Steph's Glass is Half Full

Optimistic (and often pessimistic) raves and rants about the many things that can go wrong with an old house, cats who leave me hairballs each day, a job I love but get burned out with and my wonderful husband who I at times, want to hiss at. Also included are my yays and nays about my travels into the world when performing necessary tasks such as grocery shopping, being thrown together with complete strangers, thrown together with strangers and their strangeness.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Crap Crap Crap

My job requires me to clean up dog and cat feces and urine. Usually easy except when a dog has parvo virus with blowout bloody diarrhea. That is a pain to clean up, but after today I will view the parvo diarrhea as a walk in the park.

A client told the receptionist she had an accident in the bathroom. The receptionist called to us in the treatment area for a clean up in the front restroom. Everyone else was busy and couldn't leave, so I said I would do the clean up. In the future I will be very wary of what I volunteer for.

When I opened the door to the bathroom, my jaw dropped open in an "Oh my god" disbelief state and I thought, "How do I clean this, where do I even start"? What I said out loud was "Crap". And yep, it was a lot of crap all over the bathroom.

The client had diarrhea and missed most of the toilet. I was viewing feces all over the toilet seat and a big puddle of diarrhea on the floor with smears of it covering most of the floor. It was splattered three feet up all four walls and the back of the door. There was poop on the underside of the sink, on the mirror above the sink and all over the trash can. I saw skid marks from the person slipping in the crap and footprints leading down the hallway into the lobby.

Before I opened the door to the bathroom, I checked the lobby to see if it was full of people who would be inconvenienced by a possible plugged toilet and I saw the diarrhea client chatting with the receptionist at the front counter, shuffling her feet on the rug. I thought the shuffling was odd, but we see a lot of odd people. She was wiping the crap off her shoes onto our rug!

The mess was disgusting. I can clean dog or cat feces no problem, but human feces...I am not a nurse for humans and am not used to human blowout diarrhea all over the floor and walls. For those of you who are nurses for humans, I commend you greatly.

I took my shoes off and put on barn boots, Rubbermaid gloves way past my wrists, a surgical mask to stifle the stench and grabbed an armful of towels and a bottle of bleach. Scooped up all of the crap in the towels and tossed them in the garbage bag and then used other towels wet with bleach to wipe away the residue. Scrubbed the walls, door, mirror, sink, toilet and trash can. Then did a bleach mopping of the floor, the hallway and lobby. The lobby rug was rolled and bagged as dirty waiting for our rug company to collect it.

There was no toilet paper in the toilet and the toilet was unflushed. I checked the toilet paper supply shortly before the client's diarrhea blowout. After the blowout, the supply was the same. The client stood at the counter with poop all over herself, wiping her shoes on the rug, chatting with the receptionist while her diarrhea covered the bathroom.

Today's clean up was beyond disgusting and gross and I give a lot of kudos to the nurses of human patients.

1 Comments:

  • At 5:23 PM, Blogger Jaynespace said…

    Yeah, welcome to my world, but that chick sounds mentally ill...

     

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