Sunday, 8 March 2009

The Thoughts That Makes Me Old

 

Night shift. Zero Two Twenty Six Hours.

Funny how I would always only write numbers in letters. Word for word.

I'm surrounded by ventilators and thrashing ceiling fans and suckling sounds of electronic beep.

And exhale.

Because we all need to breathe.

All we wanted is someone to run along and tell us that nothing is going to be the same anymore.

7 comments:

  1. Funny how I have the same tendency to write numbers word for word...

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  2. yah,it's a pain in the ass ainnit?

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  3. At least you won't ever have the fear of writing a cheque wrongly.

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  4. at least writing a bad cheque will never get people killed.

    i have constant fear of giving the wrong meds, forgetting to check on my patients....

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  5. that's a good fear. you're a good nurse.

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