I was working a night shift on a tele floor as a new Nurse.
We had this one poor old lady who was confused and was restrained as usual for her safety. She was our designated resident nightmare geri from hell, so she was placed near the Nurse's station.
So we are chilling out at the Nurse's station, chatting and trying to get through another night...
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I see our lady in question standing in the dimly lit doorway of her room!
I instantly leap out and run to her. As I approach her, she appears to be falling towards me, so I meet her in a bear hug...my arms around her waste, and her arms around my shoulders.
As I catch the lady, I notice a very strong smell of feces, and I feel something warm on my hands, arms and shoulders...
My fellow heroes come in behind me, and as the lights are turned on, my worst fears are instantly realized.
Yes, I caught the poor old lady with a good old bear hung football catch, but I was also covered in the lady's feces.
As I look at her, she has feces smeared all over her arms and hands... (and even her face!)
I worked in a LTC facility and had a dementia patient who had severe contractures in both hands, was an avid biter, and would screech loudly if you talked or looked at her.
My first time working night shift, my CNA's walked up to me and told me there was something I had to see.
Naturally, I arrived in her room. She had been painting the walls, her bed, and herself with foul, chunky, runny fecal matter, and as we approached she screeched at the top of her lungs like a banshee and through the dim light of her lamp her eyes were wide open and she was gnashing her teeth, with feces dripping out between their jagged edges.
Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..
I worked in a LTC facility and had a dementia patient who had severe contractures in both hands, was an avid biter, and would screech loudly if you talked or looked at her.
My first time working night shift, my CNA's walked up to me and told me there was something I had to see.
Naturally, I arrived in her room. She had been painting the walls, her bed, and herself with foul, chunky, runny fecal matter, and as we approached she screeched at the top of her lungs like a banshee and through the dim light of her lamp her eyes were wide open and she was gnashing her teeth, with feces dripping out between their jagged edges.
:eek:
Penelope_Pitstop, BSN, RN
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