More Night Shift Fitness
Our Pharmacy is down in the basement. I usually take the stairs when I'm going down to pick up meds for a patient, but I just didn't feel like it tonight. As I was waiting for the elevator to come down from the 3rd floor, a 50-ish gentleman walked past me and opened the door to the stairwell.
I glanced up at him and realized that I was waiting for the elevator while a man with one leg, on crutches, just went up the stairs.
I took my fat ass down the stairs.
4 comments:
snicker. It wasn't funny, but still you made me laugh, 'cause only something like that gets me jump-started sometimes....
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I totally hear you! When I was participating in a "medically supervised diet program" I would always take the stairs up and down and I tried to encourage all the other patients to walk with me. Almost none of them did!
And they wondered why *I* lost 85 pounds (and have kept it off) and they actually gained weight.... Hmmm...let me think about that. :)
I have this mental image of bespeckled, evil pharmacists in the basement of a hospital, cackling gleefully while they concoct evil meds that nurses will blindly pass. . .
oh, wait. That's my hospital. I'm sure your pharmacists are perfectly nice, and sane. . .
Waited with three people for elevator and they said lets take the stairs--I was gonna protest, but I really didn't have a leg to stand on.
Amazing what people do and overcome with what WE perceive as Handicaps--and they perceive them as life and opportunity to overcome!!
John
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