Strung Out

I work with some great nurses, of all ages. This particular one, seems to get quite a few challenging patient's. This one is about that.

A clean bill of health
After your angiogram,
I would think you would be celebrating
Hot damn!
But you began moaning,
Shaking and twitching,
As if you had undergone
Some kind of psychic bewitching.

Pains in your chest
Your arms and your legs,
We checked underneath you
To see if you'd laid any eggs,
But nothing made sense
And your doctor was tired,
He told us to do anything
Urging us to be inspired.

Even your saintly husband
Begged for us to intervene,
I think he was a bit embarrassed
By your emotional tragic scene;
Until finally at last
You were dressed to go out the door,
When you bothered to mention
Your chronic pain score,
And the Oxycontin at home
Waiting for you over the bathroom sink,
Oh ya, just another strung out housewife
That's what I think.