Moments on the job that make you cry.

  1. Ok, we did the moments that always make you laugh about work. Now, what has made you cry.
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  3. by   NS_RN
    Very recently on my unit a 62 yr old woman died from scleroderma. She had an only son and a husband who both adored her. I never got to know her, as she died within 24 hours of being admitted. But her dh and ds were so heartbroken. It was so sad, I actually shed a few tears. Something I rarely do anymore.
    Of course, I frequently have days where I feel like I'm gonna cry from the sheer frustration of it all. but thats different.
  4. by   CraftyLPN
    We have had a hospice pt for a while on our floor @ LTC..She passed yesterday morn...the night before..a cna and I were just there holding her hand...and she kept asking us if it was ok to "sleep" now...We told her to do what she needed to...we sang one of her fav bible hymns and she had calmed down consiberably after that....vey sweet and loveable lady
  5. by   ShortFuse_LPN
    After working at the same LTC facility for close to 4 yrs, I almost always cry when one of my residents pass on.
  6. by   shygirl
    I also work LTC and when a resident passes on suddenly, it's sad. When they are very old and have been very sick for a long time, it does not make me sad, but glad.

    Also when the DON yells, that makes me sad.

    Shygirl
  7. by   mattsmom81
    I cried the other night as an agency nurse in a rehab facility. Now my background is acute care and we had received a 42 yo male on days from an elite local hospital...post spinal surgery for rehab.

    He had not had a BM postop (6 days) and the hospital had pulled the foley and he had not voided (12 hours) <<<BIG sigh>>>
    He was distended, sobbing in severe pain...with a fresh postop spine.

    This is just plain poor hospital care and I knew it. When I finally got him comfortable, cathed and enemized/bowel programmed he and his wife were SO appreciative...but I cried because of the poor care. It took me away from my other 9 patients for a long long time....that troubled me because this was all avoidable if good basic nursing care occurs.

    This is the stuff that frustrates me and makes me wonder where other nurses' heads are. Thanks for letting me vent.
  8. by   dawngloves
    I get an admission 30 minutes before my shift ends.
  9. by   researchrabbit
    Taking a history from someone with PTSD. Always so sad.
  10. by   SmilingBluEyes
    A baby is born. I shed a teeny tear each and every time.
  11. by   RN-PA
    I also occassionally get near the point of tears at work just from sheer frustration and stress, during an especially chaotic night. I also cry at home every couple of weeks or months after a build-up of "sadnesses" due to deaths, suffering patients and families, poor prognoses, etc. that are typical on a Med/Surg floor.

    Around 3 months ago, though, I cried at work for the first time in many years. Without going into details, suffice it to say it'd been a particularly rough 3-11 shift, but I had a 90 year old man for a patient who was one of the loveliest, sweetest people I've ever cared for-- always appreciative, smiling, and a twinkle in his eyes. It was 10:30 and I hadn't had a chance to tape report, was still far from being caught up with charting and was upset from the frantic pace, so I was going to ask another nurse to bring this man his sleeping pill and cough medicine. But, everyone else was busy, so I decided to do it myself so I could say goodnight to the patient. As I gave him his meds. and wished him goodnight, he took my hands in his and said, "You're such a good nurse; you care so much and I want you to know that you're in the right profession." I smiled back at him as the tears were beginning to pool in my eyes and said, "You don't know how much that means to hear that tonight."

    I hugged him, and ran to the staff bathroom to bawl my eyes out. I turned on the water in the sink full force so no one would hear my blubbering and didn't realize through my tears that the sink was overflowing. Then I started laughing at the puddle of water on the floor and my wet scrub top where I'd been leaning against the sink. Then I cried a little more, mopped up, and gave report to night shift.
  12. by   tattooednursie
    Okay, I'm ready to post mine. *grabs a tissue for standby*

    It was only my first month of working in the LTC. I began to develop favorites, as most aides do in an LTC. 2 of my favorites were a married couple. The wife had dementia very bad, and the Husband was just getting it. The husband was still oriented enough to sort of know where he was at, and he could still remember what people tell him. Anyways, on a PM shift, he and his wife were both pset over something, and they were crying and everything. I wasn't too clear on what it was about exactly because two different things were being mentioned. The wife was talking about how she feels like she let her family down, and the husband was going on about the 9-11 attacks (I think he had just found out at that time). They wanted me to stay and talk with them, and pray with them, so I did. I spent quite a while in there with them. They were not residents on my hall, but I stayed with them for a while anyways. I had to get back to my hall, and I explained that to them. the wife continued sobbing and said "Come back soon!" and the husband said "Please, promise us that you will come back and talk some more!" And I said, "In 2 hours (7:00) I'll come back to see you. I promise."
    Well, things happened on my hall, and the nurse kept finding things for me to do. I had to do more vitals. i just couldn't come back to the other hall without the nurse "I need you to do something for me."

    8:30 I took my lunch. As I ate i had made up my mind that I would spend the second half of it visiting him and her, provided that they werent asleep asleep. I finished eating and went back down the hall. I noticed his family was down the hall, talking to the nurse. as I got closer, I noticed that they were crying. The man had died.

    I broke a promise to him, and I will never forgive myself for that. I don't make promises to residents anymore that I may potentially break. I felt extreemely guilty that day, it was hard for me to face the family.

    Of course . . . you know me. I had to go beat myself up over this. I was bubbering to co-workers "He was heartbroken! thats what happened! it's all my fault!"

    It was very hard for me to face the next day.
  13. by   ShandyLynnRN
    wow mandi. that IS sad!
  14. by   duckie
    There are many things that make me cry on the job, I am a very emotional person. I have cried with my residents as they have mourned a recent passing spouse, and in some cases a not so recent passing because to some it is a daily ritual to remember and mourn. Just the other night I cried, for my own sadness as I lay next to a dear soul that I knew would be gone by the next shift I worked. Yea, I crawled right in bed with her, held her in my arms and sang to her. I watched the years of age disappear from her face as she relaxed and I knew she was leaving me. When I had to leave her side, I told her that I loved her and that I would see her again someday, and I know I will. There are also happy tears which I frequently share, just because I love them so much. And to be honest, sometimes I am overcome with emotion just because I love what I do so much that I find it hard to believe I get paid to do it. I have made some wonderful friends in my job. Just yesterday my "boyfriend" returned after almost 2 weeks in the hospital. When I got to work, his wife was waiting at the desk for me. We hugged each other tight and cried, as I didn't expect him to return to us. We made a deal, she could flirt with my hubby if I could flirt with hers. She grabbed my hand and took me to her hubby who proceeded to pull me down on the bed and hugged me tighter than a monkeys butt and told me he loved me. Yea, I cry a lot, I love what I do and have many emotions involved with it.

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