One night, early in my nursing career, we admitted a patient to our med-surg unit from the ER. He was well into his 90’s, a retired physician and a dapper gentleman, well spoken, great sense of humor. I did his admission paperwork and tucked him in to sleep. It crossed my mind to put the “bed exit alarm” on due to his age, but he seemed 100% “with the program” and I decided not to affront his dignity. A short while later, one of the brand new grads came tearing down the hall in hysterics looking for me. She was stammering and white as a sheet. I entered the room and saw blood everywhere. My alert and oriented little doctor-patient had ripped out his IV, and worse, his foley with an inflated balloon. He was standing there stark naked with blood pouring out of his penis. I thought the new grad was going to faint! We assisted him back to the bed, and I grabbed a washcloth and proceeded to apply pressure to the bleeding penis. He realized what he had done, and was a little sheepish. The new grad said, “Oh my God, are you in pain?” With a twinkle in his eye he said, “No, it doesn’t hurt, but why don’t you wiggle it a little and we’ll see if it still works!”
During one of my clinical rotations in the critical care unit, a patient came in with a police escort. He had ingested some illegal substance and alcohol and had been acting violently for several hours before passing out. He arrives still konked out after ER has figured out what he had ingested, along with large amounts of alcohol. The nurses inform the police officers that if he is to be arrested when he is in a alert state, they have to stay there. We are informed he has several charges against him and they have been looking for him for sometime before this.
Before shifts ends, this man awakens in restraints, and tells the police officers in his room he needs to use the restroom. We ask that one officer stay in his room while he goes, and draw the curtainf or privacy. The man refuses so the police officers decide that since the windows can’t be opened and they’ll be right outside the door, its ok to let him stay in there alone.
We wait and wait for him to get done…waiting…waiting..and finally one of the officers decides to check on him…and lo and behold…HE’S GONE…
2 of the ceiling tiles are missing, we go to call security when we all hear a great crash.
Our guy has fallen through the ceiling 2 rooms down – right on top of a 86 yr old woman recovering from a massive heart attack. Luckily, the woman suffered no injuries, but she did cuss him out something fierce!