Yay nurses

 One morning in the ICU, I woke up early and glanced at my chest. It was covered in blood.

I was so confused.

I wasn’t in any pain, but blood was everywhere.

I hit the call button and when a nurse I didn’t know looked in, I said, “I don’t know what happened.”

Her response was: “Let’s get you cleaned up,” and while she got some help, I found the problem.

I had ripped out an unused  IV thing in my right wrist. It was probably the best one to rip out. One was in use. One was in my neck and was Inserted via ultrasound. Another also went in with ultrasound and was pretty painful going in, so I’m sure would have hurt being ripped out.

My nurse  came in, and I showed him the problem. “Happens all the time,” he said, and he and the other nurse cleaned me up.

I have lots of people who help me, doing all sorts of stuff, but we’re related. Nurses — yes, they get paid — it still boggles m mind.