19.08.10
"But I felt so sorry for him"
There is one thing I love and I hate about becoming a nurse:
Somehow I started to say what I think, which is pretty funny for my colleagues but maybe not always appropriate.
This morning the assistant boss who was driving with me told me before we left the bureau:
"This will be a nightmare, you know?"
and I replied a little bit unbelieving:
"Isn't a little bit unskillful to tell me that before I am in your car, with my seatbelt on and no chance to jump out of the car because the central locking system is on?"
Well, long story short:
She did not lie. It was a complete nightmare.
I think (well I hope actually) that I am really pretty liberal when it comes to smell.
But this patient we had to take care of this morning or rather his apartment really killed me.
I seriously started shaking and felt the urgent need to vomit. Immediately.
The food in the fridge was all mouldy. (I hate it when people use the same spoons for catfood they use for their own food - CRINGE! Or store open cans of cat food in their fridge. It just smells disgusting.)
There was a cat toilet which seemed to be cleaned for the last time maybe.. a month or more ago?
The bed was all wet. And by wet I don't mean sweat or water. I mean urine. Human and cat urine.
And cat shit. And human shit. And a few more other stains I don't even wanna think about.
There was no bathroom in this apartment. There was a small toilet downstairs but since her patient (I refuse to say mine, because he was def. not my patient.) isn't able to walk properly (or to walk at all, who knows) he just used two toilet chairs. Which were both completely full. Can you imagine the smell?
My stomache tried to commit suicide by cramping in agony.
After we left, I sat in the car, letting my head hanging loosely somewhere on my knees, mumbling:
" As a non smoker I now feel the urgent need for a cigarette and a shot of Wodka. You know that all of your colleagues will hate you for taking this patient in, don't you?"
She replied (shrugging her shoulders): "Yeah, I know, but I felt so sorry for him."
Sometimes I feel like no matter what we earn: It's just not enough.
Somehow I started to say what I think, which is pretty funny for my colleagues but maybe not always appropriate.
This morning the assistant boss who was driving with me told me before we left the bureau:
"This will be a nightmare, you know?"
and I replied a little bit unbelieving:
"Isn't a little bit unskillful to tell me that before I am in your car, with my seatbelt on and no chance to jump out of the car because the central locking system is on?"
Well, long story short:
She did not lie. It was a complete nightmare.
I think (well I hope actually) that I am really pretty liberal when it comes to smell.
But this patient we had to take care of this morning or rather his apartment really killed me.
I seriously started shaking and felt the urgent need to vomit. Immediately.
The food in the fridge was all mouldy. (I hate it when people use the same spoons for catfood they use for their own food - CRINGE! Or store open cans of cat food in their fridge. It just smells disgusting.)
There was a cat toilet which seemed to be cleaned for the last time maybe.. a month or more ago?
The bed was all wet. And by wet I don't mean sweat or water. I mean urine. Human and cat urine.
And cat shit. And human shit. And a few more other stains I don't even wanna think about.
There was no bathroom in this apartment. There was a small toilet downstairs but since her patient (I refuse to say mine, because he was def. not my patient.) isn't able to walk properly (or to walk at all, who knows) he just used two toilet chairs. Which were both completely full. Can you imagine the smell?
My stomache tried to commit suicide by cramping in agony.
After we left, I sat in the car, letting my head hanging loosely somewhere on my knees, mumbling:
" As a non smoker I now feel the urgent need for a cigarette and a shot of Wodka. You know that all of your colleagues will hate you for taking this patient in, don't you?"
She replied (shrugging her shoulders): "Yeah, I know, but I felt so sorry for him."
Sometimes I feel like no matter what we earn: It's just not enough.
17.08.10
Foals - Miami
The singer reminds me of Kele, I think I posted a song from Foals before, don't know when though.
I totally like this song.
15.08.10
Random links aka your weekly prescription from Dr. Tiny
Mrs. Spine A beauty contest looking for the nicest spine. Including X-Rays.
Get a spine! The number of people I would like to give one is endless.. Oh where to begin..
Dark Roasted Blend (weird and wonderful things) blogged about the abandoned houses of super villains.
Did you know that Stalin didn't like mirrors?
