Sunday, August 9, 2015
Many of you know that I work as a nurse in a nursing home. I thought I would update you on how things are there. It's been a rough summer! We aren't a big place - we have 60 residents. I love this size, because we all know all of the residents and their families. We learn all their quirks, what they like and don't like, their history... For those 60 residents, there are 10 nurses - 2 work nights, 4 on days and 4 on evenings. We also have a few on call nurses, who really don't want to work much.
This June, one of full time 3-11 nurses fell while at work and injured her knee. She's been off since June, and keeps getting told she needs to be off for longer. Last week she was told it would be at least 6 weeks or maybe longer till she can come back. About 3 weeks after that, a part time day nurse hurt her back at home and had to quit. You can imagine what having 2 out of our 10 nurses out of commission has done to our schedule. On top of that it's summer and there are vacations to deal with.
So - that means I've been working a lot, far too much I think! But, someone has to do it, and most everyone has been helping out. Last week I worked a 13 hour, 15 hour and 12 hour day, in addition to 2 - 8 hours. I've been visiting your blogs, but not commenting as much because of this.
We did get a new nurse hired who is willing to work extra so I think there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
While talking about the nursing home, I thought I would share a story about one of my cute guys there. He's 97, and can get a little anxious, tries to get up on his own which could result in a fall. When he gets like that, I take him with me at the desk if I'm charting. So, he was restless and I brought him next to me in the morning. He asked who I was (he's legally blind) and I told him "It's Mari". He responded "Oh, Mari, I can always count on you", he settled down and sat quietly for a while. In the afternoon, he was getting restless again, so he came to join me. This time he wasn't happy and was calling "Police, police". I asked why he was calling the police, and he told me he was calling to report me. I asked why. "For obstruction of justice - you won't let me get out of here!" "I hope they put you in there for a good long time!" That's how things go - one minute you're great, the next they are sending you to jail. :) Life at the nursing home is never boring!
Posted by Mari at 10:00 PM