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A little before midnight, I get an admission.
Run of the mill stuff. I start asking a history.
First, she has no idea what medications shes on. Now, this is extremely common with people..IDK about you, but I always know what Im taking and why. So, fine, we'll just have to figure something else out for her.
I explain she has *insert random infection here* and will be put on a course of antibiotics.
Shes says :Yeah, thats what I told them downstairs, but they wouldnt listen."
Me: Um, ok? Well, they started you on *antibiotic medication* downstairs so you'll be due again tomorrow evening.
Patient: I DIDNT GET ANY ANTIBIOTICS IN THE ER.
Me: Ma'am..according to my papers you did, I can double check but im abut 99% sure you received something. (She did, I had just looked at my papers before I walked in).
Pt: I DID NOT
Me: They put it in your IV, you may not have noticed.
Pt: I DID NOT!! They GAVE ME NOTHING! I DONT EVEN HAVE AN IV!
Me: * I lift up the patients left hand and point at it* This is an IV site. You have one. Its right here * I then look over to the IV pump and see a now empty antibiotic syringe empty, so I unhook that and show it to her* This is the antibiotic, its empty, my report says you received it, its in the computer and its right here...You got an antobiotic in the ER.
Pt. That syringe is NOT MINE!!!!!!
Me: Fine. *I walk out*
Im not going to argue with someone who will not listen.
I later hear her telling the doctor that no one gave her antibiotics yet and she has a bad infection..
. Doctor knew better.
Later she rings her call bell. I enter.
Patient says to me: I need *random heart medication*..I cant breathe.
Me: You do realize that *med she asked for* doesnt help you breathe?
Patient: Yeah it does.
Me: It does not, put on this Nasal oxygen tubing, itll help you feel better.
Patient: I dont wanna put it on.
Me: Then you wont be able to breathe. *glare of doom begins now*
Patient: I need *med*
Me: No.
Patient: But... *random excuse*
Me: No.
Patient *random med comment*
Me: Wear this oxygen. Now.
Patient: Jeez..FINE! *puts on nasal cannula*
Me: *Leaves silently.*
I had to send the aide in there to taker her vitals b/c i literally couldnt stand to look at her anymore.
There were more tinier tidbits of stupidity throughout the night. She insisted we check her blood sugar every half hour b/c she was afraid of it getting too low. I told her no. She got pissed but whats she going to do? I run the show...well, her show anyways.. Lol.
Ohh! Bonus points to the patient in the room in the corner. He was primarily spanish speaking and liked to curse out other spanish speakers about how we were all bitches and assholes and devils and needed to burn in hell.
I was kept out of his room b/c they thought I looked spanish and it would be obvious that I spoke it?
Lol. So, I was spared that particular little bundle of joy. Although he did cuss out the previous night nurse who was talking to him via a translator phone. Its kinda like the deaf relay, but with no typing. The poor translator had to call the nurse a bitch and tell her she was stealing the patients pain meds b/c thats what the patient was saying. 
At least she thought it was funny.
Run of the mill stuff. I start asking a history.
First, she has no idea what medications shes on. Now, this is extremely common with people..IDK about you, but I always know what Im taking and why. So, fine, we'll just have to figure something else out for her.
I explain she has *insert random infection here* and will be put on a course of antibiotics.
Shes says :Yeah, thats what I told them downstairs, but they wouldnt listen."
Me: Um, ok? Well, they started you on *antibiotic medication* downstairs so you'll be due again tomorrow evening.
Patient: I DIDNT GET ANY ANTIBIOTICS IN THE ER.
Me: Ma'am..according to my papers you did, I can double check but im abut 99% sure you received something. (She did, I had just looked at my papers before I walked in).
Pt: I DID NOT
Me: They put it in your IV, you may not have noticed.
Pt: I DID NOT!! They GAVE ME NOTHING! I DONT EVEN HAVE AN IV!
Me: * I lift up the patients left hand and point at it* This is an IV site. You have one. Its right here * I then look over to the IV pump and see a now empty antibiotic syringe empty, so I unhook that and show it to her* This is the antibiotic, its empty, my report says you received it, its in the computer and its right here...You got an antobiotic in the ER.
Pt. That syringe is NOT MINE!!!!!!
Me: Fine. *I walk out*
Im not going to argue with someone who will not listen.
I later hear her telling the doctor that no one gave her antibiotics yet and she has a bad infection..
. Doctor knew better.Later she rings her call bell. I enter.
Patient says to me: I need *random heart medication*..I cant breathe.
Me: You do realize that *med she asked for* doesnt help you breathe?
Patient: Yeah it does.
Me: It does not, put on this Nasal oxygen tubing, itll help you feel better.
Patient: I dont wanna put it on.
Me: Then you wont be able to breathe. *glare of doom begins now*
Patient: I need *med*
Me: No.
Patient: But... *random excuse*
Me: No.
Patient *random med comment*
Me: Wear this oxygen. Now.
Patient: Jeez..FINE! *puts on nasal cannula*
Me: *Leaves silently.*
I had to send the aide in there to taker her vitals b/c i literally couldnt stand to look at her anymore.
There were more tinier tidbits of stupidity throughout the night. She insisted we check her blood sugar every half hour b/c she was afraid of it getting too low. I told her no. She got pissed but whats she going to do? I run the show...well, her show anyways.. Lol.
Ohh! Bonus points to the patient in the room in the corner. He was primarily spanish speaking and liked to curse out other spanish speakers about how we were all bitches and assholes and devils and needed to burn in hell.
I was kept out of his room b/c they thought I looked spanish and it would be obvious that I spoke it?
Lol. So, I was spared that particular little bundle of joy. Although he did cuss out the previous night nurse who was talking to him via a translator phone. Its kinda like the deaf relay, but with no typing. The poor translator had to call the nurse a bitch and tell her she was stealing the patients pain meds b/c thats what the patient was saying. At least she thought it was funny.
I AM the evil bastard!
I know patients who need one!
Yep, my veins are that bad! A second try did cost a pack of cookies (3 or 4 times), third try was cake (only once), noone needed a 4th try, phew.
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