sevensonnets

Because only the opinions of one or two people are tolerated here on AN, I no longer will be participating.

You're exactly right, NurseBlaq. For no other reason but to be mean.

Oh, a good precordial thump in a witnessed unstable V Tach situation could break it every time. The first time I did it the old guy looked up and said "Lady, what the devil did you hit me for?"

We need a good ' I've worked here 5 days now and everybody hates me; should I quit? That oughta keep everybody busy for a couple of weeks. But maybe they're all really stuck in the Doldrums north of the equator. Ships get trapped there all the time.

Chiggers! No more naps in the grass/

Makes you almost nostalgic for the pony rides and the little red wagon full of mini hershey bars with a sign One only please, thank you. Oh, and the cool backpacks that even housekeeping and the kitchen staff get honoring them for Nurses' Day.

I don't know how nursing homes work, but I've read lots of horror stories here. Just wait till the entire kitchen staff doesn't show up and you're asked to 'fix breakfast' too.

Oh, the souls can escape if you just leave the door open a sliver.

In 42 years I've had three jobs (been in this one 30 years). I'm no job hopper.

I love it when a patient says "I'm so glad you're here today. I feel safe with you." Makes me glad to see them too!"

One I'll never try again is HELP! I'm locked in the bathroom at McDonald's! One of the sonnets said Good one Mom. Can't you just crawl under the door? The other one said Hang on Mom. The police are on the way! A good one time text is Greetings from Barcelona. Wish you were here! I'll never try HELP!! I'm locked in the bathroom stall at McDonald's again. One sonnet said good one Mom. Can't you just crawl under the door? Another sonnet said Hang on Mom. The police are on the way! flipped them out. Wait

I don't dread April Fool's Day but my boys do! This year mom is planning a sweet little text: Can you pick me up at the airport at 4 o'clock?

Somebody from a local LTC kept leaving me voice mails to notify me of changes in my father's condition, even gave the man's name and details. My father's condition is he's been dead since 1981. I finally called this place to tell them Hey, you're calling the WRONG person, and they wouldn't talk to me because I didn't know the pin!! I didn't need it anyway. They called back three days later with the result of the urine culture and his temp was down after two days of ABX.

What'll get you every time is when you pull but the nurse on the other side of the bed doesn't pull. They're thinking about lunch or something.

What about biomedical engineering?