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*note: this patient was somewhat confused. im not making fun of his issue, just he was good for a hardy laugh yesterday.*
I was walking down the hall last night (in a hospital, where I work) and someones bed alarm is going off. Its an alarm we use to ensure confused patients arent trying to get up by themselves and fallling or whatever.
I walk into this guys room, turn off his alarm and asks if he needs help...and now...starts the tirade.
He wants a microwave. And he wants one now. But he doesnt want it to have a chili button or a popcorn button. Just a microwave with numbers. Do I have a microwave? Well, no, no i dont. So, im worthless. But hes trying to look for a phone number, so he hands me 2 index cards covered with names and phone numbers and he asks me to find "Mr and Mrs Jones"...b/c they have a microwave he can have for $20.
So, I'm trying to read these cards and its hard. The pen ink has bled somewhat. So he pipes up "Can you read this ok?"
I say, "yeah, its just a little blurry."
His response: "Oh dont worry about that. My cat peed all over them, but i thnk theyre dry now."
No, actually they weren't dry but I was hoping that was water.
Cue me handing him back his cards and washing my hands.
Lol. I tried to ease outta the room, but man, was he a talker. Finally someone came by and "rescued" me (faked needing me for something) and I made my exit.
At least he made my evening entertaining.
He kept asking me some some Jack Daniels everytime i passed. Id just give him a thumbs up and keep it moving.
I was walking down the hall last night (in a hospital, where I work) and someones bed alarm is going off. Its an alarm we use to ensure confused patients arent trying to get up by themselves and fallling or whatever.
I walk into this guys room, turn off his alarm and asks if he needs help...and now...starts the tirade.
He wants a microwave. And he wants one now. But he doesnt want it to have a chili button or a popcorn button. Just a microwave with numbers. Do I have a microwave? Well, no, no i dont. So, im worthless. But hes trying to look for a phone number, so he hands me 2 index cards covered with names and phone numbers and he asks me to find "Mr and Mrs Jones"...b/c they have a microwave he can have for $20.
So, I'm trying to read these cards and its hard. The pen ink has bled somewhat. So he pipes up "Can you read this ok?"
I say, "yeah, its just a little blurry."
His response: "Oh dont worry about that. My cat peed all over them, but i thnk theyre dry now."
No, actually they weren't dry but I was hoping that was water.
Cue me handing him back his cards and washing my hands. Lol. I tried to ease outta the room, but man, was he a talker. Finally someone came by and "rescued" me (faked needing me for something) and I made my exit.
At least he made my evening entertaining.
He kept asking me some some Jack Daniels everytime i passed. Id just give him a thumbs up and keep it moving.
. Lol.
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