Another thing....Yesterday, my shift is half over and the bowel obsessed patient's family comes in for a visit. There was the wife, who was nice enough and then the son - yikes.
Some of these patients come from the woods of West Virginia and not the sharpest knives in the drawer. The sone was a particular dunce that I could not escape from fast enough. He accompanies his mother to the unit and procedes to stop outside to room to engage in a chat with me. At one point I tell him, "go in the room and visit" so he will leave me the fuck alone. He did not take the hint, so I seek and escape route via a call light down the hall (not my patient).
The idiot follows me!! I am like WTF!!! I had to close the door to the other patient's room for this WV inbred to get the clue.
The patient only wanted his table closer to his bed and was somewhat confused when I came in and closed his door and waited a few minutes (to ensure I had escaped Jethro). Once the coase was clear, I took off in a different direction.
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