I had to do a one on one with her at work because she was a fall risk. She is recovering from a long illness and her body isn't always strong enough, but she likes to get up on her own like any teenager would, so she needs constant help. It was the single best day of work I've ever had.
The girl was hilarious, and her recovery really had her spirits up. She knew why I had to be there to watch over her, and she was ok with it unlike a lot of patients. Really she enjoyed the company. She had also figured out the exact wrong things to say to the nurses for her own amusement.
Nurse: "How are you today?"
Daughter: "Oh, feeling a little suicidal... nevermind, I just had to burp."
A comment like that, even in jest drives the nurses nuts. They have to document it, if it keeps up they have to order a psych eval, and it generally just worries the hell out of them. Which is exactly why she was doing it. So I spent all day hanging out with her, watching tv, and comparing practical jokes. At the end of the day she informed me that I was adopting her over Christmas break.
Right now the plan is to send Denise to Memphis to visit her sister, have the new daughter move in, and when D gets back just pretend like she's been living here the whole time.
So far at work they have thrown me right in to some heavy patient loads, lots of work, lots of running around. A day like this though completely wipes out all of those.
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