…to quote Placebo.
Although, actually, of the above only Bitch came into the repertoire of names I got called today. Other names on the list were fucker, cunt, bastard, witch and, oh yes, evil. We currently have a confused patient who’s made mode of speech is to swear, almost continuously. He also attempts to get out of bed, a process which I must admit I do my best to prevent proceeding. That lead to him swiping at me with clenched fists, which to be fair is probably an understandable reaction. Fortunately I was quick today. Actually I tried to get him a special bed. You can get beds which lower to pretty much floor level; thus meaning that people who are prone to hurling themselves on the floor due to an inability to walk, they – well – don’t fall very far. Unfortunately the trust only owns one, and it’s broken. Which put a crimp in my plan, really.
But it’s all good, because the relatives of the patient in the next bay, well, they were nice to me yesterday, saying how they didn’t really realise what nurses actually had to work through – I guess they still think of nurses as mopping fevered brows, which is kinda true – as long as the fevered brow is attached to someone who’s prone to taking the odd swipe at you and calling you unpleasant names… But anyway, today I got the best compliment ever – they said it was nice to have “a proper nurse who cares about her patients”; and lots of other remarks about how I always seem to have time for all my patients. And how I’m very patient with the chap who’s hurling abuse at me all the time.
And that made me feel pretty good. Then I got home and spoke to Kathryn and that made me feel damn near fantastic :-)
The other comment that popped through my head was about music. I appear to now have a more-or-less-working nipod, although I have to say it’s ability to move through the file system appears to be limited by extreme slowness. Anyhow, because I’ve slightly randomly selected albums based on what I think I might want to listen to in the car – and what I’ve already got in the car on CD – I’ve ended up listening to stuff I’d not heard for ages – which had me singing Terrorist Angel today as I flew down the motorway (Sultans of Ping F.C.) (I also got to sing about Zombie Teenage Punks from the planet Sexy Love). Anyway, it’s been weird to re-hear music that I’ve not heard for a long time (Suede, for example) and to relisten to stuff that I’ve not played. So yeah. Nipod, definitely a good choice there.
