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Satyr
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Yeah, I'm havin' a good old time.
All I do anymore is go back and forth to work, my mother's house and the hospital. Every spare moment I get is generally interrupted by a phonecall that ends in driving clear across town to a goddamn hospital. I offically hate hospitals.
Why do I do this? So I can watch my mom roll around in pain while inept physicians and nursing staff do pretty much nothing. Angels of mercy my ass. To anyone working in the medical profession that enjoys standing around in hallways gabbing about your moronic life, I'd suggest remembering that there's probably a pissed off relative listening in the next room, two seconds away from gouging both your eyes out with a ballpoint pen or syringe.
If you think you know pain, try having your legs slowly rot away from the result of slow, diabetic complications. You're unable to walk, sleep or be even remotely comfortable doing anything. Pretty much all you get to do in that condition is roll around and moan. Try watching someone in this condition as honeysuckle for brains medical staff stand around scratching their asses.
There should be a test for physicians and nurses that involves finding out whether any of them possess any actual compassion. Failure of said test should result in being thrown out the highest window onto hard concrete, tied to the back of an ambulance and dragged 10 miles at about 70 mph...make that 80.
Maybe then, empty headed idiots with the desire to "help others" will think twice about taking that wonderful course at their local community college. If you want to stand around a hallway flapping your horselike gums to the tune of pointless garbage, I'd suggest choosing communications. Whatever you do, stay the hell away from sick people...for their sake, if nothing else.
In the meantime, get the heck out of the hospital hallway so I won't have to kick you repeatedly in the groin and buttocks for being a complete drain on everyone's time and health.
Asshats...
All I do anymore is go back and forth to work, my mother's house and the hospital. Every spare moment I get is generally interrupted by a phonecall that ends in driving clear across town to a goddamn hospital. I offically hate hospitals.
Why do I do this? So I can watch my mom roll around in pain while inept physicians and nursing staff do pretty much nothing. Angels of mercy my ass. To anyone working in the medical profession that enjoys standing around in hallways gabbing about your moronic life, I'd suggest remembering that there's probably a pissed off relative listening in the next room, two seconds away from gouging both your eyes out with a ballpoint pen or syringe.
If you think you know pain, try having your legs slowly rot away from the result of slow, diabetic complications. You're unable to walk, sleep or be even remotely comfortable doing anything. Pretty much all you get to do in that condition is roll around and moan. Try watching someone in this condition as honeysuckle for brains medical staff stand around scratching their asses.
There should be a test for physicians and nurses that involves finding out whether any of them possess any actual compassion. Failure of said test should result in being thrown out the highest window onto hard concrete, tied to the back of an ambulance and dragged 10 miles at about 70 mph...make that 80.
Maybe then, empty headed idiots with the desire to "help others" will think twice about taking that wonderful course at their local community college. If you want to stand around a hallway flapping your horselike gums to the tune of pointless garbage, I'd suggest choosing communications. Whatever you do, stay the hell away from sick people...for their sake, if nothing else.
In the meantime, get the heck out of the hospital hallway so I won't have to kick you repeatedly in the groin and buttocks for being a complete drain on everyone's time and health.
Asshats...
I'm so sorry to hear that your mother is in that condition.
