..if so, it won't be all "healthy food shit"... it's just going to be me. and my thoughts.
because, fuck it. i care about my health.. but i can't force anyone to care about their own..
I haven't written any blogs since i joined the DDC (dead dad club) because I thought he was the only one who read it... he was the only one who gave me feedback on it anyway...
So I have been thinking about how much i enjoy working at my new job... feeling like a real nurse- taking care of people that I don't have to convince to take their meds, because the majority of medical patients WANT their meds instead of thinking it's poison... (which, I wouldn't take my meds if i were schizo. So i can't blame them)... but either way- here goes it!
Reasons I Will Miss Psych Nursing:
1. me: "How are you today, Mister Patient?"
patient (male): "How would you like to have your stomach and
eyes cut out?!?!"
2. me: "Hi cutie pie!!"
Patient (male): "FUCK YOU, BITCH!!!"
3. me: "Here's your medicine."
patient (male): *laying on the floor, convulsing*
"Get away from
me, you Demon!!"
4. patient (female): "You're my favorite hero sandwich!!!!"
5. patient (female): *giggling, staring off into space*
"i think i see jesus."
6. patient(male): *throwing an entire costco- size box of
tampons into the air*
"welcome to my world!.. this is my world..
and you are just living in it.. or is
this your world, and i'm just living in
live long & prosper, my friends.