SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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So I show up for work today and start getting things ready. The off going Aides, all three of them, are sitting at the Nurses Station surfing the Internet. I check the census and make sure all patients are accounted for. Then I check the work logs and find I'm the only Aide on the floor. Oh joys, oh rapture.
Then I notice a notation in the book. Looking closer at it I see that I'm also to be working the desk and helping the Charge Nurse. I start laughing which causes a few heads to turn.
I grab my worksheets and get what report I can from the three off going aides. Mainly I'm told the patients are there and alive. No information on who has a Foley or JP's. No information on diets or who can help with what. Hell I don't even find out who is on Isolation. IN other words I'm going in cold. All I know is who my R.N.'s are.
Well I could be cussing and fussing but that wouldn't make sense. It certainly wouldn't change things and the patients do need to be cared for. I get going.
21 patients later I finish the vital signs and know what I'm facing. 10 Total care patients with 8 Foleys. Two of these patients have to be turned every two hours to prevent Bed Sores. Of the other 21 patients two are self care, the rest require assistance. The two self care patients are slated for discharge but they will be replaced with three admits from the E.R.
Many of my patients are getting blood, Chemo or both. This means the R.N.'s will be busy. Time to get cracking. I set up a list of priorities and get moving.
The Total Care patients come first. They are bathed, moved and cared for. All Catheter Care is done and documented. (Hell everything is documented.) The Rollers are repositioned and cleaned as needed. I'm running like a damned fool answering call bells during this.
Next comes the Assists. They too are bathed, walked and otherwise taken care of. Their beds are made and they are as comfortable as I can make them.
My admits come in and they are made comfortable. Two of them turn out to be totals that need to be cleaned up. This is done. Time is marching on and I'm leaving smoking footrints in the halls.
At noon I do another set of vital signs as well as checking the Blood Sugar Levels of those that need it done. Set them up for lunch and back to work. Take bites out of my snadwich on the fly as I move from room to room. Still I'm answering call bells. Get this patient back to bed, give this patient a Bed Pan. Help this one to the commode and back. Document all.
By 1430 all patients have been cared for and I'm running on fumes. There's still more to be done though. GRab a cup of coffee and load it with sugar for the energy. (Yuck.) Behind the Nurses Station I go. Graph the patients temperatures and print out the paperwork needed by night shift. Put all of the lab results that have come in so far into the charts. All while answering even more call bells. This person wants a soda, this one wants a cup of coffee, this one wants back to bed and this one wants a Bed Pan. Keep moving and finally finish the coffee even though it's cold.
1500 rolls around and it's time to do yet another set of vitals as well as Blood Sugar Checks. Check in four more patients, two of whom are total care and filthy. Once more do Catheter Care on the patients that need it. Answer more call bells. Finish with this and Graph the temps again. Post more labs to the charts then back to the floor while answering the bells. Empty Catheters and Drains. Get more Ice Water for this one and another Soda for that one. Make sure the rooms are clean and orderly. Make sure the linen carts are stocked.
1830 comes around and it's time to give report to the oncoming Aides. They arent there yet so answer a few more bells. Opps this patient has messed themselfe for the fourth time today, clean them up and back to give report.
The Aides finally drag in at 1855 and are pissed. They want to know why I didn't set up their Ice Water for them. There are once again three of them. I give them report and am taken to task when another patient calls and says they need to be cleaned up. Why didn't I clean this patient up? They are going to make sure I am reported for this. So what else is new?
Then they start in on their other complaints. This one doesn't have their Stethescope, can she borrow mine? (No) This one didn't bring in a pen, can she have mine? (Hell no, it was a gift from my wife.) The litany goes on and on.
Then one of them tells me they need some time off and wants me to cover for her on a Sunday Night. Our Supervisor has told her that it was okay with her. I laugh and tell her that just wasn't going to happen and she gets pissed. She can't understand my not wanting to take her hours as well as mine. When I try to explain to her that this would mean my working 36 hours straight she didn't want to hear it. I was not being a Team Player and was doing this just because I didn't want her to go to a concert in Miami. She was going to report this to the Supervisor as well.
As I head for the Time Clock the Charge Nurse comes up to me and tell's me I'm going to be the only Aide working tomorrow again. She tried to get another Aide but none are willing to come and work on our floor. (I wonder why?) I just shrug, what else can I do?
