One more musing....

Funny story this week from work. It occurred after my last post and it was too funny not to share. I got floated to another floor last Sunday, a medical/oncology floor. One of my patients had dementia and was really confused. He talked and jabbered on all day but his sentences didn’t make sense. For example, at one point during the day he was telling me about the "different shaped lights on the door over there" and he kept counting them. (there was nothing on the door) Anyway, so he had to be turned and positioned every two hours because he was completely immobile. (No bedsores for my patients thankyouverymuch.) The physical therapist was in working with him and I asked if when she was done she’d help me turn him onto his side. I was closer to his backside supporting his body so he was facing the physical therapist. At that point, he looks up at her and says in a completely coherent sentence, “Would you take my hand ....and place it on your breast?” I just about died. Did he really just say that? She just looks at him and says, um…no. What the? He didn’t make a complete sentence the whole day and he comes up with that? So funny.