In the world of hospital nursing, there is not very much that makes me nauseated. But Lorna* got me nauseated.
You see, every once in a while a senior nurse will do something they don’t teach in school. Whether it be an outmoded technique, a time-saving trick, or something completely off-target, it always provides insight into the suspiciously – frighteningly – vast scope of nursing practice. What Lorna did had me thinking one of us had clear missed her calling.
Last year I wrote a rap about one nurse’s outmoded, off-target, time-saving trick (NSFW, ironically). This year I write a limerick about Lorna’s:
Whenever Lorna spots comedones
Something inside her comes undone
She launches her attack
extracts noodles from a back
And sure is proud of what she’s won
*Name changed for anonymity of the offender. Spurred by my facetious goading, Lorna did later obtain an unofficial doctor’s order for the “procedure.” I suggested we fill the crater with iodoform packing; however, the doctor quipped, “One gram of Rocephin should do the trick.” Seems like another limerick is in order.
Mitsu
Thank God for links or that whole post would have been utter gibberish to me.
I once had a dermatologist “operate” on a cyst of mine that had become infected (after I had taken a series of antibiotics). (Actually, I asked your advice about this cyst, now that I think of it, in Vermont or something.) Anyway, the dermatologist managed to remove quite a bit of crap from it. It was kind of cathartic and cool to see all that stuff removed from my body.
Caroline
Hurk!