Urinated On Once Again
My patient was discharged and the transporter said that he was on his way with a wheelchair, so I began untying the patient to have him ready. The patient had been tied down because it was the only way to keep him in bed and he was too unsteady on his feet to walk. The transporter didn't come right away which created a problem. I was much too busy to stand there and watch the patient, but I didn't dare leave him. I saw an aide on the other side of the unit and decided to ask her to babysit. I walked over towards her, while looking over my shoulder at the patient. Before I reached the aide, I saw the patient start to get up. I flew across the unit, pulling something in my groin in the process, and caught him just as he started to fall face first.
Then the patient said he wanted to pee. I handed him a bottle and stood there holding him up while he went. His aim was off and urine began running down his legs and my legs too. I called that to his attention and then he dropped the bottle on the floor. The resulting splash got my shoes. The transporter arrived at this time, so I dried the patient and plunked him down in the wheelchair. Good riddance. Oh, and of course, this was the at beginning of the shift. The evening went downhill from there.
7 Comments:
You have the patience of a saint :)
Like Michelle said. You are just amazing to me.
She has access to drugs. :)
Ugh. Gross!
Poor Melissa ;-)
Thanks, everyone. And you're right Dave, access to drugs does make it all worthwhile. Why else would I be doing this job? :)
Please tell me you keep an extra set of scrubs in your locker.
No, Sarah, I don't. Pee dries quickly, as long as it doesn't get inside my shoes.
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