I'm so tired, yet not sleepy. I've been up now for nearly 24 hours straight - only because I woke up early this morning. It was a good day - I totally surprised my niece with Libby Lu's. We never made it to Build-A-Bear. I'll have to plan that for another time. I can't believe she's nearly 9 yrs old. I was in the delivery room (standing next to the doctor no less...lol) when she arrived into this world. Time flies...way too quickly.
I came home to find a message from my hospital, desperate for help. They even offered "call-back pay"...whatever that is. I don't know if it's the $100 bonus or time & a half or what. Regardless, it didn't matter as I was busy celebrating my niece's birthday tonight. They also said they need help tomorrow night. I haven't decided yet whether I will pick up the shift or not. I'll see how I feel after getting some sleep today.
One thing I forgot to mention in my last post...the strangest thing I've ever encountered so far in my nursing experience. It is regarding the 49 yr old man with sepsis. When I came into work last Wednesday evening, two women were in the room with him. I figured it was family members or friends...so I left them be while I went to check on my other patients. As I was walking by his room, I noticed the lights were off & the curtain was somewhat drawn. That got my curiosity. I stopped & listened. There was one woman on each side of his bed & they were waving their hands all around & chanting about cleansing his cells & nourishing his body. It definitely seemed like some sort of odd religious ritual. I'm all for spiritual hope & I believe in God, but this was beyond odd. I was not about to walk in that room, however, our respiratory therapist is a brave one. I saw her go in for a minute & come right back out. I asked "What is going on in there?" She was a little freaked out. She said "They are doing a seance or some kind of weird spiritual stuff! I had to get out of there quickly as it was quite bizarre." Just when you think you've seen it all...lol.
I also had an 89 yr old man two nights earlier that continuously praised me for allowing him to have the best night of sleep he's had in years. I didn't do anything. He was basically falling asleep from the time I started my shift & slept until about 6 am. Other than doing an assessment & giving him meds...I simply didn't bother him. He insisted on giving me a hug & he followed it up with a kiss on the cheek. I had some extra time that morning, so I sat with him for about 20 minutes & listened to stories of his past while holding his hand. He reminded me of my grandfather.
I'm exhausted, I need to get some sleep. Ciao!