Mary Jo tells her to get his jeans and shoes on. Mary Jo gets the idea to push him against the wall straight across from where the mattress sits. They stand on either side of him, the caregiver thinks of the transfer belt and they throw a T-shirt on him before fitting the belt snugly on his waist. "Where's my smokes", where's my smokes" Donavan asks between wheezes from his dentured filled mouth. He resumes his banter while Mary Joe and the caregiver watch him make a steady retreat to the ground, gravity has allowed his back to slide. "Get him up! Get him up!" Both caregivers lose their bed side manners while pulling him up without giving the patient instruction. Let him to help you, hold his feet against the wall and push, Donavan is focus on Cigs though and barely gets balance on his feet, Mary Jo pushes him hard, for him to stand.
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Free write 5 on Nurse Mary Jo
Free write 5 on Nurse Mary Jo
Mary Jo tells her to get his jeans and shoes on. Mary Jo gets the idea to push him against the wall straight across from where the mattress sits. They stand on either side of him, the caregiver thinks of the transfer belt and they throw a T-shirt on him before fitting the belt snugly on his waist. "Where's my smokes", where's my smokes" Donavan asks between wheezes from his dentured filled mouth. He resumes his banter while Mary Joe and the caregiver watch him make a steady retreat to the ground, gravity has allowed his back to slide. "Get him up! Get him up!" Both caregivers lose their bed side manners while pulling him up without giving the patient instruction. Let him to help you, hold his feet against the wall and push, Donavan is focus on Cigs though and barely gets balance on his feet, Mary Jo pushes him hard, for him to stand.
Mary Jo tells her to get his jeans and shoes on. Mary Jo gets the idea to push him against the wall straight across from where the mattress sits. They stand on either side of him, the caregiver thinks of the transfer belt and they throw a T-shirt on him before fitting the belt snugly on his waist. "Where's my smokes", where's my smokes" Donavan asks between wheezes from his dentured filled mouth. He resumes his banter while Mary Joe and the caregiver watch him make a steady retreat to the ground, gravity has allowed his back to slide. "Get him up! Get him up!" Both caregivers lose their bed side manners while pulling him up without giving the patient instruction. Let him to help you, hold his feet against the wall and push, Donavan is focus on Cigs though and barely gets balance on his feet, Mary Jo pushes him hard, for him to stand.
