Oh Nurse, never ever think that your work environment or work load could never be worse, because that is the equivalent of inviting hellish demons to prove otherwise!
Bloody Mess
A colossal mess
In our complexity of care,
Vascular complications
That would give you a scare,
To make doctors throw tantrums
When they were the doers,
Poking hundred pound patients
With 14 French skewers.
Back in my days
At good old university,
There were Interns and Residents
To help buffer adversity,
Extra doctors on deck
When blood began to fly,
Now our current situation
Is enough to make one cry.
Don't imagine I'm blaming
Only the doctor,
Our corporate entity
Is a beast of a proctor,
Forcing tight budgets
Upon a short-handed nurses,
Thus, we bear the brunt
Of discontent and curses.
Few nurses are willing
To do what we do,
Ya, we get all the glory
The brave and the few,
But the conditions are abysmal
Unsafe, for Public Joe,
And when Boss counts only numbers
It's a pyroclastic flow.
A dense, destructive mass
Hot lava and gasses,
Exploding and gushing
And burning our asses,
Yes, that is how it feels
In Cardiac Support,
It never changes, my friend
And that's my report.
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