Sometimes Work Stinks

I was hit in the face with a telephone by one of my dementia patients today.  The patient was lying on her side facing away from me.  As I was trying to straighten out her covers, she swung her arm behind her with a phone in her hand and hit me right above my nose.  Fortunately my glasses caught some of the blow or my nose might have been broken.  Earlier that day she had thrown the phone at me and hit me in the back.

Sometimes work just stinks.  Hopefully tomorrow is better.