Had a bleep from a rather stressed SHO on the winter overflow ward to ask me to take blood:
- I'm really sorry, it's just that I was supposed to finish an hour ago and this man needs an INR taking but he's shat all over himself, and the bed, and the floor, would you mind doing it for me?
- Er.. I think I'll wait half an hour for him to be cleaned up, but yes that's fine!
Arrived half an hour later to take the blood to find an innocuous looking (clean) elderly man. First thought - "well you dont look like the type to have recently been entirely covered in faeces". Second thought - "I'm NOT kneeling on the floor".
Pulled the curtains round the bed and started taking blood, when the patient in the next bed started vomiting profusely, much to the dismay of his visiting relatives.
- Bleurgh BLEEUUUUURGH Oh God it's the soup! BLEUUURGH.
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