I can be nice, and I have been, for the last three days, the epitome of kindness.
[rant] You can be rude, crabby, ungrateful, passive-aggressive; You can barrage me with questions, while I am trying to pull up your MAR, or page the physician. Your family can stand 3" from the bed while I'm trying to change linens; you can pull the emergency cord in the bathroom, even though I'm 6feet away and you can see me; and you can use your call light every 29minutes; You can play the woe-is-me card all you want... But after 3days of wiping your butt and listening to you whine and moan about everything under the sun, am I allowed to hate you?
Dont' worry, I'm still smiling on the outside