Published Apr 25, 2016
WinterLilac
168 Posts
I just read an Aussie poem. It goes:
You're the Gold to my Coast, the Vegemite to my toast
The sea to the sand, the beer in my hand
The thong to my foot, the Rhonda to my Ketut
The kanga to my roo, the barbie to my q
The Wi to my Fi, the sauce on my pie
The harbour to my bridge, the lamingtons in my fridge
The heat to my rash, the grog to my stash
The Holden to my Ute …
And it got me thinking... The people on AN are some of the wittiest I've ever encountered. Perhaps we can make our own Nurses poem this way!
Shall I start?
You're the black pen to my chart
The stethoscope on my heart ... who wants to continue?
emtb2rn, BSN, RN, EMT-B
2,942 Posts
The foley to my urinary retention, the 4 points to my psychiatric detention.
The rules to my best nurse practice
The defib when I'm cactus
roser13, ASN, RN
6,504 Posts
You're the bag to my stoma,
Chemo for my lymphoma.
Farawyn
12,646 Posts
You're the anorexia to my bulimia, and the Clinda to my septicemia!
You're the clamp to my bleeder;
The matzo at my Seder.
You're my bowel function and my trach suction.
cracklingkraken, ASN, RN
1,855 Posts
You're the oxygen to my breaths, the asystole to my death.
NightNerd, MSN, RN
1,130 Posts
You're the flush to all my lines, the halo traction for my spine.
The olanzapine to my psychosis
the membrane to my osmosis
Keep it coming folks, I'm crying here, awesome! - plus I should be working but the olanzapine to the psychosis is currently working ;-) I'm compiling it all into a poem and will post when (if) this thread finishes!!!
You're the tele for my heart, the Vicks for the C-diff farts.