Background information: I'm a CNA, and work in a nursing home. I've been doing this job/type of work for about 5 years.
Story: Come in at 2:30, ready to bust my ass and get shit done. Awesome Day Shift (henceforth referred to as ADS) says today was insane.
One patient on a clear liquid diet. Different patient called 911, stating she was at the grocery store, laying in the parking lot, and no one had stopped to help her. New patient had just arrived at 2.
Dude co-worker (henceforth referred to as PIC, Partner In Crime) is a newer aide to facility.
Getting people up and ready for supper is going alright, but new patient, aka Princess, is on her call light every ten minutes. Why? She wants a walker, because she "can't keep getting around using her bedside wheely table anymore."
Lady, you had pneumonia. You haven't received a PT evaluation yet; I can't give you anything like that until we get that evaluation. Went to Charge Nurse and asked her about it. I was sent on a goose chase to find PT and figure out what the Gorram Hell is going on. PT lady says to leave a note, and they'll figure it out later.
We serve supper at 5. CLP calls me in to change him; fine, 'Tis my job. Didn't tell me until after I had positioned him in a power chair after changing that he wanted to wear different pants.
Get up to supper at 5:15 and get scolded by nurse when I mention I had changed him, d/t her needing to give him a suppository. Sorry, nurse lady, I forgot. I was telling you about his poo, and you yell at me? Whatever.
Supper is served. Dietary aide is leaving and leaves her dirty utensils in the sink without the garbage disposal. Seriously, dietary? Give me more work because you're too lazy to rinse 6 spoons.
Had crazy old lady hit me a few times while I was washing her up. Why, I'll never know. Dementia is a whole other can of worms.
Got yelled at by ex-alcoholic patient and hit because she got herself all worked up over I don't even know what and then threatened to report me because I asked her to calm down.
Got yelled at by CLP because I wouldn't give him tapioca pudding (not a clear liquid, btw), I was trying to get ex-alcoholic patient to bed and wouldn't drop everything and get him jello right after he asked.
Princess was call-light happy, trigger finger everything. You got out of the hospital today, where they were pumping you full of antibiotics. Of course you're going to have the shits.
I had to keep telling PIC what to do and who to do. Nurse lady told me when she was in by cool patient, cool patient pushed call light by accident. PIC stood there for about 15 minutes staring at nurse lady while she worked.
I took a 10 minute lunch break because PIC took like an hour long lunch. Not cool, dude.
Only perks: I have a few decent patients that love me and make the job a bit easier.