Okay, so I'm a nurse in a pediatric intensive care unit, and the environment I work in can be a bit hectic and tense at times. We take in the sickest kids in the state, and oftentimes make them better. Sometimes they don't get better. It's the hardest, most amazing work I've ever done. We work twelve hour shifts, and there's very little sitting down time--even to pee. I have the water carrying capacity of a long-trekking camel at this point. No doubt I'm setting myself up for stress incontinence in my later years. Tee hee--make granny giggle and watch her pee! I digress

Anyhoo, we can get a bit wound if staffing is tight and the acuity of the kiddos on the unit is high. But there's this one chick who is often in charge that NEVER fails to make me laugh. This girl walks around with her mouth running continuously, but it's not just babble, it's truly the inner dialogue of her mind that's flowing out. Have you ever known anyone like that? This girl will be sitting there and out of the blue say something like, "I have a headache"(where most people would stop) and then, "I think I must have a tumor. Maybe I should get a CT scan. What if it's an aneurysm? If it bursts, and I go down to the E.D., I have old, granny-panties on, and everyone will know I wear old granny-panties. I have to wear them cause I have cellulite on the top of my thighs. It wiggles, wanna see?"

I can't tell you how much I enjoy hearing the non-filtered (? I think) ramblings of a person's mind. I think we all laugh with/at ? her cause we're so shocked by what comes out of her mouth. It's the stuff people usually think, but just don't usually let out. One time, she came out of the bathroom at around 0400am, and the unit was quiet (for a change) and we're all sitting there just trying to breathe and catch up on paperwork. She comes up, plops down in a chair and states in a loud voice, "I just had the biggest crap EVER!" So we all gasp and start laughing our fannies off, and she goes on, "I think I ripped my a-hole open!" Now, I know you may think that's grotesque and uncouth, and yeah, it is, but it was so FREAKING FUNNY!

So, why am I telling you about my co-worker's bowel movements? Because Seven is Darker made me think of her tonight. (Not the bowel movement--the coworker). If you haven't been to his blog, go visit. I don't know this guy from Adam, but I'll be darned if I can't almost hear his mind when I read his blog. Love being in on that internal dialogue! Let it flow let it flow let it flow...