there’s a lady on my unit, she’s not my patient, she’s not in the section i’m working in, but i’ve seen her before and i’ve talked to her and i know a bit of her history, let’s call her Nancy*. she’s been identified as violence risk. she yells, she get’s worked up easily, she can be really mean, she swears at people, she’s resistant to car, and she’s been know to hit staff members. she isn’t oriented; i’ve never seen her on a day where she’s been oriented. sometimes she knows she’s in hospital, sometimes she thinks the hospital is her home, and sometimes she doesn’t know where she is but she knows it’s not right. she often thinks that all the staff are her children and she has to take care of them. “you don’t need to ask me, i just want to know where you’re going and that you’re safe,” was something that she said to me once. she has dementia.
she’s aap. aap stands for “assessed awaiting placement”. usually these patients are waiting for a spot in long term care, but they could be waiting for assisted living, supportive housing, rehab, etc. Nancy has been on our unit for months. there’s not spot in long term care for her. because of her behaviour there aren’t many facilities that can give her he one-on-one care that is sometimes needed to manage her behaviour. the main reason she’s still in hospital is because we need to get her behaviour under control.
before she came into hospital she lived at home with her son, but her behaviour was difficult at home as well and her family didn’t know how to handle her. she would wander away from home, she was violent, sometimes with her grandchildren, she would yell, and her kids would yell back. it wasn’t good for anyone for her to be at home any more
in clinical recently, i happened to walk past her door. she was sitting in a chair with a tray on it, presumably so she couldn’t leave her room and bother other patients, which she has in the past. her hair doesn’t have foot rests. she’s not a big lady, and when she sits in the chair her feet don’t touch the ground. she found this uncomfortable.
i went into her room, chatted with her for a bit, and figured out what was bothering her. she asked me to comb her hair, and i did, which she was really happy about. she told me about how recently she had seen herself in the mirror recently and cried because she didn’t like how she looked. we talked a bit more, and then i went and got her a foot stool which she was really happy about.
i say with her and talked for a while, and while i was sitting there with her an ecg tech walked into the room. i knew this would be a challenge. Nancy is often resistant to care. the ecg tech came in and the three of us started talking. the ecg tech explained why she was there, that she wanted to put the leads on so the doctor would could take a look at Nancy’s heart. “he knows what’s going on with it he has the whole time i’ve been in here!” she would say.
they wanted to do a 24 hour holter. i think the ecg tech knew that the leads probably wouldn’t stay on for a whole day. “just try it,” we said, “you can take it off if you real don’t like it, but it would help the doctor to know what your heart is doing.” it took about four tries for her to put the leads on, and probably took a little under half an hour. we had four separate conversations and i’m not really sure what happened in any of them.
after we got the leads on her, her son arrived. having her family around always grounds her. it makes her so happy. her son is probably her favourite person in the world. he got her up, and took her to get a coffee and she was in a great mood.
the leads might actually stay on today.
*names and identifying details have been changed to maintain patient confidentiality