Every now and then I will have a patient that makes such a difference
in my life that I will never forget them (sometimes this is not a good
thing, but others its a great thing).
It was a busy night from
the get go. And then one of my patients decides that he is going to be
difficult and go septic. Since this is not a good thing, and usually
requires a lot of extra monitoring, these patients are usually moved off
of our floor. However, this night, the doctors had decided to leave
the patient here. He was stable for the most part. Sure he had a
dobhoff tube, and was very jaundice but he was in great moods.
The
tech and I went in to clean the patient up. As we were in there we
quickly discovered what a character this patient was. He very quickly
joined in with our banter and was picking on us. He asked me to go
dancing and was flirting with the tech. Next thing, we knew he was
romancing both of us by singing us Robert Stewart songs. He was
actually a pretty good singer (or as good as anyone could be with a tube
going down the back of their throat). The night passed quickly with
him being a tease and a flirt.
However, when I came in the next
night, I knew that he was not feeling well at all. He was not his
joking self and would barely say a word at all. I convinced the doctors
that he needed to be moved to a higher acuity. The doctors wanted a
CAT scan before they moved him. The patient was too afraid to go by
himself so I asked the tech to go with him. When he returned to the
floor, it was time to transfer him to the other unit. It was rough
because when he realized he was leaving us, he started to cry and didn't
want to go.
Over the next couple of weeks, the tech and I went
to visit him on the other floor. It was super cute because every time,
we came to visit he would get this huge grin and start to sing us more
songs. It was great to see him improving. He finally improved enough
to go home, and the night before he left I went to see him for one last
visit. He was in the best mood I had ever seen him in. He of course
sang me a few songs and of course flirted and teased. He reminded me
that I owed him some dancing. I laughed and said "Well you never
know". He grinned and said that he would never forget me.
It
was great to feel so appreciated. It was also amazing knowing that I
had made such a difference in this patient's life while he was here at
the hospital. Every time I hear a Rob Stewart song now, it makes me
think of him and his positive attitude while he was here.
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