January 17, 2009

Assholes Need Lovin' Too

Wow. I'm tired. I had a busy past couple of days at work, but am off for the weekend and am soooooooooooooo glad.

I had a pt almost die on me this morning. She was a DNR who had cervical cancer that had metastisized to her brain. I went in to check on her and she was ice cold. Her temp was 93 degrees. The BP machine said her BP was 68/30. I couldn't get a manual pressure on her arm or leg. I held her hand and she squeezed it, but she was slipping away and all I could do was watch. She was lethargic, but peaceful. This all happened at shift change. I didn't want to leave her, but I had to. She's probably gone by now. I am very sad about this.


On a much lighter note...


I had a pt who's middle name was Asshole. Yes, you read that right. Asshole. Not Ashole, not Asshoel, but ASSHOLE. This is not a joke. The ironic part....he didn't have one anymore because they had to sew his closed. Asshole also tried hitting on me. He was a young guy, about my age and kept trying to pick me up! Asshole followed me around during the night and watched me work. Everytime he walked past me, Asshole would tell me to smile. When I was helping him change his illeostomy bag Asshole let go of a lot of gas. He was extremely embarassed but I ensured Asshole that we deal with Assholes all the time. I felt sorry for Asshole. He must be kind of lonely and probably gets rejected when he tells his potential dates that he has no exit anymore. Poor Asshole. He's just lucky his last name isn't Brown.

1 comments:

Drofen said...

You can't make stuff like that up...