After walking past a room and noticing that the elderly patient is attempting to crawl out the bottom of their bed, seemingly heedless of their IV, chest tube and oxygen...
"Ma'am, where are you going? Is there something I can help you with?"
"Yes, I need my pants. I'm supposed to catch the bus. I'm going to the Big E!"
At this point I'm trying to gently guide her back into bed before she rips the chest tube from her body.
"Ma'am do you remember where you are?"
"I'm at the bus station, but I don't know where my pants are!"
"No ma'am, this is the hospital. You fell and broke some ribs and needed surgery. I don't think you are going to make the big E this year. Besides, it's already November... the Big E is over."
A shocked look crosses her face and she appears to notice my uniform and the appearance of the room around her.
"Oh! Well I guess I don't need my pants then."
"No honey, you don't need your pants tonight."
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