I updated the post about the day at the beach. New photos, yay! Click here
Get a spine! The number of people I would like to give one is endless.. Oh where to begin..
Dark Roasted Blend (weird and wonderful things) blogged about the abandoned houses of super villains.
Did you know that Stalin didn't like mirrors?
I updated the post about the day at the beach. New photos, yay! Click here
“Above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
(Roald Dahl)
He's a total wanker.. What a slut...
The guy I've been driving with the whole weekend has a pretty interesting sense of humor.
Every male patient is a wanker for him, every female patient is a slut.
He was washing the private parts of a male old patient suffering from dementia who asked:
"Who are you?"
and he replied:
"I'm your perverted neighbour."
Another female patient also suffering from dementia said to him while he was washing her (I was washing her husband, also suffering from dementia, at the same time):
"Stay here with me, I am longing for you!"
and he laughed and said: "No, sorry I can't - I don't have a rubber."
Later she looked at me and said to him: "Who is that woman over there."
He grinned and said: "A concubine."
I replied: "Hey, watch your mouth!"
He laughed and said: "I don't even know what that means!"
When we were driving to the next patient I turned on the radio.
A song from Rihanna was playing and he said totaly laid back:
"Oh nooo.. Nowadays they are giving birth on the radio..."
Every male patient is a wanker for him, every female patient is a slut.
He was washing the private parts of a male old patient suffering from dementia who asked:
"Who are you?"
and he replied:
"I'm your perverted neighbour."
Another female patient also suffering from dementia said to him while he was washing her (I was washing her husband, also suffering from dementia, at the same time):
"Stay here with me, I am longing for you!"
and he laughed and said: "No, sorry I can't - I don't have a rubber."
Later she looked at me and said to him: "Who is that woman over there."
He grinned and said: "A concubine."
I replied: "Hey, watch your mouth!"
He laughed and said: "I don't even know what that means!"
When we were driving to the next patient I turned on the radio.
A song from Rihanna was playing and he said totaly laid back:
"Oh nooo.. Nowadays they are giving birth on the radio..."
And the universe answers..
Something from my favourite author again, still from "The Thief of Time".
Unity (former Lady Myria LeJean) and Susanne, Death's Grandchild are talking:
"It's a long way to Ankh-Morpork." said Unity.
"Somebody will take us there." Susanne replied.
The first stars appeared at the night sky.
"The stars are really pretty." said Unity.
"You really think so?"
"I'm learning. Humans think they are pretty."
"You know, sometimes you look at the universe and you think:
'What is going on with me?' and then you think you are hearing how the universe answers:
'Yeah, what is going on with you already?'"
Unity thought about this.
"Well? What is going on with you?"
Unity (former Lady Myria LeJean) and Susanne, Death's Grandchild are talking:
"It's a long way to Ankh-Morpork." said Unity.
"Somebody will take us there." Susanne replied.
The first stars appeared at the night sky.
"The stars are really pretty." said Unity.
"You really think so?"
"I'm learning. Humans think they are pretty."
"You know, sometimes you look at the universe and you think:
'What is going on with me?' and then you think you are hearing how the universe answers:
'Yeah, what is going on with you already?'"
Unity thought about this.
"Well? What is going on with you?"
13.08.10
"The speeding willies"
Today I had a pretty long late-shift: I left the hospital at 21:45 o.O"
The guy I was driving with was pretty funny luckily:
He said if more male nurses would work at the ambulant nursing service, he would rename it to:
The speeding willies.
I have no idea why he has chosen this special name but I really lauged my ass off.
Later we went into the apartment of a very disgusting, stinking female patient to just give her the medication she needs and obviously she fell off the sofa and was laying on the floor.
"Help me out of here!" She said.
"No, just give her the pills and let's go" He said to me but then bursted into laughing.
This was the song I heard on my way home:
The guy I was driving with was pretty funny luckily:
He said if more male nurses would work at the ambulant nursing service, he would rename it to:
The speeding willies.
I have no idea why he has chosen this special name but I really lauged my ass off.
Later we went into the apartment of a very disgusting, stinking female patient to just give her the medication she needs and obviously she fell off the sofa and was laying on the floor.
"Help me out of here!" She said.
"No, just give her the pills and let's go" He said to me but then bursted into laughing.
This was the song I heard on my way home:
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