So I needed to write a blogpost about this memory before it becomes too far away and I forget.
Sometimes in my previous job I would have a team of patients that varied significantly in age. I could have a patient that is 2 days old to 98 years old(that was actually my oldest patient, and was really in quite good health, she tripped and fell when she was watering her flowers, imagine that at 98 years). When I walk into a pediatric patients room, I don my excited, enthusiastic self and talk my best baby-talk based on what age the child is. I could walk in to my toddler patients room when I first assess them and say, "Hey Punky Brewster or Princess so-and-so, what's wrong with your tummy? Is it mad?" the usually respond appropriately and I can sit on their bed and have a nice, long chat about the boo-boo on their belly.
When I first walk into an adult patients room I'll usually say something like this, "Hi Mr. 'Smith.' I'm Kelsy, I'll be your nurse today. How are you feeling? Any nausea?" They will then respond appropriately and demand a pain pill now.
Well, this one night I had just spent the last hour in a pediatric patients room trying to calm him down enough from the pain he was in (you may be thinking to yourself, where are his parents?....Oh, they were sleeping, snoring actually). I was singing songs and blowing up gloves, saying "Lightning McQueen goes Ka-chow, Ka-chow," pretty much making a complete fool of myself and saying any line from a Disney movie that I could remember. I finally removed myself from the room and went down the hallway to check on an adult patient of mine. I walked into Mr. "Smith's" room and said in my squeakiest high-pitched voice and said, "Hey Buzz, how's your tummy feel?" Eh, oops.....Mr. "Smith" then looked at me and said, "My tummy in fine, but the dressing on my hip is falling off, could you take a look?" I turned three shades of red and had to explain to him that I had three pediatric patients that night, and he was my only adult patient, hence the baby talk. He was very understanding and actually quite sweet about it. Nuf said.
3 comments:
That is funny! Yes, I find myself trying to censor my talk and failing at times. I don't really need to tell people I need to go "potty", I have an "owie" or I saw a cute "kittie" but sometimes I do. :)
As you can tell, I struggle with making any sense!
Let me try and say again: We all have our "nuf said" moments and they are sooooo good to share. THX
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