I know I am going to offend the Broadway fanatics on this one.
BUT...do not go see South Pacific thinking that you're going to see a show about Army men and young love affairs. Because as it turns out, the girls are the only young ones in the affairs and the men are way too old for the women their pursing and/or screwing.
Now, I am not a seasoned Broadway goer and I don't think I will ever get there...especially after this experience.
But at least I know how to cast a damn play and not make it about a old man's fantasy land. The whole time the two characters were lusting after one another I wanted to throw up or at least scream, "You could be her father" when the actress and actor keep singing to get other how people tell them they have nothing in common with each other. no shit Sherlock. He is old and you're naive and young. I was on the cusp of yelling, which I think would have gone over really well...don't you. Luckily, I only had one margarita that night and not three. Otherwise, I could have been part of the show. Which thankfully the margaritas cost way too much that night!
Okay I am getting off my soapbox now... to the people who love South Pacific, please turn off your cellphones and enjoy the show...I hear its an amazing production, just ignore my few comments...
Monday, March 8, 2010
Penile Implant
As a new nurse you're inquisitive: always wanting to figuratively get your hands on everything...well almost everything, there are some exceptions.
The thing is when you're a student nurse you're at the expense of the nurse you're assigned to and they dictate how much they want you around. Since I'm most likely older than the nurse I was assigned too, I simply use that to my advantage and I'm more blunt, "let me see and do everything...please!" Because standing around on the floor... simply sucks!
Now when I made the statement, "let me see and do everything" I was not expecting to come across what I did on Friday. The nurse was teaching me about condom Foley's and how to take them on and off. When we came across a hardened spot on this patients scrotum. As we were poking around (a.k.a. assessing) we felt something that kept "clicking". We both had no clue as to what this could be and so we got the head nurse to come take a look.
It turned out that we were turning on and off this patients penile implant. Luckily for us and probably for the patient himself we weren't able to activate the implant!
phew...
One of my friends asked me, "what would you do if you did turn it on? would you have to help relieve him?" Thankfully I didn't have to answer that question, at least not that day...
The thing is when you're a student nurse you're at the expense of the nurse you're assigned to and they dictate how much they want you around. Since I'm most likely older than the nurse I was assigned too, I simply use that to my advantage and I'm more blunt, "let me see and do everything...please!" Because standing around on the floor... simply sucks!
Now when I made the statement, "let me see and do everything" I was not expecting to come across what I did on Friday. The nurse was teaching me about condom Foley's and how to take them on and off. When we came across a hardened spot on this patients scrotum. As we were poking around (a.k.a. assessing) we felt something that kept "clicking". We both had no clue as to what this could be and so we got the head nurse to come take a look.
It turned out that we were turning on and off this patients penile implant. Luckily for us and probably for the patient himself we weren't able to activate the implant!
phew...
One of my friends asked me, "what would you do if you did turn it on? would you have to help relieve him?" Thankfully I didn't have to answer that question, at least not that day...
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