tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post2128425830947393151..comments2023-10-21T08:22:23.232-07:00Comments on Four Strong Women: In Armani Scrubs with a Stethoscope TieEmmy Ellishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348320835897735088noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-26596808620881705432011-07-05T19:15:01.602-07:002011-07-05T19:15:01.602-07:00Thanks, Faith! Always a pleasure!Thanks, Faith! Always a pleasure!Jeffhttp://www.jeffgonsalves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-86350321465645243142011-07-04T07:10:54.654-07:002011-07-04T07:10:54.654-07:00Glad to see you back at 4SW, Jeff!Glad to see you back at 4SW, Jeff!Faith Bicknellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978240749619858463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-37869850302058973182011-06-29T08:18:10.805-07:002011-06-29T08:18:10.805-07:00Shaunna--where does your husband work? That nurse ...Shaunna--where does your husband work? That nurse sounds vaguely familiar! hahaJeffhttp://www.jeffgonsalves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-19841378419751548832011-06-29T08:16:45.803-07:002011-06-29T08:16:45.803-07:00Yes, Marci. It's usually enforced under the ca...Yes, Marci. It's usually enforced under the catchphrase, "It's what's good for the patient." As for the doctor, he is probably more needy than absent-minded. I think many doctors enjoy having nurses scampering around for them like lemmings, performing menial tasks. <br />Justin wasn't admitted, but if he had been, I probably would have been trampled under a stampede of adolescent Beliebers coming to wish him a speedy recovery! I'm sure they would've coveted the blood-stained gauze pad put over his IV site as a cherished memento!Jeffhttp://www.jeffgonsalves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-88775733162081890722011-06-29T08:12:18.498-07:002011-06-29T08:12:18.498-07:00Ha! Nowadays the hospital is like a resort--junky ...Ha! Nowadays the hospital is like a resort--junky snacks, XBoxes, playroom activities, fruit baskets if you manage to be extremely rude, etc. etc.Jeffhttp://www.jeffgonsalves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-68595893916283620992011-06-28T14:32:14.082-07:002011-06-28T14:32:14.082-07:00Oh, and that is where you died. So the hospital w...Oh, and that is where you died. So the hospital was not a place you wanted to be for any length of time, or at all.Marci Baunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01850775917897362922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-53522481524667559782011-06-28T14:31:42.399-07:002011-06-28T14:31:42.399-07:00In my grandfather's day, you only went to the ...In my grandfather's day, you only went to the hospital if you were dying.Marci Baunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01850775917897362922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-21027002456373593072011-06-28T13:52:56.036-07:002011-06-28T13:52:56.036-07:00My husband is a nurse and some of the stuff he sha...My husband is a nurse and some of the stuff he shares, whew, makes a person not want to end up in the hospital. There is one nurse on his floor that drives him bonkers she panics at every situation and seems to think the rest of the staff is there as her personal slave staff.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14732990670104875171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144727781552044864.post-17826273857431340142011-06-28T10:59:29.656-07:002011-06-28T10:59:29.656-07:00Ah, the stupidity of bureaucracy never fails to am...Ah, the stupidity of bureaucracy never fails to amaze me, Jeff. I love how the doctor is too lazy to walk back to his car to get his stethoscope. Of course, his forgetfulness doesn't instill any confidence in him for me. LOL<br /><br />BTW, how was your brush with Bieber? Did you swoon when you saw him? HAHAHAHAHAHA (Sorry, I couldn't resist.)Marci Baunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01850775917897362922noreply@blogger.com