had the setup where all of the patients had little ankle braclets on so if they left to go outside, an alarm would go off letting everyone know that one of the patients had "escaped". There was this one elderly lady who must not have been any taller than 5'3" who had amnesia. She was a sweet old lady and it was sad to see her deteriorate so quickly, but she was trying to make the best out of her last days. During her "bad" days, she would get disoriented and attempt to escape. Although its sad to think that this lady had no idea what was going on and all she wanted to do was get away, it was a comical sight to watch her. She would take a walker from some other room (she didn't need a walker), and she would pretend to slowly walk out to the front lounge thinking none of the nurses would notice that she had a walker. In her confused mind, she thought everyone knew that she always had a walker, when in reality she never used one. So when she got the walker out, they knew she was going to try and run. So she would slowly walk to the lounge with her walker pretending to be crippled and walk very slowly, and she would all of the sudden throw her walker and run as fast as she could out the front doors. Sometimes she would put on her tennis shoes but keep her gown on to make the appearance that she was just going out to the lounge. It was a comical sight, but always sad when they had to drag her back in fighting and crying because she wanted to go "home" to see her husband (her husband had passed away many years ago).

Yes, very funny. :)

Lol.

We were just saying our Medicine floor felt like a psych unit last night. We had a confused, AKA pt. His bed was wheeled to the front, near the nsg station. All 4 siderails are up, and he is trying to get out, lifting himself up on his one good leg. All he he was asking for were shoes and he's asking everyone that walks by his bed.... "what kinda shoes you got, rubber or leather?" ... "I need shoes, how can I get out of here without shoes!"

One of the nurses told him to sit back in his bed "you can't walk with one leg" He replies, "what, you think you can do better?" He was hilarious. I had few good laughs last night.

Another fall prone pt with dementia is roaming the halls looking for something, he's only speaking Italian so of course we have no clue what he's looking for. He is getting into other rooms, removing mattresses from empty beds. His roommate (also a bit confused) is following him around with his walker, keeping an eye on him. You know, he's got his homeboy's back.