Heh heh heh....
What I meant was...the patient calls you in the room and says “Can I have a snack?”
What kind of snack?
“Well, let me think...what am I in the mood for? I wonder...can I have this? Or what about that? What do you think, Wilber?”
What kind of diet are they on?
Diabetic? Mechanical soft? Full liquid, clear liquid?
Really, there’s a lot involved with getting a patient a snack. The wrong thing can cause problems. So a “snack” is really stressful sometimes! Of course, it probably has something to do with having blood vital signs you’re behind on in the next room and the bed alert going off in another because one patient is confusing and insists on “going on onto the back porch for a spell” even with a broken hip.
Heh heh..I’m actually chuckling. It really isn’t a bad job. Just hard sometimes.
Nana kept asking for a Reuben with lots of sauerkraut, and some onion rings.
That was when she was still on a clear liquid diet, but I was thinkin’ “what could it hurt?”
one patient is confusing and insists on “going on onto the back porch for a spell” even with a broken hip.
Well, it'd be easier if he could smoke in his room. ;~)
Heh...just givin’ ya a hard time. ;-)
It’s all rather fascinating to read about second hand! Not sure I could actually handle it in reality, though...
Like I told my brother the other day, sometimes I wish I could go through both med school and law school, but without actually having to practice - just to learn some of the lingo and see some of it all from the inside, but without any responsibility. ;-)