Apparently, I have a threshold for f-bombs. You drop a few too many, and mean Mama Nurse comes out.
Had a patient today that was out of control. With a capital O-U-T. Crazy. Who knew that after pains "were so f'ing bad!!!! Just knock me out!!! I can't f'ing take this! I'm done with this f'ing pain! This is f'ing ridiculous!!" were so bad, that it takes IM narcotics to relieve them?
Please take note of the sarcasm in my voice...as any of us who've had children know...after pains hurt. Like a son-of-a-B, but not make you crazy hurt. Not, start throwing things around the room hurt. Not, swear at the nurses hurt.
Especially me. I'm nice! I try! I WAS trying!
So...she got mean Mama. And, by "mean" I mean, firm and respectful.
But...enough with that! (Although, I've gotta say...Mean Mama comes out so rarely that I was shaking like a leaf and my heart was pounding after!)
Onto our Date of the Week!
This week, I'd like to introduce: