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July 22, 2002

What a night. I hate taking care of stupid people. That's pretty much what I did all night.

A call light goes off, I walk into the room. "Did you need something?" (Keep in mind it's 2 in the morning and this is my 20th trip into the room) "My leg is stuck. It fell off the bed and I can't get it back up." I walk out of the room after putting the leg back on the bed (pretty sad when you can't even lift your leg up...).

Another call light. "Can I help you with something?" "I stood up to pee and something happened." Wet pants. Change the pants, change the bed. "I want to go outside to smoke." "Last time you went out to smoke, you had chest pain. You are hear because you might have had a heart attack..." Chest pain ensues. And so on.

The night was just silly. As I am running around, the other nurses are sitting there. No offers to help. Nothing. I wasn't on my unit, which probably had something to do with it and I could have asked, I suppose. I just wish I could have patients that are able to think rationally and don't threaten to leave AMA if they don't get to go outside and smoke their damn cigarette. Fine. Leave. Go smoke your cigarette. I really don't care if your chest hurts. I hope I don't have to go back there tomorrow.

And now, I should sleep. I just don't get people sometimes. I am tired of being patient. I am tired of being nice. I can be totally pissed off, but I am so nice and reserved and sweet to them. Sometimes I wish I could just go off. I think I need to get away from old people....

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