Last night was very possibly the most stressful shift of my working career. In the top 5, at least.
I have a client with extreme OCD issues. Things have been really hard for him just lately, because one of the things that sets him off is snow. Ummm, yeah, we live in MN, so there is plenty of that to make him crazy right now. He wants it GONE. I guess it messes with his sense of what is right in the world.
Yesterday, he went to visit his family and celebrate his niece's and nephew's birthdays. When he arrived home at 10pm, he was hopped up on cake and ice cream and VERY unhappy to be home. He wanted to spend the night with the family.
So I spent the night trying to keep him from going outside in nothing but his boxers, unplugging the toilet (he flushes strange things down the toilet when he is upset), getting called all sorts of names, being pushed and yelled at, and generally taking all sorts of abuse.
Of course, with all this yelling and struggling and flushing going on, the other guys in the house were having a tough time sleeping. Naturally this made them cranky, which for one means that he will rip anything he can find and for the other it means that he will run around naked and pee on things.
Sounds fun, no?
Hopefully they will all be exhausted tonight and sleep quietly. Then I will have THREE WHOLE DAYS off of work, and I intend to sleep them away. I will probably be a little mad at myself if I do, but I think I have earned a little R&R, don't you?