So tomorrow is going to be another day from hell and then on Monday I'll have my ass dragged on the carpet to defend my actions. There are some days when I wonder why I do this kind of work.
Cat
Then I notice a notation in the book. Looking closer at it I see that I'm also to be working the desk and helping the Charge Nurse. I start laughing which causes a few heads to turn.
I grab my worksheets and get what report I can from the three off going aides. Mainly I'm told the patients are there and alive. No information on who has a Foley or JP's. No information on diets or who can help with what. Hell I don't even find out who is on Isolation. IN other words I'm going in cold. All I know is who my R.N.'s are.
Well I could be cussing and fussing but that wouldn't make sense. It certainly wouldn't change things and the patients do need to be cared for. I get going.
21 patients later I finish the vital signs and know what I'm facing. 10 Total care patients with 8 Foleys. Two of these patients have to be turned every two hours to prevent Bed Sores. Of the other 21 patients two are self care, the rest require assistance. The two self care patients are slated for discharge but they will be replaced with three admits from the E.R.
Many of my patients are getting blood, Chemo or both. This means the R.N.'s will be busy. Time to get cracking. I set up a list of priorities and get moving.
The Total Care patients come first. They are bathed, moved and cared for. All Catheter Care is done and documented. (Hell everything is documented.) The Rollers are repositioned and cleaned as needed. I'm running like a damned fool answering call bells during this.
Next comes the Assists. They too are bathed, walked and otherwise taken care of. Their beds are made and they are as comfortable as I can make them.
My admits come in and they are made comfortable. Two of them turn out to be totals that need to be cleaned up. This is done. Time is marching on and I'm leaving smoking footrints in the halls.
At noon I do another set of vital signs as well as checking the Blood Sugar Levels of those that need it done. Set them up for lunch and back to work. Take bites out of my snadwich on the fly as I move from room to room. Still I'm answering call bells. Get this patient back to bed, give this patient a Bed Pan. Help this one to the commode and back. Document all.
By 1430 all patients have been cared for and I'm running on fumes. There's still more to be done though. GRab a cup of coffee and load it with sugar for the energy. (Yuck.) Behind the Nurses Station I go. Graph the patients temperatures and print out the paperwork needed by night shift. Put all of the lab results that have come in so far into the charts. All while answering even more call bells. This person wants a soda, this one wants a cup of coffee, this one wants back to bed and this one wants a Bed Pan. Keep moving and finally finish the coffee even though it's cold.
1500 rolls around and it's time to do yet another set of vitals as well as Blood Sugar Checks. Check in four more patients, two of whom are total care and filthy. Once more do Catheter Care on the patients that need it. Answer more call bells. Finish with this and Graph the temps again. Post more labs to the charts then back to the floor while answering the bells. Empty Catheters and Drains. Get more Ice Water for this one and another Soda for that one. Make sure the rooms are clean and orderly. Make sure the linen carts are stocked.
1830 comes around and it's time to give report to the oncoming Aides. They arent there yet so answer a few more bells. Opps this patient has messed themselfe for the fourth time today, clean them up and back to give report.
The Aides finally drag in at 1855 and are pissed. They want to know why I didn't set up their Ice Water for them. There are once again three of them. I give them report and am taken to task when another patient calls and says they need to be cleaned up. Why didn't I clean this patient up? They are going to make sure I am reported for this. So what else is new?
Then they start in on their other complaints. This one doesn't have their Stethescope, can she borrow mine? (No) This one didn't bring in a pen, can she have mine? (Hell no, it was a gift from my wife.) The litany goes on and on.
Then one of them tells me they need some time off and wants me to cover for her on a Sunday Night. Our Supervisor has told her that it was okay with her. I laugh and tell her that just wasn't going to happen and she gets pissed. She can't understand my not wanting to take her hours as well as mine. When I try to explain to her that this would mean my working 36 hours straight she didn't want to hear it. I was not being a Team Player and was doing this just because I didn't want her to go to a concert in Miami. She was going to report this to the Supervisor as well.
As I head for the Time Clock the Charge Nurse comes up to me and tell's me I'm going to be the only Aide working tomorrow again. She tried to get another Aide but none are willing to come and work on our floor. (I wonder why?) I just shrug, what else can I do?
So tomorrow is going to be another day from hell and then on Monday I'll have my ass dragged on the carpet to defend my actions. There are some days when I wonder why I do this kind of work.
Cat