On Tuesday, I cared for a patient in his home. He seemed fine, but after taking he and his wife out for lunch he took a turn for the worst. He ate a grilled cheese sandwich and washed it down with an icy coke.For dessert, his wife gave him two scoops of ice-cream.
She and I decided on smoothies at a local Jamba Juice. But as we walked to the car, my patient began to breathe rapidly and gurgling sounds rumbled from his chest. Suddenly he couldn’t stand and collapsed into our arms. Of course his wife became very anxious and asked if I could take them to a nearby hospital. I was reluctant because I knew that, that hospital wasn’t a good one. On the way, I tried to get fluids in my patient to get the mucus to break up enough so that he could breathe easier. He was now frightened and having significant trouble breathing. After a couple of attempts and weaving in and out of traffic, I got him to swallow a few gulps of water. He began to look and sound fine. So his wife decided, “Why not get the smoothies?”
We went to a different parlor where my patients wife bought him another drink. It didn’t have any milk in it, but it was cold. He walked around until it began to rain and then we went home. He also walked around the yard at home for about twenty minutes before it was time for his dinner.
After sitting him down in his chair for dinner he began to shake violently and his face showed us he was in a great deal of pain. He also had trouble breathing again. Well, we got him to a hospital near his house where we found that he had a slight pneumonia. So an eight hour visit turned into a twelve hour thriller and I was scheduled to work that night at a restaurant starting at 10:00pm. My patient is still in the hospital, but rapidly recovering.
I spent about three and a half hours at the restaurant scrubbing and cleaning floors. I was really tired. After work there, a gentleman that I worked with let me know that he didn’t have a ride home. I thought to myself, “Self, you have worked all day. You’re tired and need to go home and sleep.” But instead, I spent another hour and a half taking my co-worker where he needed to go. I had gotten up at 4:30 the day before and went to bed at 4:00 that morning. My roommate woke me up cleaning at 8:00 and I had to get ready for a fitness training shortly after which was scheduled before my next patient an hour and a half away who I had to see from 4:00pm until midnight. Well, I did what I had to do.
Still tired today, my body wants to rest, but hasn’t had much of a chance yet. Maybe I should find a park like Yukiyo and her friend did and get some rest:)