Groceries

working in the medical/surgical/neurological/trauma ICU of this here fine hospital has been interesting. i never would have thought that i could compare working here to working at a grocery store, but tonight, on my side of the floor, we have vegetables. that is what we are taking care of. a turnip over on 27 that is engaged to a young woman. in my room, i have a pumkin that occasionaly moves it's arms. all around are different kinds, eggplants, carrots, potatoes.....

why would a young woman want to marry a turnip? granted, the turnip used to be a man, but he ran off the road helmetless on his motorcycle, and now is a turnip. man, denial looks like no fun.

in other news, people who don't bathe start to smell bad. and those foam wipes that you dip in warm water and then use on the patients, the kind that you 'don't' have to rinse off with water? you know the kind? yeah, they suck. they just make the BO smell worse. seriously. it's dial or nothing for getting the stink off of people.

also, neuro pts have a musky smell to them, so i've been told. i'm actually not that worried about assigning distinguishing characteristics to the different brands of stink that ICU pts have, right now, midshift, i just hate'em all.

well, time to go take care of my vegetable.