I wanna call in today and rot and lay here.
I had a fun pt yesterday. She was in some pain but ok to get to bed herself, just said "Need a little work 'n bad words" so literally she gets up and starts cussing 'til she sits down again.
She says "Aint no harm done, wasn't aimed at anyone in particular, right?"
The nurse, CNA and I all agreed. She was on contact isolation, so we're all in there in our canary yellow gowns/gloves etc and I have a few minutes to wipe down my stretcher before I go back out in the hallway.
We all get talking. Patient says "I worked in a bar for years, putting money away for school so I could be a CNA... lemme tell ya: Way different language used, almost hadda quit talkin' altogether for a couple months!"
The nurses nod and smile and laugh a little. I said "Sister, you're not kiddin'. I worked at a motorcycle shop for a little bit before working here."
She busts up laughing and said "I bet every time you pinched your hand or something you hadda bite back a "MOTHER#$%*ER!" this and "SUNNOVA#$%*!" that!"
I gave her a knowing smile "Oh you know it!" ....(still have to, omg.)
So next to these very snow-white, suburbanite nurses, we have a rural-girl kinda conversation. The nurses were amused.
"So you're a biker #$%*, huh?" patient was interested.
"Oh, honey, I've got my own bike."
"You ride a harley?"
"Noooo, a Honda."
"*fake gasp* Once I get outta this hospital room, we're gonna have to fight then."
I put up my dukes and grin. "Well, to be fair, it's an old one, still has some soul- not onna these cheap pieces of plastic crap they put out now." ( "crap" was ok because a nurse had said it earlier.)
"Well, alright then!"
Banter goes on for a little bit and she says she'll have to get on the back of a bike again at some point before she dies. She's at end stage renal disease so it might not be very long.
"I'm gonna have to see you on your bike onna these days, missy."
I say "Not a problem with that, I ride it everywhere. I think you might know me if you see me- a little tiny thing on a big ol' honda-4 bagger."
"You've got a bagger? Shoulda said so in the first place. Forget the harley thing, you're ok in my book!"
I said "Hon, that thing's a lazyboy on two wheels. Anywhere a harley wants to cruise, that bugger can keep right up for miles and miles. - and for maybe a quarter the price."
"Well, then! Maybe hondas ain't so bad! I'll see you 'round, kiddo!!!"
I get called kiddo a lot. it's funny, though, that bike has helped me 'connect' to so many people it's kinda silly. I love it.
