- IV bag water balloons
- Games of tag in the waiting room
- Wheelchair jousting and crutch lances
- Morning coffee laced with morphine
- A medical license that’s been a lie since day 1
- Fruit punch in the eye rinse station.
- Ventral fibrillations treated with sedation
- Falsifications of my “employee evaluation” form
- Gurney races
- Spiked medications
- Real-life games of operation
- A patient-survival gambling ring
- Repurposed defibrillators (Joy buzzers)
- Cadavers in the refrigerator
- Blind vasectomies
- Discount lobotomies
- Fashionable amputations
- Knockoff immunizations
- Enemas for my enemies and
- Home remedies for hospital charities (Read: Homeopathy)
- Laxatives as a food additive in the geriatric ward
- Sedatives in the immunization packages for the poor
- Working x-ray specs in the oncology ward
- and a scoreboard tracking patient survival rates
(I’m not winning)
All these reasons and many more
tell why NCH showed me the door.
Submitted January 25, 2016 at 05:01AM by Crappy_Alien_Drawing http://ift.tt/1nt2OGl ShittyPoetry
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