My, How Time Flies

 

The Underside of Nursing is now forty years old. 
Here is a poem from 1982 when I was halfway through Nursing school.

Lovely Young Lady

Your hospital stay
Is like a kick from a mule,
You’re stuck on your back
Like you’ve run out of fuel,
It seems just like yesterday
You were running around,
Now you’re in this strange place
Without a friend to be found.

You can’t close your eyes
In the middle of the night,
You know, if you were home
It would be a breeze to sleep tight,
Until finally, you doze off
How peaceful it seems,
When someone is shaking you
They’ve shattered your dreams.

You awaken in anger
Looking around for the kill,
There’s a lovely young lady
And she hands you a pill,
Then gives you some water
She wants to know if you’re dead,
With a glint in your eye
You pull her into the bed.

It’s like a dream come true
She has such a nice tan,
Then she’s back on her feet
Screaming, “You dirty old man”,
Then the room becomes light
And you open your eyes,
It was a dream after all
Oh my, how time flies.