Friday, June 18, 2010

a transfer

Teenager, transfer from little hospital to big hospital. Big hurt -> Morphine -> No hurt.

At little hospital, I have one hand on the rails of the bed. Our patient starts stroking my gloved hand with one finger, with a big grin.


We arrive at big hospital. Patient looks up, points at me, and says:
"You're cool. I like you" *massive grin*

To which I reply:
"Nah, nobody thinks I'm cool. That's just the morphine."

To which our patient turns to his mother:
"MUUUUM!!! Can you get me some Morphine for home please? "