"That girl in 1...I hope she's not pregnant." My coworker was talking to the nurse beside her, a doctor's wife who prides herself on what she perceives to be her superiority over the other nurses.
I'd put a 19-year-old, female accompanied by her "fiance" in room 1. She weighed 300lbs and wore a huge, dirty t-shirt, flannel pajama pants and a pair of work boots. Her medications included a statin drug, an antidepressant and a blood pressure medication, all of which she receives once a month at the free clinic. She was here today for a large, painful, draining abscess, probably MRSA, on her, uh, right love handle. Her last menstrual period? Six weeks ago. I figured it was she they were referring to.
"I know," this from the doctor's wife, "some people just shouldn't be allowed to procrastinate."
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