Thursday, oh beautiful Thursday. The one day a week I have to myself. I step into my other life.

Nursing.

I love going to work. I enjoy my job. Snot, poop, complaints and even the crazies. I know what you are thinking. “You only work one day a flippin’ week.” Gimme a break, I do raise The tribe the rest of the week. That counts, right?

Today was a good day. Lets see, The Chief served as the leader. We had Dutchie, The Ghost Whisperer, RN Quinn the Medicine Women and Greg Focker on the front line. There was Giggle Pants, Jenny Jones, My Sharona and The Fashionista covering our backs. And as always, The Bumble giving orders. (I hope all my fellow staff have a good time figuring out who you are)

There was minimal vomit. As always, shit, shit and more shit. And one toilet that blew up.

Of course, I took care of one patient that spoke Spanish. I channeled all my Dora the Explorer powers. Come on vamanos, you know that we can do it, so come on lets get to it. Oh, charades for twelve hours can bug the hell out of you. To be brutally honest you can get the shits of anything after twelve hours.

No gross stuff to report.

I just want to remind all of you not to be the demanding, call bell dinging, in your damn face, I want the name of your stupid ass manager type of family member. You see, The more patient you are with us RN’s, the more pleasant your stay will be. I can guarantee it.

Can’t we all just get along?

And let me tell you another hint, please and thank you goes a long way. It is like when these people enter the doors of the hospital they lose any manners their mommies taught them. I want to tell them that even The Babe knows the importance of politeness.

And she eats her own boogies!

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