Stop . . . Hammer Time!

I love my job most days. It really is a great job, but sometimes . . . well, I'll just tell the story. I was taking care of this sweet little couple. My patient kept getting nauseated and then she would throw-up and then feel better. I kept offering her medication to help with the nausea but she kept turning it down. Well, she called out to the nurses station because she was feeling sick again. I walked straight to the acudose (where we keep meds) and got some stuff out for her but by the time I got to her room she was throwing up again. Her husband was sound asleep (it was 4:00 am), so, like a good little nursey I went to help her hold her emesis basin, soothe her and try to make her feel better (there's not much else you can do). Just as I got my gloves on and got a hold of the emesis basin, she projectile vomited all over me! LOVELY! Okay, I thought to myself, I guess I'll have to go change my scrubs. OH CRAP! My only scrubs I had in my locker were a size too small (because I'm preggers). The only scrubs that our hospital has are extremely ugly maroon, seam sewn-in the the middle of the legs, tapered at the bottom, did I say UGLY scrubs. I had to come to terms that these would be my scrubs for the last 2 hours of my shift . . . CRAP again. I get into the locker room and find X-Small and X-Large bottoms. Mind you I have gained a few LB's, but I'm definitely NOT an X-Large and I have NEVER been an X-Small. I just had to laugh when I help the X-Large pants up. You seriously could have fit 2 of me in them. So, I pulled them on, rolled the waist about 4 times and made my way to the nurses station. When I got there, everyone started laughing at me because if I pulled at the legs just so, they were an exact replica of MC Hammer pants. SWEET! Note to self: bring some scrubs that will fit to keep in locker for times like these.