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(this ended up way longer than I intended, my apologies)
So, theres a certain patient who comes into the ER (unnecessarily) an average of 3 times a week. I'm pretty familiar with him, and hes kind of a pain in the buns so the staff will switch off on who cares for him when he comes in just to keep our sanity.
So, Friday morning, Im getting him ready to be discharged and he just becomes overly, overly flirtacious. Tells me im gorgeous, and just progresses into trying to pry as much information from me as possible: My last name (which is not on our work ID badges for safety reasons), my marital status, if I have kids, where i live etc. Needless to say, he didnt get the info except that I was married (I tried to deter him), but that didnt stop him from asking. I did tell him I wasnt allowed to answer his questions. He tells me if he was 20 years younger he knows he;d have a shot with me etc. :vomit: I proceeded to tell him that if he were 20 years younger, he'd still be too old for me.
Its not the first time something like this has happened, but I ignored it as best I could. I just sent him on his merry way. As hes rolling down the hall on his hoverround, he asks me if im in the next day. I give him a noncommittal answer. Hes asks me to write my name on his discharge papers and i decline, point him to the door and he leaves.
So, the next morning, approx 6am. I see his name pop up in our census. Im the next one down to receive a patient, however I speak with the charge nurse and explain that what had happened. I don't feel like pretending to be friendly anymore. Shes ok with me not taking him, and another nurse agrees to bring him back. Apparently, he was not happy with this. He was expecting to see me. And so persisted to ask for me. He couldn't remember my name, Thank God, but the description he was giving could only be of me, and so he asked. He asked the registration person, the triage nurse, the triage aide, he asked his ER nurse, he asked the other registration person. All had told him I wasn't here.
In reality, the ER frowns on people coming and asking for specific personnel or doctors. So the answer to that question is always, "I cant say", "im not sure" or just plain old "No". The charge nurse became extremely upset when he persisted in asking for me, even when he was told I wasn't there. She calls security.
Security goes in and tells him its against the rules to ask for specific staff. Mr. Creepy gets pissed. He tells them I instructed him to ask for me
. After security leaves, he asks the girl who drew his blood to send me in and that he knew that the staff was just hiding me from him.
Needless to say, I never entered and he was instructed again that i wasn't there. From where he was, there was absolutely no way he would have seen me and hes a pretty bad walker, so he has the hoverround. Id hear him coming from a mile away.
I left that morning before he was discharged, so I wasnt concerned he'd somehow find me and follow me home, Now I just have to avoid him for a while. The nurse manager was there and advised me I could call the city police and attempt to file a PFA. Im not sure how useful thatd be for me, considering hes there all the time. I can just refuse to care for him for a bit til he gets over himself.
Im not worried that he'll show up outside my house or anything, but its a bit disconcerting that I am now the focus of his attention.
ETA: I always have mace on me at all times since I walk home from work, as im not too far.
So, theres a certain patient who comes into the ER (unnecessarily) an average of 3 times a week. I'm pretty familiar with him, and hes kind of a pain in the buns so the staff will switch off on who cares for him when he comes in just to keep our sanity.
So, Friday morning, Im getting him ready to be discharged and he just becomes overly, overly flirtacious. Tells me im gorgeous, and just progresses into trying to pry as much information from me as possible: My last name (which is not on our work ID badges for safety reasons), my marital status, if I have kids, where i live etc. Needless to say, he didnt get the info except that I was married (I tried to deter him), but that didnt stop him from asking. I did tell him I wasnt allowed to answer his questions. He tells me if he was 20 years younger he knows he;d have a shot with me etc. :vomit: I proceeded to tell him that if he were 20 years younger, he'd still be too old for me.
Its not the first time something like this has happened, but I ignored it as best I could. I just sent him on his merry way. As hes rolling down the hall on his hoverround, he asks me if im in the next day. I give him a noncommittal answer. Hes asks me to write my name on his discharge papers and i decline, point him to the door and he leaves.
So, the next morning, approx 6am. I see his name pop up in our census. Im the next one down to receive a patient, however I speak with the charge nurse and explain that what had happened. I don't feel like pretending to be friendly anymore. Shes ok with me not taking him, and another nurse agrees to bring him back. Apparently, he was not happy with this. He was expecting to see me. And so persisted to ask for me. He couldn't remember my name, Thank God, but the description he was giving could only be of me, and so he asked. He asked the registration person, the triage nurse, the triage aide, he asked his ER nurse, he asked the other registration person. All had told him I wasn't here.
In reality, the ER frowns on people coming and asking for specific personnel or doctors. So the answer to that question is always, "I cant say", "im not sure" or just plain old "No". The charge nurse became extremely upset when he persisted in asking for me, even when he was told I wasn't there. She calls security.
Security goes in and tells him its against the rules to ask for specific staff. Mr. Creepy gets pissed. He tells them I instructed him to ask for me
. After security leaves, he asks the girl who drew his blood to send me in and that he knew that the staff was just hiding me from him.Needless to say, I never entered and he was instructed again that i wasn't there. From where he was, there was absolutely no way he would have seen me and hes a pretty bad walker, so he has the hoverround. Id hear him coming from a mile away.
I left that morning before he was discharged, so I wasnt concerned he'd somehow find me and follow me home, Now I just have to avoid him for a while. The nurse manager was there and advised me I could call the city police and attempt to file a PFA. Im not sure how useful thatd be for me, considering hes there all the time. I can just refuse to care for him for a bit til he gets over himself.
Im not worried that he'll show up outside my house or anything, but its a bit disconcerting that I am now the focus of his attention.
ETA: I always have mace on me at all times since I walk home from work, as im not too far.
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