Can we say, 2 inner ear infections?

So yeah, you're looking at a shoe. This is half of the pair of shoes I bought soley for the ER department. The tennis shoes just weren't cutting it style wise, and all the other girls in there had some pretty neat shoes, so I had to too right?! So, I went to the closest western store here and got me a really cool pair of Roper's that are pink as you can tell and are ostrach skinned. I'm sure it's fake though cause I only paid like 40 dollars for them. Between them and the pink purse and pink monkey heart socks, I was stylin' today. I got some really good compliments on the shoes today when I wore them for the first time. Then, sent them on a wild goose chase when they asked me where I got them. Do you really think I want a bunch of other chickies walking around in my department with the same shoes on? I mean really... we already have to wear these BORING kaki scrubs. I'm trying to talk management into approving the scrubs that are Dickies with just a little bit of camoflauge for trimming and at the top left by your shoulder as just a little decorative logo of the company's brand. Hopefully soon we can get that okay'd.
Anyway, on to bigger and better things. I got a really awesome schedule. I was origionally going to get stuck with a shift like 3p-1130p everyday with thurs/fri off. Now, it's a bunch of different shifts that are a lot closer to the hours of a family oriented person. I am so amazed how things just fall into place when you place your faith in God's hands. In church this Sunday, it was just a lot of reminders of how much He can do for us if we are just patient enough for Him to do his work. We're just usually too quick to react as humans. But, I thought surely... my trainer would take into consideration that if she gives me a schedule where I can see the Squirrel and my husband more... then I'm more apt to stay. And, she seem to be a really nice girl anyway.

I've learned so much in this little period of time that it's just amazing to me! I do have a really funny story that I have been considering sharing with y'all. However, it is something that could offend some readers. So, if you are offended easily... kindly click on the little X at the top right hand of your screen and have a nice rest of the day/night ... whatever the case may be. I say this because it's just too funny to keep to myself any longer. I've been too exhausted when I get home from work that it takes everything in me to get dinner together, make sure my scrubs are washed and ironed for the next day, grocery shop for stuff I want/need to make dinner with, make sure the kid does her homework without withholding info from me. That's her latest thing. Well, I'm just the person to break her of that little habit.

So, on to the story... there's a gentleman in Trauma 9 the other day that I needed to go back and verify all his information with. No sooner did I get back there with my scrubs on (they all ASSume that if you're in scrubs that you're a nurse) and this guy starts telling me all his medical problems he's currently having. I kindly interrupted him without offending him and advised him that I was just there to verify his name, address, birthdate, insurance info, marital status, etc. He then goes on to tell me that he was really feeling like he's gonna puke. So, I got a puke bucket for him and continued to attempt to try to get his information. After the false alarm for the puke, he had to share with me that he had this problem for the last year and just now thought he probably ought to get it checked out. (do you think so Einstein) Whatever. So, I continued with the broken record method asking him his SSN and etc. He insisted to fully inform me of all his ailments, right down to the fact that "half his penis hurts real bad" and that he needs some pain medicine". I advised John Doe that I was unable to help him with that particular issue today, but if he could please consider getting me the answers that I need, I could get him a nurse that might could help him with his penis issues. This was all said with a straight face y'all! It's not to say that I got around the other side of the door and about lost it laughing so hard over what just happened. I shared it with the girls I work with and none of them seemed surprised. We all did wonder however, if a penis is one "unit" (for lack of a better word), then how does just part of it hurt? Is that anatomically possible? I asked my husband about it and he said he's pretty sure the guy was just a "titty baby" and wanted to get attention he wasn't getting at home. God bless the poor man with half a throbbing penis. What's next? LOL!