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Just when you thought it was safe to step out into public again.....
I'm at work. Floated for the first four hours (more on that later), and now back with our closed head injury guy. He fell 20 feet from scafolding, and had brain surgery on both sides of his head. Definately led a sedimentry lifestyle before the accident. Confused as all get out.
I wish I had a camera, a photo would do this more justice, that I can ever give. He has 2 work boots on his feet, with blue hospital socks on. In the socks he has some IV lurl locks, a bottle of baby-powder, and god knows what else. He has a pair of hospital scrub paints on. A gait belt around his waist, and his gown is on backwards. he has a padlock on his gown. How he got it on, I havn't gotten a clue. He has his helmet (dude is missing part of his skull due to the surgery) on his head, that he has decorated with sparkly stickers. He's missing his front teeth.
He's TRYINg to tell me about a business deal with a fence that I would get 1,500.00 out of. He has also offered me, beer, marijuna, among other things.
He's called his friends using the TV remote (they were not home), tried to burn some stuff with his lighter (that got taken away), has moved everything around the room, and now currently is doodling in the phone book.
I can take alot of crazy motherfuckers, but this has got to take the cake.
Oh, yeah, every other word out of his mouth is a swear word. whatever. the joys of individual assignments. Make sure he doens't hurt himself. Orientating this guy is as easy as trying to get an elephant to do a back flip over a pile of peanuts. Not going happen.
I'm at work. Floated for the first four hours (more on that later), and now back with our closed head injury guy. He fell 20 feet from scafolding, and had brain surgery on both sides of his head. Definately led a sedimentry lifestyle before the accident. Confused as all get out.
I wish I had a camera, a photo would do this more justice, that I can ever give. He has 2 work boots on his feet, with blue hospital socks on. In the socks he has some IV lurl locks, a bottle of baby-powder, and god knows what else. He has a pair of hospital scrub paints on. A gait belt around his waist, and his gown is on backwards. he has a padlock on his gown. How he got it on, I havn't gotten a clue. He has his helmet (dude is missing part of his skull due to the surgery) on his head, that he has decorated with sparkly stickers. He's missing his front teeth.
He's TRYINg to tell me about a business deal with a fence that I would get 1,500.00 out of. He has also offered me, beer, marijuna, among other things.
He's called his friends using the TV remote (they were not home), tried to burn some stuff with his lighter (that got taken away), has moved everything around the room, and now currently is doodling in the phone book.
I can take alot of crazy motherfuckers, but this has got to take the cake.
Oh, yeah, every other word out of his mouth is a swear word. whatever. the joys of individual assignments. Make sure he doens't hurt himself. Orientating this guy is as easy as trying to get an elephant to do a back flip over a pile of peanuts. Not going happen.