Sometimes it is interesting to see yourself though someone else's eyes
It doesn't happen very often,as I am sure we all possess that strange subjective ability to view oneself in a more than glowing light
But, at certain rare times , I think It can be rather amusing to see what other's do
The resulting image can come as a bit of a shock!
Last night, I took a patient handover from a new itu nurse who has an interest in chickens
As it turned out, she is in fact the grand daughter of a lady who was my mother's best friend for over 25 years- a fact I found to be rather surreal..so not only did we have a brief chat out past times, we waxed on fairly lyrically about the beautiful colour of aracuna hen's eggs.
Now I have not been at work for 18 days (bliss) so throughout the night, during those brief moments of quietness between turns, hourly observations, drug administrations and alarm silencing , I regaled my colleagues with fascinating stories of pig culling, meat freezing,blind Rooster tales and goose re homing....
At 5am I was quietly discussing Mabel's sexual adventures
when a patient chirped up from his bed, nearby
"Enough animal stories please"
and added somewhat testily
"You're boring the tits off me!"
Maybe he was just feeling a little too ill to listen to Mabel's on-heat antics?
ReplyDeleteNo.. I just got on his tits!
ReplyDeleteYou never bore us.
ReplyDeleteI love Chickens and jokes.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard for me to get bored.
yvonne
Was he in to have his tits enlarged, or removed?
ReplyDeletethanks..I just shot coffee through my nose! I'll be chuckling all day now..as I know I've been there..
ReplyDeleteThe Land of Dylan Thomas.. and that is all he could come up with?
ReplyDeleteJane x
Well I find your animal stories endlessly entertaining - but then I'm not strapped to a bed and sedated. There's probably an appendix to the Geneva Convention that prohibits it..
ReplyDeleteSure...we have to listen to them talk about their bowel problems for the last 12 years but these patients get bored with our animal stories ?!?! Tit for Tat I say.
ReplyDeleteSEE?!
ReplyDeleteI told you Mable's antics were too much info...
;-)
Just tune his hospital radio earphones to the Archers. He'll be begging for more tales of Beatrix (Going Gently) Potter...
ReplyDeleteWe always used to say that when people started getting ratty they were getting better. Hope it was so in this case.
ReplyDeleteHard to believe he could keep himself awake with so little imagination.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad I finished my tea before reading. Despite my burst of laughing at "boring the tits off me," my screen is still clean.
ReplyDeleteYou would think it would be a change for him from the usual hospital chatter. Probably just in a crusty mood and needed to share.
ReplyDeleteTom
ReplyDeleteI think it was a case of "one Fanny Too Far"
I shall amend my blog title accorrdingly
I grew up raising chickens in Iowa. Maybe you have to know chickens to not be bored by them. I still think that chickens make good stories.
ReplyDeleteBwahahahaha!!!!
ReplyDeleteToo much all at once, I guess.
Glad for my daily dose though.
Have a good day!
Not that ill then....
ReplyDeleteLovely
Briony
x
As i am on my way to a funeral today i loved having a giggle while reading your post, it also served as a reminder to me that fate always has a hand in the people that Cross our paths. Meeting the nurse got you to remember your moms Friend and maybe you have found a new Friend with the same interests as you.
ReplyDeleteHave a great week.
HAR!!!!
ReplyDeleteonly one point of view ;-)
ReplyDeleteMy Grannie is called Fanny. Fannny Diepenbrock.
ReplyDeleteShe had a lot of Canadian friends (Baden Baden at the time was part of the area of Germany occupied sfter the war by the French and the Canadians and in Berlin, the military police had precedence over the local German police, a fact I exploited to the full once I got my driving licence).
Both the Canadians and I (me at a very early age) learnt how to keep straight faces. All the harder for me listening to them struggling to enunciate 'Frau Diepenbrock' and her saying, 'Please, call me Fanny'.
Very school boyish I know, sorry.
Sad person. How can anyone NOT take joy in tales about animals, fannies included!
ReplyDeleteAt least he asked politely lol!
ReplyDeleteNot like some of the patients we have had through the hospital recently ...
Anyway he should have been asleep!
Jane
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ReplyDeleteMaybe he was a vegetarian?
ReplyDeleteAt least you have a riveted audience here John.
Well, so far as know, men's tits don't really serve any purpose, so boring them off of him was a favour. Perhaps you could charge extra for the service??
ReplyDeletemegan
I am never disappointed for tuning in. Hilarious.
ReplyDeleteITU can be a very stressful place - even for the patients .
ReplyDeleteMaybe he was just getting too much of a good thing!
Maybe he was a little envious of your James Herriot lifestyle, and he, facing the end of his doesn't have much hope any longer ?
ReplyDelete~Jo
oh jo
ReplyDeletehe was fairly young and quite quite well!
Then just your average miserable sod !
ReplyDelete~Jo
If I were the patient, I think I'd be fascinated by the beautiful colour of aracuna hens' eggs, but maybe not quite so fascinated by a randy bulldog. But I sure wouldn't be sleeping in such an unfamiliar environment.
ReplyDeleteMaybe the poor (very poorly) guy was trying to get to sleep. If only Hattie Jacques had been the matron, you'd have been dressed down in her office!
ReplyDeletethat's funny......
ReplyDeleteGill in Canada
Which serves to reinforce the fact that the gentleman was unwell. There is no such thing as too many animal stories.
ReplyDeleteJames Herriott lifestyle??? I do hope that was said with a sense of irony.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant - but on the other hand your stories may encourage a quicker recovery if only so he can escape :-)
ReplyDeleteDid you turn the drip off?
ReplyDeleteHillarious post. And I've been giggling over some of the great comment responses too. Lovely to visit here....
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