One thing that I always find interesting about the nursing profession is that even though all of us are nurses, we are definitely not all created the same. For instance, I don't do big people. I just don't. I don't enjoy taking care of people who are older than about 2 years old. Once they can talk... I'm done.
However, I have many friends in the ER field of nursing. That scares the shit out of me. I love the fast pace of the ER, but having that many really sick, really hurt folks all the time would not be what I want. And the nurses there are all like badass... seriously. Don't screw with them.
So the other day, we had to run over to the ER to get a baby who was going to be born in a trauma room due to mom having had a car accident and she was hurt pretty bad as well. We take all our transport gear and head out. We get there with the warmer and the bags of crap and whatnot and are directed to the correct room. The doctor and nurses in there are just wided eyed and (dare I say it) terrified looking until they turned and saw us and said, "Oh, Thank God, we did not want to have this baby without you guys here." So I guess, at that point, we were the badass nurses, right? Kind of made me strut a little until the baby was born and proceeded to pee all over me. Way to put me right back in my place tiny human.
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