Monday, February 18, 2008

Theme of the night


The theme of the night was Poop.

Big Poop, Little Poop.

Smelly GI Bleed Poop, Smelly C-Diff Poop.

Poop in the Bedpan, Poop in the Commode.

Poop on the Sheets, Poop in the Depends.

Little Babies making Little Poops, Big Babies making Big Poops.

Status Poopicus on Bed 9, Haven't Pooped in a Week on Bed 12.

I cleaned up more poop in a 12 hour shift than I can ever remember cleaning up before.

My nose hairs are singed.

9 comments:

Simbo, Student RN said...

Maybe if you actually singed your nose hair, that would help to keep the poop smell out?

MonkeySister said...

I hope you were wearing your 'Poop Strong" bracelet! You should get those noseplugs that those synchronized swimmers use. Does it keep the smell out? I wonder... Try it out, let me know...

girlvet said...

poop,poop everywhere a poop,poop...I hate this time of year...

Orthette said...

Am anxiously awaiting a post from teh Dawn wherein she informs you that her poo smells like roses. Really expensive roses, I mean.

Nurse K said...

Everybody Poops...Except the Poor Old Bastard in Room 12" by Taro Gomi

That kid in the illustration on the book looks like he's seconds away from a vaso-vagal near-syncope.

CrankyProf said...

How many poops would a pooper poop
If a pooper could poop poop?

What is the sound of one pooper pooping?

A poop in the pan is worth two in the commode.

ERP said...

I got a call from a friend of mine that his wife had not pooped in 6 days and had given her three enemas already. I should have sent her into your ER...

John McElveen said...

I'm pooped...no shit!


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Mom In Scrubs said...

BWAHAHAHAHA! It's like a Dr. Seuss book.

Status Poopicus...*snort*