Poo+epiphany= poopiphany
A LOL came in from the nursing home tonight, with a complaint of N/V/D x 2 days. Skin and bones little thing with a PEG-tube. We got the IV and labs, gave her some Zofran, and did a CYA EKG. Then, of course, she needed a catheter.
So I got all geared up for the puddle of poo that is the geester diarrhea diaper. I pulled back the sheets, peeled back the plastic tabs (cheap, generic geester diapers suck!), opened it up, and was met by......
BABY POO!
If I'd thought about it, I would have remembered that the stuff they put through those PEG-tubes is just the geester version of baby formula. So it makes geester baby poo. I had forgotten. (Or maybe I've blocked out all my nursing home memories.)
And she was so little, we just lifted her butt up like a big baby.
And what did she say to all this? "I'm so cold, but my pee is so hot!" I swear. I think she had a touch of dementia.
OK, maybe it's not an epiphany. But it is funny.
3 comments:
warm blanket on the way...
Cleaning up poo is one of the least favorite tasks I can think of. The lingering stink is what is the bomb (no pun intended).
When will they build hospitals with windows that open near every bed ??? Or at least ventilation systems that really work ?
I've been all geared up to have to clean up poop during my clinicals at the nursing home, but still haven't encountered any... not that I'm complaining...
I will never forget the day that I did an x-ray on a pt at a nursing home and she peed all over my cassette. I was not expecting this. You never realize how many nooks there are in an x-ray cassette until you have to clean the pee out.
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