I've just edited an item in my portfolio:
Today is Remembrance Day/Veterans Day A shout out to StephBee As for the book item above, some of you might already recognize it, but I realize folks balk when they see stories above 20kb. So, I've finally stopped procastinating long enough to break the item into the seven short stories. Hopefully, it makes it easier to read, and the full weight of each story/excerpt is felt. To those who take the time to read and leave a review on the entire book, I will send you either of these badges below: Thanks for looking! |
Happy Saturday, Folks! Straight off a night shift (and yet I only closed my eyes for two hours...oh plus the sleep I got on the bus), but that aside! Have you stopped by the forum below yet?
StephBee (so no, you do not have to be a member of the group to chit chat And she's got prizes to give away too! |
Good day, folks! Hope you're having a good Monday so far (bleh!) So, here's a little motivational music to kick up your spirits! And while you're busy dancing (or just simply bobbing your head so you don't scare your fellow travelers with your weird dance moves), stop by:
And join the conversations started by our very own busy bee StephBee Psst! Did you know today is World Sandwich Day? Feel free to share what you consider the bestest sandwich in the world ever in the forum as well. |
| Dave Ryan That's why there are dogs and cats on dog and cat food cans. A hint for those who don't speak the local language. Source: a Turkish friend of mine who told me that about his parents when they were new to Germany. |
| Hmm... "Note: Public Witchy Announcement! Okay, I'..." My honest thoughts about all of this? I really do not (now go join all the shenanigans, people!) |
| I have had the most craptastic past week fighting with the flu (cough, cold, the works). I have to return to work tomorrow, so I'm doing my best to get myself together. This includes finally getting my tush off the bed and doing some cleaning around the place. So, as I head outside to toss out the trash - there comes the smiley Royal Mail lady with three little envelopes in her hand. I'm thinking it's going to be for one of my housemates and prepare to leave it on the usual mail spot in the lobby, but then I look down and see the familiar Writing.com logo and my name on the envelopes! Might seem trivial, but while in the States, getting such mail was always fun. However, traveling around so much these past few years - not by choice - but that's another story for another time, and finally seeing these gems in the mailbox, again, seriously brought tears to my eyes. I was definitely not expecting them (or rather completely forgot this was still done), so my sincerest thanks to The StoryMaster |
I've added a new item to my portfolio:
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| I've added a new entry to my book, "The Bradbury Chronicles" "The Man in the Mirror" P.S: Thanks? to whoever decided to toss a pie at me the other day. Please be aware that Fort Kiya is still in full effect, and no random flying pies can hurt me. Hmph! |
Dear Friends, It's officially spooky season, and have I got a tale for you! It's 19:50 - ten minutes until you can clock out for your shift. You're on pins and needles because the charge nurse - or you - had spied the paperwork at the reception desk stating what sends chills of panic down your spine. You stare at the clock in agony. It's 19:51. The handover is taking forever to be completed. It's like watching dripping molasses in real time. Every buzz of the front door sends your heart leaping. PleaseGodno.PleaseGodno.Hurryupalready! You beg and plead. It's 19:52. And just when you think you can almost breathe a sigh of relief; that the gods have been merciful and all is safe in the world, you hear those dreaded four words: NEW ADMISSION IS HERE! (whatever else that goes through one's mind after that is definitely not PG-relatable) The End. |
| We were a psych ward, so depending on exactly when they arrived, yes. 8 min till, we'd mostly just take their stuff, tell them to have a seat, with the other patients in the TV room with a psych tech to watch over everyone (assuming the patient seemed okay-ish and whatever may come up in the report from whomever brought them up), see if they needed anything to eat or drink, and leave them alone until the next team took over. If we had 20 minutes, to their vitals, we'd check through their valuables, and maybe get them settled into a room (depending on how many valuables they had and how complicated it was to go through everything), but the nursing assessment would be left to the next team. With 30 minutes, the nursing assessment might be done, but the rest of what I just mentioned would likely be done by the next team. Unless the patient didn't talk much at all, there wasn't likely time for both. |