Moved on to see a guy who's been having chronic nausea and vomiting over the past few weeks with new weight loss. After some investigating, I find out that he used to be homeless. Why is that pertinent? He's entered a new level of dementia and is now rummaging in other people's trash cans and eating rotten food. Yum. Oh the joys! Maybe if I put cans of Ensure in his garbage can he will find them and gain his weight back?
And finally, to end my day - a lady with a leg amputation tells me "When I get out of here, my first stop is the courthouse to change my name to Ilene. Second stop is to find a new job at IHOP." I didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad, so I did a little of both.
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