I post this here b/c its about a patient and patients are technically "customers" ...so here I go. (I'm a nursing student BTW)
I had an older gentleman, and I use that term VERY loosely, as a patient for Thursday and Fri.
With each passing moment, he got increasingly more perverted, saying/doing things like:
*Asking me to help with his bath, which I was fine with, what I wasnt fine with was him wanting to stand butt naked in front of the mirror wanting a view of me scrubbing his chest and back. (I made him sit and I covered his lap with a towel)
*Telling me he was "Okay with me cleaning him "Down there" since he's not 17 anymore and he wouldnt mind". I told him if he was capable of washing his own, then he would. (Thats what we're supposed to do.)
*Telling me"My wife calls my thing a wrinkled piece of bacon, want to see it?"
*When Im helping him put a clean gown on, asking me is he "Could grab the first thing his hands could reach?" ie my boobs. (I told him NO and gave him the stare of death.)
That was all the first day.
I come back Friday to him still be slightly pervish so I avoided him BIG TIME...I stopped in to give him his medications and do his assessments, otherwise I didnt try to socialize like I mistakenly did the first day ( I only had one patient on Thursday and If im seen in the hallway too much, I'll get in trouble)
So Friday, I give him the cares he NEEDS and thats it. I come in for the afternoon assessment and he starts whining BIG TIME about how he had to wash up all by his self and wasnt able to reach his back and whine whine whine.
He also mentioned his "wrinkled piece of bacon" again but I wasnt really paying attention at that point.
So, while Im listening to his heart with the stethoscope, he then tells me I look like Im "Low Mileage"......that made me want to smack him. After this Im checking his hands for warmth and things like bloodflow to the fingers, when he takes his hands back licks both his thumbs and starts to rub his thumbs and forefingers together, telling me "My fingers are kinda cold, I think they need some exercise..." WHILE GESTURING TO MY NIPPLES!!!
Are you FUCKIN serious?!?!? I wonder what the hell gives people the right or idea to act like I or anyone for that matter ENJOY their twisted perversions or should have to be subjected to listening to them.
At that point, it was time for me to go..I told him I was leaving, I also told him his behaviour was highly inappropriate. He then asked if i would BE BACK TOMORROW? I said NO...Then hes like "What about Monday??" I said "Mr. Patient, good Luck with your surgery." and left.
I didnt share this with my instructor and I should have. I think I was too bothered at the time...I seriously felt (and still do kinda) feel dirty. I told a fellow student and she advised me not to go back..and I didnt. The weird thing was that everyone else described this patient as withdrawn and quiet, though when I was around he was anything but that.
I would describe myself as easy going, rolling with the punches and seriously ready for anything. Nothing phases me, truly it doesnt and people always look to me for advice and to be their rock. I think thats why I put up with it for so long, b/c I want to be just so uber that I can deal with anything.
And honestly I didnt realize how much it bothered me til I started to type it all out. I still feel dirty.
I had an older gentleman, and I use that term VERY loosely, as a patient for Thursday and Fri.
With each passing moment, he got increasingly more perverted, saying/doing things like:
*Asking me to help with his bath, which I was fine with, what I wasnt fine with was him wanting to stand butt naked in front of the mirror wanting a view of me scrubbing his chest and back. (I made him sit and I covered his lap with a towel)
*Telling me he was "Okay with me cleaning him "Down there" since he's not 17 anymore and he wouldnt mind". I told him if he was capable of washing his own, then he would. (Thats what we're supposed to do.)
*Telling me"My wife calls my thing a wrinkled piece of bacon, want to see it?"
*When Im helping him put a clean gown on, asking me is he "Could grab the first thing his hands could reach?" ie my boobs. (I told him NO and gave him the stare of death.)
That was all the first day.
I come back Friday to him still be slightly pervish so I avoided him BIG TIME...I stopped in to give him his medications and do his assessments, otherwise I didnt try to socialize like I mistakenly did the first day ( I only had one patient on Thursday and If im seen in the hallway too much, I'll get in trouble)
So Friday, I give him the cares he NEEDS and thats it. I come in for the afternoon assessment and he starts whining BIG TIME about how he had to wash up all by his self and wasnt able to reach his back and whine whine whine.
He also mentioned his "wrinkled piece of bacon" again but I wasnt really paying attention at that point.
So, while Im listening to his heart with the stethoscope, he then tells me I look like Im "Low Mileage"......that made me want to smack him. After this Im checking his hands for warmth and things like bloodflow to the fingers, when he takes his hands back licks both his thumbs and starts to rub his thumbs and forefingers together, telling me "My fingers are kinda cold, I think they need some exercise..." WHILE GESTURING TO MY NIPPLES!!!
Are you FUCKIN serious?!?!? I wonder what the hell gives people the right or idea to act like I or anyone for that matter ENJOY their twisted perversions or should have to be subjected to listening to them.
At that point, it was time for me to go..I told him I was leaving, I also told him his behaviour was highly inappropriate. He then asked if i would BE BACK TOMORROW? I said NO...Then hes like "What about Monday??" I said "Mr. Patient, good Luck with your surgery." and left.
I didnt share this with my instructor and I should have. I think I was too bothered at the time...I seriously felt (and still do kinda) feel dirty. I told a fellow student and she advised me not to go back..and I didnt. The weird thing was that everyone else described this patient as withdrawn and quiet, though when I was around he was anything but that.
I would describe myself as easy going, rolling with the punches and seriously ready for anything. Nothing phases me, truly it doesnt and people always look to me for advice and to be their rock. I think thats why I put up with it for so long, b/c I want to be just so uber that I can deal with anything.
And honestly I didnt realize how much it bothered me til I started to type it all out. I still feel dirty.

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