A patient who came in with completely unknown (and completely active) TB, who upon further chart searching had a long history as a violent stalker, necessitating stints in both a state psychiatric facility and a federal prison. He told me I was the nicest nurse he had ever had.
A step-dad who made his wife and biological son watch as he poured tabasco sauce into the mouth of his five year old step-child. When he tired of that little game, he bit the child all over until his jaw hurt. Mom started crying, so he beat the hell out of her. When they came in, the five year old said "Dad threw mom into a wall. It was cool."
A drunken, suicidal midget who flashed every cop who entered her room. (And there lot of them). It took seven people to hold her down to medicate her, while she screamed at the top of her lungs for either her attorney or George W. Bush to come and save her.
You can't make this shit up.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Posted by the rotten correspondent at 12:02 AM