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Ok. So my pt was a slightly demented, whiny, demanding, drug-abusing female in her 70's. She's very strange. She can be very sweet and then turn nutso on you in less than a second. Anyway, I brought her a Lortab. I set the MAR down on her bedside table and she asked for a tissue. I go over and get the tissue off of the sink, and she takes the Lortab in the meantime. As soon as she swallows it, she then asks, "Can I have a Lortab?" *Sigh* "I just gave you a Lortab." "Well, then can I have a Lortab?" *Sigh* This goes on and on. Hard not to laugh and/or strangle her. As we're discussing the ever-elusive lortab, she blows her nose on a tissue (huge gob of snot came out)...and then reaches down with the same tissue and wipes her crotch...Just wait. It gets better. Then, she takes that snotty crotch tissue and plops it down on the MAR!
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OMG! I just about died. Had a fun time explaining to pharmacy why they needed to print me a new MAR...
"snotty crotch tissue".............heh heh...snicker, wheeze...........Is that a highly evolved medical/technical term???? God, that made me laugh! The rest was good, too but still.............
Sweet Jesus, this brings back memories.
The patient who, during a normal conversation, took my hand and smeared a huge bugger on my arm.
The patient who decided he wanted to go home...NOW...at 3 am, in the nude, stabbed me in the ear with a banana.
Yes, I said banana......try living that one down...
The German woman who cleaned the hat I left in her toilet, and taped a turd to the side rail of her bed. Hey, I asked her for a stool sample, I failed to tell her to leave it in the hat. (Some explanations really ARE necessary).
The night a male patient, sitting on the side of his bed, missed his urinal & peed directly into the side of my shoe....:eek:
The midget who needed a hand getting to the bathroom (IV pole...o2...ect...) and dropped a huge turd directly on top of my foot. She never even realized what had happened....
The man who reached up to cup my breast as I took his blood pressure...his wife was sitting right there, oblivious to my predicament.:uhoh21:
The woman who decided to remove all the staples from the graft site on her leg post cabg. She had a pair of tweezers, digging under each staple........ popping them across the room.....
I could do this all night.
Bumashes, MSN, APRN, NP
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Ok. So my pt was a slightly demented, whiny, demanding, drug-abusing female in her 70's. She's very strange. She can be very sweet and then turn nutso on you in less than a second. Anyway, I brought her a Lortab. I set the MAR down on her bedside table and she asked for a tissue. I go over and get the tissue off of the sink, and she takes the Lortab in the meantime. As soon as she swallows it, she then asks, "Can I have a Lortab?" *Sigh* "I just gave you a Lortab." "Well, then can I have a Lortab?" *Sigh* This goes on and on. Hard not to laugh and/or strangle her. As we're discussing the ever-elusive lortab, she blows her nose on a tissue (huge gob of snot came out)...and then reaches down with the same tissue and wipes her crotch...
Just wait. It gets better. Then, she takes that snotty crotch tissue and plops it down on the MAR!
:eek:
OMG! I just about died. Had a fun time explaining to pharmacy why they needed to print me a new MAR... 