In My Other Life…
Got this in my email the other day, and though I would share. All of you fellow nurses will know how true this is…
Did you hear about the nurse who died and went straight to hell? It took
her two weeks to realize she wasn’t at work!
You know you’re a nurse if… you would like to meet the inventor of the
call light some night in a dark alley.
You know the smell of different diarrhea to identify it.
You’ve been telling stories in a restaurant and made someone at
another table “sick”.
You’ve told a confused patient that your name was that of your coworker and
to holler if they need help.
Your bladder can expand to the size of a Winnebago’s water tank.
You find yourself checking out other customer’s veins in grocery
waiting lines.
You avoid unhealthy looking shoppers in the mall for fear that the y will
drop near you and you’ll have to do CPR on your day off.
Your finger has gone places you never thought possible.
You have seen more penises than any prostitute.
If you are not a nurse and have been sent this by a friend who is, it’s
just to help you understand our mind set and questionable mental
status/sanity. Most of the time we function in spite of this sick
sense of humor, fairly normally and very responsibly. Scary, huh?????
KNOW A NURSE????…..PASS IT ON
February 19th, 2007 at 1:54 am
LOL! Okay, so I am not a nurse, but I was a nursing student at one point (until my family got in the way and decided they couldn’t deal without my undivided attention for another four semesters . . . no, I am not sore about it at all). Anyway, I used to work the nightshift as an aide on the Maternal Child and Pediatrics units. Occasionally I did a stint in psych, er, and med/surg. I could definitely identify a bit. Let’s just say I’ve handled my fair share of biohazard material. Placenta, anyone?!
February 19th, 2007 at 2:07 am
Yes, many of days i come home with totally foul stories for The Big Guy. Sometimes I think to myself, I went to school for 6 years to play in blood, snot and shit all day. Don’t get me wrong, there are many rewarding days and inspiring patients. I am fortunate that I absolutely love what I do, but damn, is it gross and totally frustrating sometimes.