My outfit in the picture above, that's what I wear about 80 hours a week these days. When I come home from work I don't feel like changing at all! I wear my scrubs, my jacket, and my scarf till I get into pajamas at like 9. It's awesome. And my bed? Well I leave every morning before the hubby so it rarely gets made, but when I get home a rumpled bed is the most inviting thing ever! I love crawling into bed, cuddling up under the sheets and just relaxing!
Work has been going quite well, I have thursday, friday off, I train again on saturday and sunday (training means I work with another nurse who basically makes me do all the work but answers the 2000 questions I have every day).
I need to write my stories down on this blog the second I get home, or else I forget them, but I get to work with some of the most amazing residents, its amazing.
There is this one lady, we will call her Jane. She has alzheimers, dementia, and some psych problems but she is one of my favorites. Lately she hates wearing her dentures. She was sitting behind the nursing station with me one day (in her wheelchair of course) and when I looked over she had cookies crumbled all over her lap and her dentures were missing. I asked her where they were, she just stared at me. Then I noticed a piece of paper in her hand, yep, she had wrapped her dentures up like a present, how sweet. Haha. Later in the day she started crying (not real crying more like crying out, confused stuff like that) We told her "Jane, this is a no crying zone, why are you crying?" She shouts, "Because you think its funny" we dont respond but are silently giggling and she says "Well dont you!!!". I can't contain myself with these residents, you wouldn't believe what I deal with every day! Haha.
I talked to a lady today who said she had 11 children. 5 lived. 5 died at birth and one died at 2.5 months. She had 4 sisters, only one is still living. I talked to her quite a bit, as she was sad and just needed someone to chat with. She thought she was going to have to spend thanksgiving "alone in her chair". Just 10 mintues after I talked to her I was able to tell her that her grandkids were picking her up and taking her out for 3 hours on thanksgiving! She was so exciting. Said thank you so many times, and thought I was the best nurse ever. She asked if she was going to get to see me again, I told her I was coming back saturday and she got so excited. It's things like this that make me want to go back to work day after day after day. :)
One more story. There is a resident who has chronic shoulder pain, and she gets a steroidal creme rubbed on it every day. Today the treatment nurse had me do this cream. You know what she does when when you put it on "she moans Oh, oh that feels sooooo good. Oh ooooh, oooh" Now please, repeat this in your head. You can hear this all the way down the hall. We laugh. She says, I know what you guys are thinking, its not that, it just feels sooooo gooood. Haha. :)
I love my job. :)
ha! Angela, I love your stories! And you're loving attitude toward these people is so wonderful - you're definitely the right kind of person for this field :)
ReplyDeleteAnd, I have even less of an excuse than you, but our bed is pretty much never made until right before we go to bed (and only then because I can't stand having blankets crooked and falling off while I'm sleeping).
Angela, great stories! Keep them coming! I hope to hear some of these stories today - I know Joe would really like them and I would too!
ReplyDeleteAmazingly, I've actually been pretty good about making the bed lately! Probably the one thing I'm doing consistently...hehe.