This week a sibiling who's brother/sister was in the hospital for a particularly smelly issue and I had this exchange:
My beeper goes off indiciating a room needs something. I poke my head in the door to find out what's up.
Sibling: "This room stinks. Will you spray room freshner in my area?"
Me: "Only in your area, not the whole room?"
Sibling: "Yep. It stinks bad right here."
Me: "O.k." (I hated to tell him that spraying his area wouldn't make a bit of difference, but hey, I'm not one to crush a young child's dreams. Stick them to get blood or start an IV, maybe, but not destroy their dreams.)
Also, I had one of the cutest little people, ever. I walk into the room to do my morning assessment and the patient (about 6 months old) greets me with the biggest smile and super cute little dimples. It was absolutely precious. The patient was also breathing about 80 times a minute (most children at this age breathe 40-60 times a minute.) I smiled back at the little guy and said, "I am going to suction you now." The patient smiled back. I don't think he/she knew what was coming. Still, what a great way to start the day.
Unrelated, I leave for Haiti on Friday. Get excited people.
