Actual I have been known to do the other way.
After a blissfully unaware cardiac arrest, brain injury, coma back about 7 years. When I emerged from the coma it took me about 3 days to become verbal again. A nurse came in and said, “let’s get that cath out of you.“
I started melting down ,” I am incontinent you don’t need that hassle or extra work.”
She countered with, “You don’t think I was aware I would have diaper duty when I became a nurse. It’s in my job description."
I said, “That’s fine if I was a baby or I was 84, but you shouldn’t be creating work for yourself with a 45 year old. Your not paid for that.”
”Being 45 and not 84 does not get you a pass as any less deserving of me doing the job I signed up for, and it would be illegal , under federal law you can not be cathed because your nurse is lazy. You no longer require it, we can diaper you just fine."
As you can probably tell I was still not aware it had been months since I went to bed in my last memory before my heart stopped. I had no idea what my body had been through. I had the greatest power nap the body is capable of.
I was destined to have that cath removed and it was somewhat self defensive of me trying to not be a bother to others. Because, deep down, I am somehow still unworthy of basic care. Other people need it more, type of deal. I am slowly trying to bring myself to accept the dignity of me being worthy of the care i used to provide. We all have some kind of big or small mental illness. That is mine, but I am working on it .