Apr 25, 201610 yr 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 handThe thong to my foot, the Rhonda to my KetutThe kanga to my roo, the barbie to my qThe Wi to my Fi, the sauce on my pieThe harbour to my bridge, the lamingtons in my fridgeThe heat to my rash, the grog to my stashThe 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 chartThe stethoscope on my heart ... who wants to continue?
Apr 26, 201610 yr You are the circumflex, to my left coronary arteryYou're the RCA and LAD, to my triple surgeryyou're the VT to my shockyou're the bundle to my blockyou're the node to my ablationyou're the pacing to my makerYou are the qrs to my every p, Without u? I'd have no t.
Apr 27, 201610 yr Author You are the circumflex, to my left coronary arteryYou're the RCA and LAD, to my triple surgeryyou're the VT to my shockyou're the bundle to my blockyou're the node to my ablationyou're the pacing to my makerYou are the qrs to my every p, Without u? I'd have no t.woohoo!
Apr 27, 201610 yr Moderator You're the tourniquet to my amputation, The chair to my nurses station. The Tegaderm to my IV, The Belmont tubing for my bleed. Who needs dermabond when I have you? The finest medical grade glue. You're the clamshell for my chestThoracotomy to my breast You're the trachea for my tubePassing it without the lube!
Apr 27, 201610 yr Author You're the tourniquet to my amputation, The chair to my nurses station. The Tegaderm to my IV, The Belmont tubing for my bleed. Who needs dermabond when I have you? The finest medical grade glue. You're the clamshell for my chestThoracotomy to my breast You're the trachea for my tubePassing it without the lube! F**** awesome! There was a senior mod called Pixie Who, also an RN was she (or he?)Came to AN at nightWrote a poem at first sightAnd blew us away with poetic tricksy
Apr 27, 201610 yr You're the haldol for my crazy,The call light when I'm lazy.You're the fluids for my burns,The Phenergan for my stomach churns.You're the Colace for my constipation,The lorazepam for my agitation.
Apr 27, 201610 yr You're the sutures to my wound,the trimming to be groomed.I love med surg and all its folks,Even when my med-surg folks start to choke.
Apr 27, 201610 yr Your the C to my diff the Ben gay for necks- that's stiff...gowns to rooms in isolationthe RT for intubation ...c-scope for colorectal cancer prevention lasix pill for fluid retention
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?